Room 207 at the Royal Garden Hotel!

As Ye Feng entered the private room, he immediately saw the mess inside—plates shattered all over the floor, and tables and chairs were strewn about haphazardly.

Ye Feng's expression turned extremely ugly, and he swiftly walked into the restroom on one side of the room.

He saw that a wooden door inside had been smashed to pieces, clearly indicating that Xu Ningxue had been abducted from there!

"Damn it!!!"

Ye Feng didn't dare to linger, glanced around the room, saw no clues, and hurriedly went downstairs.

Just as he reached the bottom of the stairs, he was blocked by a group of people!

"That's him!"

The receptionist, standing next to a bald young man with a scar on his face, pointed at Ye Feng and loudly said,

"Zhen Brother, it was this man who caused trouble in our hotel!"

After Ye Feng had gone upstairs, the receptionist had immediately called for backup. These men were the hotel's enforcers, normally handling troublemakers.

The group, about a dozen strong, was led by a bald young man in his late twenties, with a scar across his face and a blue tattoo on his shiny head, looking exceptionally fierce.

At that moment, the young man sized up Ye Feng and sneered,

"Fuck your mother! What backwoods hillbilly comes here to cause trouble! You fucker don't realize where you are!"

Convinced Ye Feng was a naïve country bumpkin, the young man, impatient, waved his hand at his subordinates:

"Teach this kid a lesson, let him learn!"

"Yes! Brother Zhen!" the other men, all beefy brutes with friendly faces, echoed in unison, then converged toward Ye Feng.

These muscular men gathered together looked terrifying, forming a stark contrast with Ye Feng's slender frame.

The receptionist's face was filled with malicious glee. Just a moment ago, Ye Feng had nearly frightened her to death, and now it seemed it was Ye Feng's turn to be scared!

"Serves him right! A country bumpkin dares to cause trouble here, truly courting death!"

The receptionist muttered to herself and stood in place, watching how the enforcers would handle Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's expression grew darker and darker, and the Evil Qi around his body intensified. He had no time to waste with these people.

"Step aside!"

Ye Feng said indifferently and walked straight forward.

But these burly men wouldn't let him pass; they jeered and closed in on him from all sides.

"Look at this guy, so arrogant! Fine! Let's tame his spirit today!"

One of them grinned savagely, then swung his fist at Ye Feng's head.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's expression turned cold. Before the man's fist could reach him, he fiercely threw a punch.

Bang!

A muffled sound was heard, and the attacking brute's face distorted as if struck by iron tongs, and he was sent flying three or four meters and crashed to the ground motionlessly.

...Silence...

At that moment, everyone was stunned, especially those brawny men eager to strike, each face frozen in a comic grimace.

And Brother Zhen, upon seeing this, felt his legs go weak, his eyes wide in disbelief.

Knocking someone unconscious with one punch was not too strange, but to throw a man three or four meters with a single punch was utterly terrifying.

Particularly when he saw the fresh blood flowing from his subordinate's face, it was clear that the man's facial bones were broken.

"So ruthless..."

Brother Zhen felt pain on his own face, as if he were the one who had been hit, and his scalp tingled.

The receptionist was completely dumbfounded and fell on her butt in fright.

She had seen fights before, but she had never seen someone fight like Ye Feng, who seemed to regard the thugs as mere chicks that he could squash effortlessly with a flick of his hand.

Ye Feng didn't care what these people were thinking. At this moment, he walked straight toward the door.

Seeing this, the rest of the thugs were frightened enough to roll and crawl away hurriedly, fearing they might be the next ones sent flying.

"Stop! Don't move! Hands up!!!"

However, just as Ye Feng reached the door, a group of police officers rushed in from outside, instantly surrounding him.

"Damn it!!!"

Ye Feng was completely enraged. Time and again, people had obstructed him, unleashing the full fury of his killing intent. Ignoring the police, he continued to stride toward the door.

"Dammit! Catch him! He's a hit-and-run offender! His car is stolen too!"

One of them, apparently the police captain, was visibly upset and yelled loudly at his subordinates.

Hearing this, three officers immediately stepped forward, two of them reaching for Ye Feng's arms, while another tried to sweep Ye Feng's ankles with a leg kick.

Watching this scene, the eyeballs of the thugs inside the hall jumped wildly; they were now wondering whether Ye Feng would dare to strike the policemen.

However, they soon got their answer.

Without a second thought, Ye Feng stamped his foot on the ground, his body lifted into the air, and he lashed out with a whirlwind kick.

Bang bang bang!

With three dull sounds, the three policemen hadn't even touched his clothes before being kicked away, knocked out cold.

This scene took the other police officers aback, and they quickly drew their guns, pointing them at Ye Feng.

"Fuck! Daring to assault a police officer! You're asking for death!"

"Stop! Get down now!"

"Get on the ground! Or we'll shoot!"

...

The nerves of the police officers were stretched tight. They had rushed over after receiving a call from Lai Daoming, thinking it was just a case of hit-and-run and car theft, but they hadn't expected Ye Feng to dare assault a police officer.

However, the moment these policemen drew their guns, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and his hand swept out, sending streaks of Silver Needle flashing forth.

Whizz!!!

The Silver Needles moved as fast as lightning; just as the policemen aimed their guns at Ye Feng, they were struck one after another.

"Ah! My hand!"

"Damn it! I can't move my hand either!"

"Fuck! What's happening! What exactly is going on!"

...

All the police officers were completely dumbfounded as they felt the numbing pain emanating from their palms, all pierced by Silver Needles, causing them to drop their guns.

At that moment, each officer felt a chill run from their feet to their foreheads. If Ye Feng were to pick up the officers' guns from the ground and open fire, they would all be wiped out!

However, Ye Feng didn't give these policemen a second glance and walked straight to his car, started it, and shot out.

Watching Ye Feng leave, one by one the policemen collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

That was close! If this criminal had been truly heartless, they would have been done for!

"What are you staring at! Call an ambulance!"

The police captain, now seeing the strangely looking thugs inside the hotel, couldn't help but fume and immediately roared.

...

Meanwhile, Ye Feng, while driving the Maserati, took out his cellphone and rapidly pressed a series of numbers.

After hesitating for a moment, he still made the call.

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