One after another, in rapid succession, without end!

Watching the dense figures constantly collapsing to the ground, Wu Hai's face twitched wildly, hardly believing his own eyes!

How is this possible!!!

Wu Hai was extremely clear about the fighting abilities of his own men, each of whom had followed Boss Jiu through numerous battles in all directions, each had bled, each bore scars, fighting was as common to them as eating!

But now, the elite members of the Kowloon Gang were like straw men in Ye Feng's hands, with no strength to fight back at all!

No matter where he went, the members of the Kowloon Gang would be beaten down one by one in that area!

This scene was too shocking!

All the customers in the bar were almost stupefied, even Wen Lan and Jiang Doudou covered their small mouths with their hands, their pretty faces filled with horror!

Bang bang bang!

Ye Feng's whip kick shot out, with a force like a hurricane, knocked two black-clothed men unconscious on the ground, and as the fighting became more intense, the alcohol in his body spread throughout, making him seem to have inexhaustible strength.

"Come on!!!"

Ye Feng's eyes gleamed with a wild beast-like glow, and he darted forward, charging at the group of men once more.

A tiger entering a flock of sheep!

A gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

That was the only way to describe the scene at hand!

At this moment, each of the big men's eyes were filled with fear, unable to imagine that such a ferocious individual existed in this world.

And when half of the men had been knocked unconscious, the remaining ones showed a hint of panic on their faces.

It wasn't that they were cowardly, but that their opponent was simply inhuman; so many of their own side had been taken down, yet the opponent was completely unharmed!

"Damn it! Everyone grab a weapon, kill him!!!"

One of the big men grabbed a bottle and shouted to the others around him before hurling it fiercely at Ye Feng.

Whoosh!

The bottle flew like lightning, but just as it was about to hit Ye Feng, his other hand shot out and firmly caught the bottle.

"What a great idea!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the bottle back. The big man tried to escape but got hit in the back of his head and blacked out.

"Dammit! Everybody throw together! I don't believe this guy has three heads and six arms!"

Another big man shouted, and then everyone picked up bottles and hurled them at Ye Feng.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sky filled with bottles was like a meteor shower, whistling and rustling, making one's scalp tingle at the sight.

Ye Feng's expression was icy as he shook his hand, instantly shedding his Versace casual jacket, then his hands moved like shadows, dancing in all directions.

Up and down, left and right!

The faster his hands moved, the more they resembled a rapidly spinning windmill, and as they spun, he caught the bottles one by one, setting them neatly on the ground.

Slowly, the number of bottles on the ground increased, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a mountain of beer bottles had piled up.

At this moment, everyone felt as if their heads were exploding, rubbing their eyes, unwilling to believe what they saw.

This scene, like juggling, like magic, was unbelievable and reluctant to be accepted!

In the world, could there truly be such a fast hand!

As more and more bottles were thrown, they became fewer and fewer until Ye Feng caught the last one, and all the big men felt their legs go weak, wishing they could flee!

Not human!

This guy was simply not human!

All the big men looked at Ye Feng in horror, their expressions filled with disbelief!

Ye Feng didn't pay much attention to the shock of the burly men and then grabbed the bottle with his palm. With a sudden twist, the cap fell off instantly.

Glug, glug!

After chugging the liquor, Ye Feng turned to the strong men with a bright smile,

"Handling the bottles is a bit of manual labor, let's have a drink and rest!"

Uh...

At these words, everyone's mouths twitched.

Manual labor? Your sister's manual labor!

Is this the kind of thing that can be done with physical strength?

Everyone fell silent, aware that this bastard was showing off, but the thing was, he was just that badass!

"Alright! I've had my drink! You've thrown your bottles! Now, is it my turn to throw?"

After draining the bottle in his hand, Ye Feng smiled at the strong men and then flung out the bottle he was holding.

Bang!

The bottle flew out like a shooting star, tracing a graceful arc before brutally hitting a burly man right in the forehead.

That man's head burst into a mist of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, knocked out cold.

But this was just the beginning. Next, they saw Ye Feng quickly picking up more than a dozen bottles from the ground and flinging them again.

As soon as he finished flinging, he grabbed more bottles and threw them again!

At this moment, his movements were extremely fast. The bottles whistled through the air, raining down like a storm, brutally smashing into the strong men!

Bang, bang, bang...

The bar was now in complete chaos. The strong men were horror-stricken, trying to dodge, but the dense shower of bottles, as if guided by sight, hit their heads without fail.

Glass shards flew everywhere, and the strong men collapsed one after another!

In this moment, Wu Hai's heart almost leapt out of his chest as he watched his Kowloon Gang members being knocked unconscious, one by one. The floor was littered with their bodies; he was trembling all over!

He'd been in the underworld for so long, but this was the first time he'd seen someone so bizarre and unbelievable!

Bang!

After the last bottle was thrown, knocking the final Kowloon Gang member out, silence fell over the bar like death itself!

At this time, the only thing that could be heard in the bar was the pounding of one's own heart.

The floor was now densely covered with the bodies of the men in black, each with eyes tightly shut and bright red blood streaming down from their heads!

All of the gang members hit by the bottles had their heads burst open by a single bottle, without exception!

This sight was terrifying to the extreme, something one would never believe if not witnessed with one's own eyes!

At this point, Ye Feng wasn't paying attention to the strange looks from the people around him. His eyes were fixed on Wu Hai, a barely noticeable smile playing on the corner of his mouth:

"Now, can you let them go?"

"Yes... yes..."

Wu Hai, watching the handsome face before him, swallowed hard, his skin twitched violently, and even his voice trembled and was hoarse.

Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction:

"Tell that old man Li Jiu, my surname is Ye!"

Having said that, Ye Feng, pulling the still shocked Jiang Doudou, walked towards the bar's exit.

As Ye Feng's figure disappeared through the doorway, Wu Hai and the others let out a long breath, feeling a sense of joy as though they had just survived a catastrophe.

"Last name Ye?"

Wu Hai's brow furrowed deeply, he immediately took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and made the call.

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