"If you've injured me and don't pay up, don't think about leaving!"

The words carried a desolate and mournful tone, like that of a woman abandoned, or an innocent victim who had been severely beaten.

Within those words was a sense of helplessness towards fate and a silent accusation towards the assailants!

If these words were spoken in a different setting, they would surely elicit sympathy from people, but coming from Ye Feng's mouth, they shocked everyone to their core.

Especially for those youths whose heads were covered in blood, hearing these words made the veins on their foreheads bulge, and the blood on their heads poured out like a faucet had been turned on.

The leader of the youths was also stunned. Originally, he had thought of backing out, but he hadn't expected to encounter a swindler!

"When did we injure you? It was you who injured my brothers! Don't play the villain and accuse the victim!"

The leading youth's face showed a hint of anger. He had realized that they had been duped by someone pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng wore a playful expression. At that moment, he reached out and grabbed a youth beside him, then pressed a finger onto his head, instantly causing the youth to howl in pain.

Ignoring the youth's cries, Ye Feng pushed him away, then wiped his own forehead with his finger, suddenly revealing a patch of blood:

"Look, my forehead is bleeding!"

...

Everyone was dumbfounded once again, watching the tiny, fingernail-sized blot of blood that Ye Feng had smeared on his forehead, giving each of them a very awkward expression.

Damn it! This actually works...

At this moment, everyone finally witnessed what was called the ultimate swindling: I get injured by you, yet you have to pay me!

The leader of the youths was livid, his eyes filled with malice as he asked, "How much do you want?"

"Not much! Five hundred thousand!"

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned upward slightly, even though his words made the surrounding youths unable to hold back any longer.

"Fuck this! I'm the one supposed to be swindling here. You dare to extort us, you're asking for death!"

"Kill him! I don't believe he can be that tough!"

...

These youths hadn't seen clearly how Ye Feng had moved before, so their fear of him was much less at this moment. Seeing Ye Feng daring to extort them, they immediately swung their fists, aiming at Ye Feng's head.

However, before their fists could land, a palm suddenly struck down.

Smack smack smack...

The sound was crisp and loud, the youths only saw a blur before they were sent flying three to four meters away.

Thud!

Having just hit the ground, they tasted a sweet, metallic tang in their mouths, and instantly spewed out blood, which startlingly contained more than a dozen teeth.

The teeth, added up among the youths, numbered in the dozens, presenting a terrifying sight.

And their cheeks swelled up instantly, with vivid red palm prints clearly visible.

Witnessing this scene, everyone's eyelids twitched wildly, not expecting Ye Feng to be so ruthless.

And Ye Feng flicked the fresh blood off his hands and spoke to the leader of the youths again,

"You've injured my hand again, adding up to 1 million!"

Ye Feng originally didn't care to deal with these scamming thugs, but they angered him with their foul language toward Wen Lan.

This time, he wanted to teach them what scamming truly was!

Upon hearing the amount, a million, the skin of the leading youth twitched violently, and what startled him even more was the fact that this guy had sent several flying with a single slap, each losing more than a dozen teeth. Such ferocity was enough to make his scalp tingle.

"Fine! Since you want to extort us, I hope you don't regret it!"

The leader, although shocked by Ye Feng's fierceness, wasn't scared off and was especially defiant, as the other party was attempting to scam in front of his own scamming gang—that was courting death!

Right away, the young leader took out a phone and dialed a number.

Ye Feng didn't even try to stop him; he could tell this was a fairly large scamming gang, not just here, but on other streets as well.

Ye Feng guessed right. As soon as the young leader finished his call, more than twenty men swiftly ran out from an alleyway.

Each of these men wielded a machete wrapped in newspaper, advancing toward them with an aggressive demeanor.

The leader was a skinny fellow with a pointed chin and sunken cheeks, probably not even weighing eighty pounds, covered in hair and shit, but his eyes shined with a ruthless light, like a starving wolf ready to bite at any moment.

A scar on his head looked like it left a patch in the shape of a disease, a bald, unsightly white spot.

And when the onlookers saw this man, their expressions drastically changed, and they felt a tingling on their scalps, quickly moving aside!

Scabby head!

This man was one of the most notorious bullies around, having spent most of his life in prison, released only a few months ago, yet he had returned to his scamming ways.

In fact, Scabby head's scamming operations weren't limited to here; his gangs' presence was also known on nearby Fuxing Road, Qingnian Road, and Liumeng Road.

He had more than twenty old ladies to carry out the scamming, and forty to fifty enforcers. Similarly, the profit was substantial, earning them millions in just a few months!

When Scabby head heard that someone was trying to scam his people, he was almost delighted.

"Scab boss, it's him! This kid wants us to pay him a million!"

The leading youth, upon seeing Scabby head and his crew, was overjoyed, quickly approaching them and pointing at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, upon hearing the term "Scab boss," felt a twitch at the corner of his eye.

In Mingzhu City, he had already encountered three "bosses": Li Jiu and Huang Batian were referred to as Boss Jiu and Boss Batian, and that was somewhat acceptable, but now even the leader of a minor scamming gang had the audacity to call himself a boss, which Ye Feng found amusing.

But Scabby head had no idea what Ye Feng was thinking. He sized up Ye Feng and Wen Lan, then glanced at his injured underlings before finally speaking,

"Brother, are you with the Dragon Sect or the South Gate?"

The Dragon Sect? South Gate?

This was slang used among underground forces, and upon hearing it, Ye Feng understood their meaning.

North Boss Jiu, South Boss Batian!

The Dragon Sect was definitely a reference to the Kowloon Gang, and South Gate was pointing to Huang Batian's forces!

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