"Fight! Fight! Beat him to death!"

"Fuck! Move! Yes, dodge! You motherfucker..."

"Hit his temple! Another punch!"

...

At this moment, the boxing ring was filled with noise as scions of prominent families shouted frantically at the two fighters in the cage below.

They had all placed their bets, with the vast majority wagering on Poison Hand Lin Cong; however, a very few opportunist fellows had bet on Zhang Zhan.

But as they witnessed the fight, those family heirs who had bet on Zhang Zhan were extremely disappointed!

The fighting skills of the two men were simply not on the same level!

Poison Hand Lin Cong, the undisputed bronze Boxing King of the Batian Club, was especially ruthless at that moment, throwing punches and elbows so ferociously that Zhang Zhan hardly had any capacity to fight back.

Ye Feng sat quietly in his seat, watching the fight below. He could tell that Zhang Zhan wouldn't last much longer.

Ye Feng had no intention of intervening to save him; he knew that here, even if he did save Zhang Zhan, the man wouldn't be able to walk out of the boxing ring alive!

Right now, his most important task was to rescue Zhang Zihan!

At all costs!

However, Ye Feng's position was too far from the room where Zhang Zihan was being held captive—rescuing her now would have no chance of success!

He was waiting!

Waiting for an opportunity!

Crack!

At that moment in the arena, amidst the crisp sound of breaking bones, Zhang Zhan's neck had been viciously snapped by Poison Hand Lin Cong, and his eyes fixed in place as his body slowly collapsed to the floor.

"Yeah! I won!"

"Fucking useless trash!"

"Haha... I just made over a million! It's freaking awesome!"

...

As they looked at Zhang Zhan's body in the arena, not a trace of pity showed on the faces of these scions. They had seen more than enough of the underground boxing ring to become accustomed to death.

Ye Feng glanced at Zhang Zhan's body in the arena and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Rest in peace! I will avenge you!"

Murderous intent was boiling in Ye Feng's heart, but for the sake of Zhang Zihan's safety, he had to endure!

"Ye Feng, are you okay?"

Jiang Ying's pretty face was deathly pale; she and Chuchu had not watched the fight in the cage below, finding the sight too bloody to bear.

Now looking at Ye Feng's grim expression, Jiang Ying was both puzzled and worried.

"I'm fine!"

Ye Feng patted Jiang Ying's palm and then said to her:

"If something happens here, you and Chuchu must stay close to the old man!"

Huh?

Jiang Ying was startled, but after seeing Ye Feng's solemn expression, she could only nod in agreement.

"Next up, from Batian Club, the silver Boxing King, Ah Tian! And his opponent, Tan Yu!"

As the DJ's voice rang out once more, Zhang Zhan's body had been carried away, and a burly figure appeared in the cage.

This man was Qingtong Boxing King, Ah Tian, and his opponent Tan Yu dared not enter the cage; right now, he was being thrown in by several burly men.

"Haha... Such a pathetic loser! I'm betting on Ah Tian to win!"

"I'm betting on Tian to win too! Damn! This is like giving me free money!"

"Heh heh... Old Huang is always so generous, finding some useless trash to make us easy pocket money!"

...

Almost all the young clan members here had bet on Tian to win, and as expected, the bodyguard Tan Yu simply didn't have the guts to fight Tian. At this moment, Tian only needed two moves to crush Tan Yu's throat to death!

Seeing this scene, the crowd shouted excitedly, while Ye Feng's expression became colder and colder.

Ye Feng was no longer watching the scene. He knew this was psychological torture aimed at him by Huang Batian and the others. He believed that after all these bodyguards were dead, the last person to appear would definitely be himself!

Or, to put it another way, the final show that Huang Batian spoke of was prepared for him!

As one bodyguard after another died, Ye Feng's expression remained indifferent. His eyes constantly swept over the room where Zhang Zihan was, and after seeing that she was not in any major trouble, he finally felt somewhat relieved.

But when Ye Feng saw a black-clothed man by Huang Batian's side going to the restroom, a glint of sharp light suddenly burst from his eyes.

His opportunity had finally come!

Without delay, Ye Feng also stood up and slowly walked towards the restroom.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Huang Batian and Wan Shaoling among others kept their eyes on Ye Feng. When they saw him head to the restroom, their brows all furrowed.

However, they didn't stop him because as long as Ye Feng didn't run, he was certain to die, and even reporting to the police would be utterly useless!

Thinking this, Huang Batian immediately sent two black-clothed men to watch Ye Feng in the restroom and paid no more attention to the matter.

Inside the restroom, a black-clothed man lay flat on the ground, while in front of him, Ye Feng had stripped off the man's clothes and was putting them on himself.

After that, he fixed his gaze on the man's face, and the muscles on his own face began to move. In just moments, he transformed into an exact replica of the man before him.

Muscle and Bone Disguise, one of Ye Feng's secret techniques!

At this moment, Ye Feng looked almost identical to the man on the ground, almost indistinguishable.

"Lao Er! Is that guy in there?"

Just as Ye Feng had finished changing his face, two black-clothed men suddenly entered the restroom.

Upon entering, they were stunned, especially seeing that Ye Feng's face was identical to that of their companion on the ground, they were completely baffled.

But while they were stunned, Ye Feng's figure darted forward like lightning, and his fists struck their necks fiercely.

Crack!

Their necks were almost punctured, and their throats broke, sending blood spraying!

However, Ye Feng paid them no heed; he now dumped the three men into a stall before walking out of the restroom nonchalantly.

Once out of the restroom, Ye Feng walked directly towards the area where Huang Batian and others were.

His body tensed gradually, every muscle seemed to clench, and with a slight quiver of his hand, a Silver Needle appeared between his fingers, barely visible!

One step...

Two steps...

Three steps...

Ye Feng was getting closer and closer to where Huang Batian and others were, and similarly, closer to Zhang Zihan.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the room Zhang Zihan was in, ready to burst out at any moment.

"Lao Er! What's that kid doing in the restroom?" At that moment, one bodyguard saw Ye Feng approaching and asked directly.

The bodyguard's words also caught the attention of Huang Batian and others, as well as Xiong Si. However, when Xiong Si saw Ye Feng's current state, he was startled at first, but when he noticed Ye Feng looking towards the room he was in, his expression drastically changed:

"Careful, he's not Lao Er!!!"

Right after Xiong Si said those words, he tried to aim his gun at Zhang Zihan to shoot.

But at that moment, Ye Feng, like a hawk eyeing its prey, flicked his wrist, and a Needle flew out, flashing by!

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