The cold street was dimly lit, a chill breeze blowing through, adding to the icy atmosphere.

Ye Feng and his companions were standing quietly by the roadway, watching this group of unwelcome guests emerge.

This group of about forty to fifty people were all wearing black tank tops with two stripes and carrying baseball bats. Each of them had a strong physique, their bare muscles bulging high with various tattooed patterns.

Seeing these people, Mo Lin and the others turned pale, the drunken haze in their heads clearing up significantly.

"People from Red Rose!"

The faces of Mo Lin and the others became awkward; they hadn't anticipated that Red Rose would be so petty as to send people to ambush them outside the bar.

"Brothers, is there some sort of misunderstanding?" Mo Lin tried to smooth things over with a forced smile.

"Misunderstanding? Absolutely! It's a huge misunderstanding!"

A sharp and cold voice rang out, coming from a young man at the forefront.

Evil Qi was faintly visible on the young man's body as he stared intently at Ye Feng, a sinister smile curling at the corners of his mouth:

"Kid! It's only been two days, you haven't forgotten me, have you?"

Hearing this, Mo Lin's pupils shrank as he realized that the confrontation was due to a previous grudge with Ye Feng and not because of the night's events at the bar.

Ye Feng smiled faintly; he had already recognized the two young men at the front of the group as A Bao's minions who had troubled him alongside Li An.

That time, A Bao had brought four minions, two of whom had their arms broken, while these two were merely knocked unconscious by Ye Feng's kicks.

"Of course I haven't forgotten! What, not satisfied with last time, you want to try to gain face back?" asked Ye Feng, a playful smirk on his lips.

Hearing this, the breathing of the two young men hitched, their expressions turning sharp.

Being knocked out by Ye Feng's kick was a complete humiliation for them. They had wanted to seek revenge on Ye Feng ever since, but were repeatedly stopped by Brother Bao.

Now, following Brother Hu's orders, the two were naturally excited:

"Last time we were caught off guard, but now with so many brothers, how many can you take down? If you're wise, you'll come with us! Someone is waiting for you!"

The two waved their hands, and the dozens of toughs behind them began to strike the ground with their baseball bats, creating a loud and rhythmic clang that was incessant and imposing.

Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, but the young man's words piqued his curiosity: "Who's waiting for me?"

"Hmph! You'll find out when you get there!" The two young men snorted coldly, evidently running out of patience:

"So, are you going on your own, or shall our brothers invite you?"

"Since you're so eager, why don't you do the inviting?" Despite the threat in the two young men's words, Ye Feng's face showed a slight smile.

"Fine! Since you wish it, we brothers will oblige!"

The two young men had known that Ye Feng wouldn't easily go with them, and now with a ferocious look on their faces, they addressed the toughs behind them:

"This guy broke the arms of our two brothers. This time, break his arms and take him to see Brother Hu!"

Having said this, the two waved their baseball bats and charged forward.

Behind them, the dozens of burly henchmen, also brandishing baseball bats, surged towards Ye Feng and his companions with menacing force.

"Fight!!!"

Knowing that the situation was beyond repair, Mo Lin, Ling Shaofeng, and the others let out war cries as they rushed to meet their assailants.

In an instant, the quiet street erupted into a fierce battle, where two groups clashed fiercely against each other.

Unlike the fervent melee on the street, Ye Feng was remarkably leisurely.

He didn't join the fight, but instead strolled back and forth by the roadside, occasionally bending down to pick up stones.

Roar roar roar!

The fight between the two groups was extraordinarily fierce; Mo Lin and others were outnumbered and unarmed, clearly at a disadvantage.

However, strangely enough, every time an opponent's baseball bat was about to hit them, a stone would fly over and knock the attacker back.

This situation wasn't the first time nor the second time they had fought. After a quarter of an hour, Ling Shaofeng and his men were unharmed, while half of the opponents were knocked to the ground.

Ye Feng felt somewhat bored and simply sat on the curb, watching the fight while occasionally throwing some pebbles into the mix.

"Damn it! Take down that bastard first!"

The two young men's faces grew uglier as they realized that those pebbles were thrown by Ye Feng. Overcome with rage, they bellowed and led the remaining twenty or so men in a rapid assault towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, seeing this scene, just sneered coldly and, after tossing the remaining few pebbles, slowly stood up.

Argh...

The pebbles instantly knocked down several more men, and by the time they reached Ye Feng, only about a dozen were left.

"Kill him!!!"

These men were full of hatred towards Ye Feng, and with a loud shout, they all swung their baseball bats at Ye Feng with full force.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The baseball bats came whistling down with fierce momentum.

But Ye Feng had a slight chill in his expression, and his body shot forward, directly facing the onslaught.

Ye Feng was extremely fast, and before the men could see clearly, he was already in front of one of them. He swung his fist and smashed it against the baseball bat wielded by the man.

Thump!

Crack crack!

The thick baseball bat, fragile as a matchstick, was shattered by Ye Feng's punch, which then ferociously hit the man's chest.

Ahh...

The man's eyes widened in horror as his chest caved in instantly. The tremendous pain overwhelmed him, and like a kite with its string cut, he was blown several meters away, spitting blood, and fell unconscious.

This blow startled everyone present!

They couldn't fathom what kind of strength was required to send a grown man flying several meters!

But Ye Feng paid no heed to their shock. His figure flashed and he moved to another person, his fist thundering through the air as he struck fiercely.

Suddenly, the situation on the field drastically changed, and Mo Lin and the others became mere spectators.

Ye Feng, like a tiger among sheep, sent men flying with each punch.

Mo Lin and the others were filled with dread. To them, these men were no different from infants in Ye Feng's hands, completely at his mercy with overwhelming force.

In less than a minute, a dozen men were all knocked to the ground, and only Ye Feng and the two young men were left standing.

"You... how is this possible!!!"

The ferocity in the young men's eyes had turned to fear. If they had not experienced Ye Feng's prowess before, by now, Ye Feng had become a synonym for fear!

However, Ye Feng didn't waste any words. In a flash, he was in front of the two, grabbed their arms, and forcefully twisted them.

Crack!

The harsh sound of breaking echoed, followed by the young men's piercing screams.

Ye Feng's gaze was ice-cold, without a hint of mercy, as he then said to Mo Lin and the others:

"Let's go! Let's see who is waiting for me!"

Saying this, Ye Feng grabbed the broken arms of the two young men and dragged them across the ground like dead dogs towards the Rose Bar.

All along the way, the young men's screams grew more and more agonizing, the severe pain in their arms making them feel that death was preferable to this agony.

And the customers coming out of the bar looked shocked as they recognized these two young men. It didn't occur to them that someone would dare to lay hands on Red Rose's men!

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