948 You Owe Me This!
In the heavy rain, Ye Feng was the first to charge into the enemy formation.
The thug of the Han family who was charging at them was obviously a veteran. The machete in his hand slashed down diagonally, and his aura was very fierce.
Ye Feng’s right hand reached out like lightning, grabbing his right hand that was holding the blade, he turned around and smashed his left elbow on his forehead.
The man grunted and was about to fall back.
At the same time, another thug had already slashed at him from the front with a knife.
Ye Feng did not have time to release his right hand. He grabbed that person’s wrist and held it above his head.
Clang…
The two machetes clashed together, creating a series of sparks.
Ye Feng grabbed that person’s wrist and swung it, directly cutting off the thug’s wrist. Blood spurted out as the machete fell to the ground.
Before the machete landed on the ground, Ye Feng suddenly kicked out, changing the direction of the machete.
It pierced into the abdomen of a thug who was coming from the left.
With a flip of his right hand, the first thug he captured did not resist at all. The machete in his hand directly stabbed into his thigh.
It sounded complicated, but all of this happened in a flash. He had already crippled three of the thugs.
Cheng Fei’er was not inferior at all. The combat techniques of the Security Team were completely prepared for killing. There were no fancy moves at all. One move after another, they went straight for the vital points.
In an instant, she crippled two people.
The two of them smiled at each other and continued to rush into the crowd.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The raindrops hit the ground like a death charm. The entire antique street was covered in blood.
The blood and rainwater mixed together and flowed into the sewers.
The people who witnessed this scene were completely scared silly.
They had only seen such a scene in movies. Who would have thought that it would happen in reality?
The impact of reality was clearly ten times, or even a hundred times stronger than the movie.
In their eyes, Ye Feng and Cheng Fei’er were like a pair of martial artists. They were attacking from left to right while being surrounded by dozens of saber-wielding thugs. They were extremely carefree.
As for Lee Young-Ki and the rest of the Koreans, they were even more shocked.
Never in their dreams would they have thought that these two people’s combat strength would be so abnormal. They were actually still safe and sound in the siege of dozens of people, advancing and retreating freely.
If these people from the Han family really could not stop them, then the consequences… It was simply unimaginable.
They had obviously thought of this possibility, and their faces turned abnormally pale.
Not to mention them, even Han Antong was scared silly.
Looking at his subordinates being taken care of one by one, he only wanted to turn around and run, but he realized that his legs were not listening to him at all. He could only watch the two of them get closer and closer.
Two minutes later, the 30 or so subordinates he brought with him were all lying on the ground, wailing and screaming.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng and Cheng Fei’er walked in front of him in a carefree manner.
“You’re the only one left now.”
Ye Feng had a mocking smile on his face. It was exactly the same as the smile on his face earlier.
Han Antong trembled as he held the machete, but he did not even have the courage to raise it. “I… I’m the Second Young Master of the Han family. If you dare to lay a finger on me, my father won’t let you off.”
When Ye Feng heard his threat, he could not help but laugh. “What an idiot. You still dare to be stubborn when you are about to die?”
Seeing that his threats were useless, Han Antong knelt on the ground with a thud. “Please let me go. I can give you money, a lot of money. I just hope you can let me live…”
Ye Feng revealed a look of disdain. “Weren’t you very arrogant just now? Cowering so quickly? What a soft bone. If I kill you, my hands will be dirty.”
Han Antong immediately heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that this kid was still afraid of the Han family.
“Then… Can I go now?”
As he spoke, he tried to get up from the ground.
“I haven’t finished speaking.” Ye Feng then continued: “You can avoid death, but you can’t escape punishment. I will cut off one of your arms as a warning.”
Han Antong’s expression changed drastically. Before he could say anything, Ye Feng had already picked up a machete from the ground with the tip of his toes and slashed down.
Pfft…
Han Antong’s right arm was cut off at the root. With a scream, he fell to the ground and wailed.
Everyone present widened their eyes in horror. He even dared to cut the Second Young Master of the Han family?
He had gone crazy, he had really gone crazy!
Ye Feng did not look at him again. He turned around and walked toward Lee Young-Ki.
Lee Young-Ki and the others were already scared silly. They never dreamed that this young man would be so cruel.
Seeing Ye Feng walking out of the rain like a god of death, those who were timid had already wet their pants.
“Sir, please listen to my explanation…”
Lee Young-Ki opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to discuss with the other party.
But Ye Feng did not give him a chance at all. “I just wanted to win some money and leave, why did you force me? As adults, everyone has to bear the consequences of their own choices. You are no exception.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the machete in his hand flashed.
Many people didn’t even see his movements clearly. Lee Young-Ki had already fallen to the ground. The tendons in his hands and feet had been broken, and he was completely crippled.
“Ah…”
Lee Young-Ki wailed in pain on the ground, but the pain in his heart was far greater than the pain in his body.
Everything he had came from his Thousand Arts. With his hands and feet crippled, he was completely reduced to a cripple.
Everything turned into nothingness.
Ye Feng did not look at him again. He turned to look at Park Sangwoo.
Park Sangwoo met his gaze and immediately shivered. He knelt on the ground. “I… I…”
He really wanted to beg for mercy, but he was so scared that he couldn’t even organize his words.
Ye Feng looked at him with disdain. “Don’t worry, every debt has its owner, he is the one who wanted to kill me, I will not implicate the innocent.”
Park Sangwoo immediately shed tears of gratitude. “Thank you… Thank…”
Before he could finish his words, the machete in Ye Feng’s hand flashed again.
By the time he retracted it, the words ‘I’m a pig’ had already appeared on Park Sangwoo’s face. His face was covered in blood, and it was extremely terrifying.
“This is what you owe me. I’ll personally fulfill it. Isn’t that reasonable?”
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Park Sangwoo covered his face and knelt on the ground as he wailed. He cried so hard that his heart was torn apart.
The crowd of onlookers watched all of this in silence. No one dared to make a sound.
In their eyes, Ye Feng was no different from a god of death.
Almost in an instant, more than 30 members of the Han family were all crippled. Even the Second Young Master of the Han family had one of his arms cut off.
As for Lee Young-Ki, his hand and leg tendons were cut off, and Park Sangwoo was disfigured…
This young man’s thunderbolt methods were simply terrifying.
After doing all this, Ye Feng threw away the machete in his hand and smiled at everyone. “How is it? I didn’t embarrass us Chinese, did you?”
His current smile was like a sunny boy-next-door. There was no trace of the murderous aura from before.