Chapter 15

Go get some people?

Huang Zhendong's face was full of sorrow and anger; today he was truly bullied to the extreme.

He felt extremely upset and frustrated.

But he also knew that saying more nonsense would only lose him more face.

So Huang Zhendong, enduring the pain, took out his phone and shouted, "Kid, just wait."

He was going to get some people; he was going to get justice.

Yang Qianqian and the others were shocked and looked at Ye Fei as if he were a fool.

Not knowing when to quit or to run away, but instead continuing to challenge the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, was simply insane.

No matter how capable Ye Fei was, could he beat fifteen people, fifty people?

Five hundred people?

Yuan Jing's surprise turned to mockery; not knowing when to back down, being rash and impulsive, destined him to be a nobody for life.

Ye Fei ignored Huang Zhendong and the others, standing in place and continuously circulating the *Taiji Scripture*.

Apart from needing to quickly recover his energy and strength, he also had to suppress the cruelty and killing intent in his heart.

He felt that the fire he had suppressed in the morning was burning fiercely again.

If he didn't vent this fire, it would severely burn him.

Could it be that the lack of white light and the imbalance of yin and yang had changed him?

"Wo—" As Ye Fei's thoughts raced, the Four Seas Building boiled up again, with over twenty tough guys dragging steel pipes rushing out.

Then, eight minivans drove onto the street.

Huang Zhendong had called back the core members who were working outside.

The car doors opened, and over seventy Four Seas thugs emerged, not necessarily muscular, but with fierce expressions, clearly troublemakers.

They said nothing, put on gloves and masks.

Then, they dragged several large boxes out of the car, dropped them on the ground, opened them, and they were all titanium alloy batons.

Each person got one, and they snapped them in their palms, making a clapping sound.

Professional, ruthless.

Yang Qianqian and the others sneered again, waiting for Ye Fei to get into trouble.

In their minds, Ye Fei shouldn't be so formidable.

Small merchants hurriedly closed their doors; the bolder ones dared to sneak a peek at these tough guys, while the more timid ones simply hid, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, Huang Zhendong immediately felt more confident, pointed at Ye Fei, and roared, "Brothers, take this kid out..." Over a hundred people surrounded Ye Fei.

"Whoosh—" Ye Fei didn't waste any words; his body shot out like a cannonball, instantly knocking over the commanding Huang Zhendong.

"Ouch—" Huang Zhendong was directly thrown out, knocking over a dozen people and falling to the ground, looking extremely wretched.

The dozens of thugs were momentarily stunned, then roared in unison.

"Kill—" They swung their batons and charged at Ye Fei.

Ye Fei counterattacked.

Although there were dozens of them, Ye Fei was completely fearless, the *Taiji Scripture* circulating, his fighting power unceasing.

One against ten.

Several thugs who charged forward found themselves flying into the air before their batons even touched Ye Fei, followed by intense pain.

Crashing to the ground! Ribs broken.

Ye Fei was extremely fast, covering the distance of several meters in an instant.

Close combat.

Ye Fei snatched a baton and swung it like a meteor.

The wind whistled, as fast as lightning.

"Bang bang bang—" Six thugs' heads ached, and they fell to the ground, screaming.

Blood flowed from their foreheads.

Ye Fei didn't stop, turned his body, and swept through a dozen people.

Fast and ruthless.

"Ah—" Another series of screams came from the surroundings.

A dozen thugs, clutching their broken hands, retreated, their batons falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, over twenty people were taken down, showcasing Ye Fei's ferocity.

Huang Zhendong was dazed, present at the scene but unable to see how Ye Fei moved.

He began to feel that Ye Fei was somewhat eerie.

Yang Qianqian and the others were similarly surprised, originally thinking that Ye Fei would be overwhelmed, if not dead, at least severely injured.

But unexpectedly, Ye Fei was so fierce, taking down the charging thugs with just a few baton strikes.

"How can this be?"

Yuan Jing muttered, "How can this be?"

In her view, Ye Fei would definitely be beaten to a pulp today; even if he could beat ten or twenty people, he couldn't possibly beat a hundred.

But the current situation showed that Ye Fei was truly one against a hundred.

When did Ye Fei become so powerful?

This former boyfriend, who once knelt before her and begged for a loan of ten thousand, seemed to be on a path of revenge, growing to a level she could never reach.

She couldn't accept it.

"Continue!"

Twenty people were taken down, but Ye Fei showed no joy or excitement; he just hooked his finger at Huang Zhendong.

Huang Zhendong, furious, shouted, "Go!"

As he spoke, dozens more charged forward.

"Bang!"

Amid the shock of the crowd, Ye Fei moved his feet, his body swayed, and he kicked one person out seven or eight meters.

Then he delivered a flying kick, and the opponent fell like a pumpkin.

Subsequently, Ye Fei charged into the crowd, swinging his baton.

Huang Zhendong and the others couldn't even see the baton.

What they saw was a beam of light swirling around Ye Fei, like a silver snake dancing, like a dragon rising.

Screams and panic quickly became the main melody.

The scene was as chaotic as it could be.

No one expected that dozens of tough guys couldn't overpower one person.

The twenty thugs who charged forward were once again taken down by Ye Fei.

One by one, they either had broken hands and feet or heads split open.

The last rays of the sunset cast a beautiful arc around Ye Fei's figure.

Yuan Jing's expression was slightly dazed, her heart increasingly heavy.

No, no, I can't accept this... "Clang—" At this moment, Ye Fei extended his baton, blocking seven steel pipes, and then kicked out.

"Bang!"

Eight people were thrown to the ground! Unmatched! Ye Fei looked at the remaining thugs and sneered, "Continue!"

The cold, impersonal words hit Huang Zhendong and the others hard.

After years of bullying, they now felt a sense of collapse.

Huang Zhendong gritted his teeth, "Go!"

Over fifty people roared and charged forward.

Ye Fei met them head-on, his baton like a spear cutting through waves, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

Screams continued without pause.

In a moment, Ye Fei had cut through the ranks of over fifty people.

Behind him, the Four Seas warriors lay with bruised faces, broken hands, and broken feet.

Screams, injuries, and shock filled the scene; one against a hundred, it was not a myth.

After kicking the last thug to the ground, Ye Fei slowly walked toward the pale-faced Huang Zhendong: "Continue..." Hearing these two words, Huang Zhendong and the others instantly collapsed.

"Go, go... don't come near me."

Huang Zhendong, while shouting at the thugs to get up and continue charging, trembled and stepped back, warning Ye Fei, "Don't come near me, don't come near me..."

At this moment, Huang Zhendong was four parts fearful, three parts aggrieved, and three parts painful, with no part of him unconvinced.

No one struggled to protect Huang Zhendong; apart from many losing their fighting ability, the most important reason was that Ye Fei was simply a devil... This kid, he was... really too terrifying.

"Stop talking nonsense, call more people, continue calling more people."

At this moment, Ye Fei walked up to Huang Zhendong, "Call the best, the most formidable people..."

Huang Zhendong's face turned green, but he still gritted his teeth and made another call.

Soon, over a hundred more members of the outer hall arrived in ten more cars.

Ye Fei didn't waste any words, and with a mighty momentum, he knocked them to the ground.

"Call more people, continue calling more people..." Ye Fei slapped Huang Zhendong's face.

Huang Zhendong, trembling, called for more people.

Soon, over two hundred more thugs arrived, but their fighting ability was even weaker.

Ye Fei effortlessly took them down.

Five hundred people... "Bang!"

When Ye Fei kicked Huang Zhendong to the ground again, the sound of his fall heavily impacted the hearts of Huang Dongqiang and the others.

Yang Qianqian and the others were heartbroken; the gangster boss they admired, Huang Zhendong, was so easily defeated by Ye Fei.

Ye Fei, whom they looked down upon, now seemed to be standing on their heads, looking down on them.

Yuan Jing's feelings were even more complex.

This battle.

It was a thousand humiliations, a unity of hearts, the deep-seated anger from the depths of her heart, like a raging fire that threatened to consume her.

Ye Fei, whom she had always looked down upon.

He had so simply and brutally made her lose face, completely defeated.

She didn't know how to describe her feelings.

Mostly, she felt frustrated, but there was also a sense of amazement. The more amazed she was, the more uncomfortable she felt.

In the end, she could only clench her hands, her veins bulging: So what if you can fight? Can you achieve something great?

What era are we in now? No matter how good your skills are, you can't match a gun.

But the more she thought this way, the more uncomfortable she felt, especially seeing the admiration in her companions' eyes, which made her even more uncomfortable.

Huang Dongqiang kept repeating, "This can't be! This can't be..."

In front of the open space, Ye Fei stepped on Huang Zhendong, "Call more people, continue calling more people!"

"Brother, there's no one left..." Huang Zhendong had a pained expression, "There's really no one left."

He had already called all the elite members of the chamber; the rest were just low-level thugs, and more would only be slaughtered.

Who else could he call?

Who else could he call?

Mr. Du?

If Mr. Du knew the entire chamber had been taken out, he would probably shoot Huang Zhendong first.

Ye Fei shouted at Huang Zhendong, "Is the mighty Four Seas Chamber of Commerce only capable of fielding five hundred fighters?"

"Is this all the fighting power you have?"

"You've disappointed me too much, and you've let Mr. Du down too much."

Ye Fei, frustrated, said, "Take the phone, call, call Mr. Du."

Too much bullying, too much bullying.

Huang Zhendong was almost in tears; his world wasn't like this, and his understanding didn't include such a situation.

In the next moment, he bent his knees and knelt before Ye Fei, "Brother, brother, I was wrong, I really was wrong."

"I'll kowtow and apologize, just give me one more chance..."

He wept bitterly, "I will never dare to offend you again."

"Two million, no, ten million, I'll hand it over..."