Chapter 77

In the night of Tianhai, the bustling streets were brightly lit. Many white-collar workers who worked during the day would choose to come out at night to relax. As the pace of city life accelerated, people's stress also increased.

Ye Chenfeng and Houzi stood on a famous bridge in Tianhai. There were few people walking on the bridge at the moment. The two of them leaned on the stone pillars of the bridge, looking at the swift river below. Houzi then began to confide in him about what had been bothering him.

It turned out that Houzi and Ye Chenfeng had encountered similar situations. Two days ago, Houzi's parents died in a car accident. However, there was no apparent conspiracy behind their deaths.

Houzi's father was the eldest son in the family and the head of the family business. With the death of Houzi's parents, his uncles could no longer contain their ambitions and seized control of the family business.

Houzi's grandfather had passed away five years ago. After his uncles seized power, they mercilessly took back the villa where Houzi lived. The cold-blooded actions of his uncles after his parents' death made Houzi contemplate suicide.

Houzi remembered very clearly what his uncles had said to him: "In our eyes, you are nothing but a good-for-nothing. Now that your parents are dead, you will be on your own from now on! The Wang family will no longer have you."

"Boss, do you think I am useless? If my parents saw me like this, they would surely be very disappointed, right?" Houzi picked up a pebble from the bridge and threw it into the swift river with all his might.

Ye Chenfeng patted Houzi on the shoulder and said, "Houzi, you are indeed useless. My parents also died in a car accident. Do you see me acting like you, wanting to die? What we can do is live better, and let those who look down on us see who the real good-for-nothing is."

With Ye Chenfeng's abilities, helping Houzi reclaim his family's assets and control of the business should not be too difficult. However, Ye Chenfeng did not want to do it this way. He wanted to see Houzi stand on his own and make his uncles regret their actions.

"Houzi, I won't interfere in this matter. I hope that one day you can make your uncles stand before you and apologize, and return what belongs to you." Ye Chenfeng patted the stone pillar of the bridge. He did not know when he would find the person responsible for his parents' car accident, but he was very clear that now was not the time. His strength was only at the fourth level of soul power. If he found out who the culprit was and failed to avenge his parents, he might lose his life, which would be truly senseless.

Houzi looked at Ye Chenfeng and nodded silently, saying, "Boss, I know you are doing this for my own good. I have lived for so many years without achieving anything. From now on, I will make my uncles regret their actions."

"That's the spirit! Houzi, don't forget, we are men who stand to urinate. Being timid and fearful is not what we should be." Because Houzi was his brother, Ye Chenfeng would go to great lengths to guide him. If it were someone else, he would not have such patience. Standing on the bridge at night, enduring the cold wind?

"Right, Boss, we are men who stand to urinate." Houzi shouted loudly toward the swift river below, trying to vent all his pain.

"We are men who stand to urinate, we are men who stand to urinate..." Houzi shouted repeatedly until his voice was hoarse and he had no strength left. Looking at Ye Chenfeng standing beside him, he thought, "From now on, my life belongs to you, Boss. You are the only Boss I recognize in this life."

"Ha, men who stand to urinate? You will soon lose your lives, but before that, I will cut off your lower halves and see how you stand to urinate."

More than twenty black vans stopped in front of Ye Chenfeng and Houzi. Jiang Yilong, with a hideous scar on his face, got out of the van and looked at Ye Chenfeng and Houzi with disdain. Clearly, he had heard Houzi's earlier shouts.

Ye Chenfeng remained calm, shrugged his shoulders, and asked with a nonchalant expression, "Who are you? Are you from the Dragon Tooth Gang?"

Ye Chenfeng remembered that Baldy had said his brother was the leader of the Dragon Tooth Gang. The aggressive demeanor and attire of the people in front of him clearly indicated they were from an underground organization, so it was highly likely they were from the Dragon Tooth Gang.

"You are quite smart, with some discernment. I am Jiang Yilong, the leader of the Dragon Tooth Gang. Did you injure my brother?" Jiang Yilong was full of confidence, with fifty subordinates standing behind him. Even if the other party was a skilled fighter, could he possibly defeat fifty people? That was pure nonsense.

"Injured your brother?" Ye Chenfeng looked bewildered, took a coin out of his pocket, and threw it at Jiang Yilong's crotch with incredible speed, leaving everyone present stunned.

With a soft "pfft," Jiang Yilong let out a terrifying scream. Blood could be seen seeping through his pants.

Ye Chenfeng said calmly, "You asked if I injured your brother, right? Now I can clearly tell you that I have crippled your little brother." Ye Chenfeng was completely pretending to be clueless.

Houzi repeatedly thought to himself, "Boss is awesome! Boss is awesome!"

Houzi looked at Jiang Yilong, who was holding his crotch, and said, "It seems you can't even stand to urinate now. Oh, you really shouldn't have offended my Boss!"

Jiang Yilong's subordinates took a moment to react. Qiu Dong, standing beside Jiang Yilong, was terrified. With his keen eye, he knew that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person.

Just throwing a coin by hand could injure someone? Wasn't that something only martial arts experts in movies could do?

Being castrated was a physical and psychological torment for Jiang Yilong. It meant he could no longer touch women or enjoy the pleasures of life, which was unbearable for a normal man.

Lifting his head, Jiang Yilong's face was twisted with anger. The large scar on his face looked like a wriggling worm, making people feel extremely nauseous. He had thought he could easily deal with Ye Chenfeng and Houzi, so he did not have his subordinates take them down immediately. Who knew things would turn out like this? Now, even if he wanted to flay Ye Chenfeng alive, it would not alleviate his anger.