Chapter 105: Today, No One Can Touch a Single Hair on You or Me. I Said It.

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Today, No One Can Touch a Single Hair on You or Me. I Said It.

Wang Genzhi snapped back to his senses. He quickly stepped in front of Ye Feng, shouting frantically, "Ye Feng, what are you doing? That’s Young Master Meng!"

He then turned to Meng Weifeng, his voice trembling as he called out:

"Young Master Meng, I’m so sorry, I apologize..."

"Shut your damn mouth." Meng Weifeng’s bloodshot eyes glared at Wang Genzhi as he roared, "You think you can beat the shit out of me and make it all go away with a simple ’sorry’? Who the hell do you think you are...?"

Before he could finish, Ye Feng’s leg shot out, kicking Meng Weifeng square in the groin.

With a sickening double thud, Meng Weifeng was thoroughly stripped of his manhood. Ye Feng watched him and said calmly:

"So an apology wasn’t enough. Is this?"

Meng Weifeng let out an inhuman scream of pain, his body curling up like a shrimp.

The curly-haired woman beside him was dumbfounded. In Jiangcheng, Meng Weifeng did whatever he pleased. It was always him bullying others; when had he ever been on the receiving end of something like this?

The curly-haired woman stood stunned for a long moment before she reacted. She gritted her teeth and spat,

"You’re in for it now. You’re in deep, deep trouble. Just you wait."

She whipped out her phone and made a call. The second it connected, she started wailing, "Dad! Someone smashed my face in! And Weifeng... he’s been castrated! They castrated him while he was conscious! Waaaah..."

An enraged roar erupted from the phone. "How dare they touch my daughter-in-law! How dare they ruin my son! Tell him to stay right where he is! I’d like to see just who this big shot thinks he is!"

There was a loud SLAM, followed by the dial tone.

The curly-haired woman lowered her phone, snarling at Ye Feng through clenched teeth, "You piece of shit! You’re going to pay for this today! You’re going to pay a terrible price..."

Before her words had even faded, Ye Feng kicked her in the lower abdomen. The curly-haired woman fell to the ground and slid a full twenty meters down the corridor, slamming into the wall at the far end before she finally stopped.

Her head slammed against the wall, opening another bloody gash. Blood streamed down her face. Her body was scraped raw in multiple places, the flesh on her knees and hands torn open. In moments, she was covered in blood.

Ye Feng regarded her calmly. "A terrible price. You mean like this?"

The curly-haired woman trembled in agony. She looked up, her eyes bloodshot, glaring at Ye Feng as if she wanted to tear him limb from limb.

She looked at Ye Feng and opened her mouth, about to unleash a torrent of curses, but then she clamped it shut. Staring into his wolf-like eyes, she was utterly convinced that if she dared to spew another foul word, he would actually kill her.

Beside them, Wang Genzhi was frightened out of his wits. He looked at Ye Feng, his voice trembling as he cried, "My boy, you’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest! A huge one! That’s the Meng family we’re talking about! One of the Four Great Families of Jiangcheng!"

Ye Feng pulled Wang Luyao into his arms and looked at Wang Genzhi, his voice calm. "Forget about a mere Meng family. Even if God himself dared to bully my woman, I’d make him pay a terrible price!"

As his voice fell, a terrifying killing intent instantly filled the air, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

Everyone in the crowd fell deathly silent. They stared at Ye Feng, realizing in that moment that he was a ruthless one.

Seeing the arrogant and tyrannical Meng Weifeng get what he deserved, the onlookers felt a wave of immense satisfaction.

Serves him right!

Scum like him who go around bullying people deserve to run into someone ruthless. This is exactly the kind of karma they should get.

But soon, some people began to worry.

This was Meng Weifeng, after all. And behind him stood the terrifying Meng family!

With Meng Weifeng beaten to such a state, there was no way the Meng family would let this slide. A monumental clash was inevitable!

But whether this young man would overpower the Meng family, or whether the Meng family would grind him into the dust, no one could say.

Still, they secretly hoped the young man would emerge victorious. But the odds were infinitesimally small.

Taking on a monstrous family like the Mengs all by himself? It was pure fantasy.

Just as everyone’s hearts were pounding with anxiety, the roar of engines sounded from outside, followed by the screech of brakes.

Moments later, a large group of people stormed in.

They were all dressed in identical black suits with buzz cuts, and the gleaming machetes in their hands were almost blinding. The moment they entered the hall, a bone-chilling killing intent radiated outwards, making everyone’s hair stand on end.

A middle-aged man stepped out from the group and strode onto the scene.

The man was short and stout, with a bald head. His eyes were small, narrow slits, but they gleamed with a cold light that made him look like a venomous viper poised to strike.

Someone in the crowd recognized him and gasped, "Patriarch Meng... That’s the Patriarch of the Meng family."

The man was none other than Meng Gui, Patriarch of the Meng family, which ranked second among Jiangcheng’s Four Great Families.

Upon seeing Meng Gui, it was as if the curly-haired woman had found her lifeline. She scrambled over, collapsed to her knees in front of him, and hugged his leg, wailing hysterically:

"Dad, look what they did to me!"

Then she pointed at Meng Weifeng, who was curled up on the floor, having passed out from the pain. She cried:

"Your son... they castrated him! He can never be a man again! Waaah... Dad, you have to get revenge for us!"

Meng Gui staggered over and cradled the unconscious Meng Weifeng. He saw the splintered bone jutting from his son’s broken wrist, saw his leg hanging at an unnatural angle, clearly snapped. Then his eyes fell upon the blood-soaked groin, and a grief-stricken howl escaped his lips.

"My son... it’s because I’ve been too merciful. I let people think the Meng family was a pushover, that they could step on us whenever they pleased!"

He snapped his head up, his gaze locking onto Ye Feng’s back. An overwhelming killing intent erupted from him.

Seeing Meng Gui’s bloodshot eyes, Wang Genzhi was utterly petrified. He hurried over and pleaded urgently,

"Patriarch Meng, please don’t be angry! Please, just listen to me..."

Before he could finish, Meng Gui spun to face him and spoke through gritted teeth:

"My daughter-in-law was beaten beyond recognition, and you tell me not to be angry?

My son’s limbs were broken, and you tell me not to be angry?

My son was castrated, and you tell me not to be angry?

He is my Meng family’s only son! He’s been castrated! This cuts off my family’s bloodline! This is an attempt to wipe out my entire lineage!

How about I slaughter your entire family and then tell *you* not to be angry? How would that sound?"

Wang Genzhi was stunned speechless by Meng Gui’s terrifying killing intent. He stood with his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

Meng Gui spun around to face Ye Feng’s back and spoke, each word dripping with venom. "You piece of shit. You hurt my daughter-in-law and ruined my son. You have crossed a line that should never be crossed. If I don’t destroy you today, if I don’t wipe out your entire clan, then my name isn’t Meng!"

With that, he roared at the men in black suits behind him, "Move! I want this bastard sliced to ribbons!"

The men roared in acknowledgment and, brandishing their machetes, closed in on Ye Feng.

Wang Luyao’s face went white with fright. She bit her lip, then suddenly stepped forward, placing herself directly in front of Ye Feng. She faced the men and shouted:

"This whole thing started because of me! It has nothing to do with him! If you’re going to kill someone, kill me! I’m begging you, please let him go!"

Seeing Wang Luyao risk her own life to protect him, Ye Feng’s heart warmed. He reached out, pulled her into his embrace, and spoke gently:

"It’s okay. Don’t worry. No one will lay a single finger on either of us today. I promise."