Chapter 152: This Time, A Great Slaughter

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: This Time, A Great Slaughter

But just then, a large hand shot out and grabbed the casually dressed man’s hand. With a reverse grip and a sharp CRACK, the man’s left hand was snapped.

The casually dressed man let out a bloodcurdling scream, released Xu Qiqi, and staggered back.

Just then, a calm voice spoke up, "No one dares to mess with you? I find that hard to believe."

The one who had acted was Ye Feng!

Seeing Ye Feng, Xu Qiqi stumbled over to him and grabbed his hand, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Feng patted the back of her hand and said calmly, "I’m here. It’s okay."

The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, the bald man rushed over, glaring at him and snarling through gritted teeth:

"You piece of shit! How dare you touch our Young Master Ding! You’re fucking looking for death."

With that, he charged at Ye Feng and swung a punch. But before it could land, Ah Dao grabbed him by the neck and threw him aside, leaving him to wail in agony on the ground.

When Xu Qiqi saw this, her face went pale with fright. She looked at Ye Feng and cried out anxiously,

"Big brother, please stop! They’re from the Dragon King Pavilion! You can’t afford to provoke them!"

She then stepped forward and began bowing repeatedly to the casually dressed man, apologizing nonstop.

"Young Master Ding, I’m so sorry, it’s all my fault! Please don’t hold it against my big brother..."

"Shut your damn mouth!" But before she could finish, the casually dressed man cut her off rudely. "My fucking wrist is broken, and you want me to let him go? No fucking way! Today, I’m going to make him understand the price of offending me..."

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Feng raised his right hand and slapped him hard across the face.

SLAP! With a crisp sound, one side of the man’s face immediately swelled up.

Ye Feng looked at the man with a grin and asked,

"Is this the price you were talking about?"

"You..." The casually dressed man stared at Ye Feng, his eyes turning red with fury.

But the bald man beside him could tell Ye Feng was not someone to be trifled with. He quickly pulled the casually dressed man back, saying through gritted teeth,

"Young Master Ding, don’t waste time talking to him! Let’s go!"

With that, he pulled the man over to a nearby Bentley, helped him into the car, then turned back to look at Ye Feng with a sinister smile.

"You piece of shit, do you have any idea who Young Master Ding is? Let me enlighten you. He’s Ding Shaohui, the son of Ding Guardian Ding Qiang, one of the sixteen Guardians of the Dragon King Pavilion.

You’d better pray you can withstand Ding Guardian’s wrath. Otherwise, you should start thinking about how you want to die!"

Then, he floored the accelerator and sped away.

Beside them, Xu Qiqi looked at Ye Feng, her voice trembling as she cried, "Big brother, you’re in huge trouble now! Oh no, what are we going to do? It’s all my fault for dragging you into this!"

Finally, she grit her teeth and said, "This won’t do. I’m going to the Dragon King Pavilion to find Young Master Ding right now. No matter the cost, I have to make him let you go."

With that, she turned to leave.

Hearing Xu Qiqi’s words, Ye Feng nodded slightly. ’She’s a good girl who knows how to repay kindness,’ he thought.

He stepped forward, blocking Xu Qiqi’s path, and said with a smile, "Qiqi, don’t worry. I can handle this. You don’t need to get involved."

After speaking, he and Ah Dao turned and got into their car. He chuckled and said, "Let’s go. We’ll deliver ourselves to their doorstep. It’ll save them the trouble of searching all over the world for us!"

Ye Feng spoke with a smile, but Ah Dao could clearly sense the killing intent in his words—a bone-chilling killing intent.

Ah Dao instantly understood. This time, there was going to be a massacre.

Just then, Xu Qiqi ran over, quickly pulled open the car door, and got in. Her face was pale as she said, "I’ll go too! I can help plead for you when we get there!"

Ye Feng just smiled calmly, floored the accelerator, and the car sped toward the Nanjun Dragon King Pavilion.

...

In the eastern suburbs of the city,

There was a cluster of buildings with green-tiled roofs and cyan bricks, nestled amidst a grove of osmanthus trees. Though not extravagant, they possessed a certain elegance.

This was,

The Nanjun Dragon King Pavilion.

Inside the great hall of the Dragon King Pavilion,

Several men were seated, leisurely sipping tea.

At the head of the group sat a middle-aged man with a crew cut, dressed in the Dragon King Pavilion’s training uniform. Embroidered on the left side of his chest was a ferocious red dragon, a silent testament to his status.

He was Huang Xin, the Deputy Squad Leader of the Nanjun Dragon King Pavilion.

Seated below him were two other middle-aged men. On the left breast of their training uniforms was an embroidered Cyan Dragon.

One had inverted eyebrows and a face full of brutish flesh—Ding Qiang, a Guardian of the Dragon King Pavilion.

The other wore glasses and had a refined, scholarly air—Wang Tao, also a Guardian of the Dragon King Pavilion.

Just then, Ding Qiang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said to Huang Xin with a smile,

"Squad Leader Huang, Cui Biao called me. Said something about needing to protect the family of some ’Young Pavilion Master’ and asked me to arrange for men to go to Jiangcheng.

He was asking for a favor, but he didn’t have the attitude of someone asking for a favor, so I shut him down flat. I told him if he wants us to send men, he can come here and ask properly himself."

Hearing this, Wang Tao, who was sitting nearby, frowned. "Ding Guardian, the Young Pavilion Master is the new top dog of our Dragon King Pavilion. Isn’t it improper to treat him like this?"

Ding Qiang curled his lip. "He needs our help to protect his own family, and he’s supposed to be the new ’top dog’? Is he even worthy?

The way I see it, he must have gotten this position by sucking up to the Elder Pavilion Master through some connection.

Here in the Dragon King Pavilion, strength is what earns respect. A piece of trash like him wants to order us around? He can go to hell."

Wang Tao’s expression changed drastically. Those words went too far.

He didn’t argue with Ding Qiang. Instead, he turned to Huang Xin and said, "Squad Leader Huang, since the Young Pavilion Master has requested that we send men, I think you should do so quickly. He’s going to be our boss, after all!"

Huang Xin put down his teacup and said calmly, "Actually, I think Ding Guardian has a point. The Dragon King Pavilion respects strength above all. We need to make him understand that he has to respect us old-timers. Trying to throw his weight around with his title? That kind of thing doesn’t fly in the Dragon King Pavilion!

Ding Guardian is right. He wants me to send men? No problem. He should come here in person. Besides,"

Huang Xin took another sip of tea and chuckled. "We’d also like to see for ourselves what kind of character our new Young Pavilion Master is!"

Ding Qiang burst out laughing. "Exactly! We should put him in his place!"

Wang Tao’s frown deepened.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the entrance. Soon, a figure stumbled in, saw Ding Qiang, and burst into tears.

"Dad, look! My hand is broken! I’ve been bullied to death! Waaaah..."

It was none other than Ding Qiang’s son, Ding Shaohui, who had just been beaten up by Ye Feng.

Seeing Ding Shaohui covered in blood, Ding Qiang rushed over. When he saw that his son’s wrist was snapped, with the bone jutting out, Ding Qiang’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He growled through gritted teeth,

"Someone dared to touch my son? Let’s go! Take me to see who this supposed titan is, see if he really has three heads and six arms."

With that, he started to lead Ding Shaohui outside.

Huang Xin slammed the table and roared, "Daring to bully the son of a Dragon King Pavilion Guardian? That’s a slap in the face to our entire Dragon King Pavilion!"

He then bellowed, "Pass the order! Assemble everyone in the Dragon King Pavilion! We’re going to back up Ding Guardian!"

A large crowd quickly surged toward the entrance. Just as they reached the doorway and were about to get into their cars, a Range Rover came speeding toward them, screeching to a halt. A man pushed the door open and got out.

It was Ye Feng.

When Ding Shaohui saw Ye Feng, he shrieked, "Dad, that’s him! That’s the piece of shit who hit me! He actually delivered himself to our doorstep!"

"Surround him! Don’t let him escape!" Ding Qiang roared, stopping in his tracks.

In an instant, the members of the Dragon King Pavilion swarmed forward, surrounding Ye Feng and Ah Dao.