Chapter 251: With Just This Much Courage, You Want to Kill Someone?

Chapter 251: Chapter 251: With Just This Much Courage, You Want to Kill Someone?

Upon seeing Ye Feng, Qin Nuannuan’s face instantly broke into a joyous smile. She stumbled over to him and threw her arms around him, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Feng patted Qin Nuannuan’s back and spoke gently, "It’s okay. I’m here now."

The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, Wen Buchu, who was standing behind them, glared at him and roared furiously:

"’I’m here now’? Who the fuck do you think you are? You want to play the hero and save the damsel in distress? Let me tell you something: not only will you fail to save her, but you’ll die right here with her!"

Qin Nuannuan abruptly looked up and shrieked at Wen Buchu, "Do you have any idea who he is? I’m telling you, he is the prince consort!"

As soon as Qin Nuannuan’s words fell, Wen Buchu’s eyes turned bloodshot. He stared daggers at Ye Feng and growled through gritted teeth:

"So it was you, you bastard, who killed my brother! It was you, you scum, who killed my father!

I was planning to kill this bitch, Qin Nuannuan, and then come looking for you. I never thought you’d deliver yourself right to my doorstep!

Good. Now you won’t be leaving here today either!"

Qin Nuannuan stared at Wen Buchu, unable to believe her ears. "I already told you, he’s the prince consort! How... how dare you still be so insolent toward him...?"

But before she could finish, Wen Buchu roughly cut her off. "What bullshit prince consort? Right now, all I see is the man who murdered my father."

Ye Feng looked at Wen Buchu and chuckled. "To dare say something so utterly treasonous... aren’t you afraid I’ll have your entire clan exterminated?"

Wen Buchu looked at Ye Feng and suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Exterminate my clan? Do you think you’re walking out of here today? I’m telling you, you’re not. You killed my father and my brother, so today I will tear out your heart and lungs to offer to their spirits."

After speaking, he looked at Geng Ba beside him and said through gritted teeth:

"Master, I implore you to act and help me get my revenge!"

Geng Ba nodded and walked slowly toward Ye Feng.

He walked with a casual, relaxed air, but to Qin Nuannuan’s horror, each step he took covered a distance of five meters. And every time his foot landed, it left a deep print in the concrete floor.

Only then did Qin Nuannuan remember that this man was also a peerless expert. Her expression changed drastically, and she looked at Ye Feng, shouting urgently:

"Young Lord, that’s Elder Geng, Geng Ba of the Martial Arts Association! He’s a supreme expert! You have to run, now, before it’s too late!"

The moment she finished speaking, Geng Ba on the other side just chuckled. "If I let him escape from right under my nose, then I, Geng Ba, would have no reason to live anymore. Don’t worry, he’s not going anywhere."

With that, he was already in front of Ye Feng. He abruptly raised his right palm, preparing to bring it down with brutal force.

Qin Nuannuan let out a scream and threw herself in front of Ye Feng, her face a mask of defiant fearlessness.

A flicker of light appeared in Ye Feng’s eyes. He reached out, pulled Qin Nuannuan behind him, and said calmly, "Don’t worry. He’s not strong enough to hurt me."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and gave a casual flick. The motion didn’t look like part of a fight at all; it was more like he was shooing away an annoying fly, with no force behind it whatsoever.

Behind them, Wen Buchu burst into wild, unrestrained laughter:

"You think my master can’t handle you? My master can crush an ant like you with the lift of a finger..."

But the moment the words left his mouth, a deafening BOOM echoed through the room, followed by a bloodcurdling scream.

Wen Buchu watched in horror as Geng Ba was sent flying sideways, crashing heavily to the ground. He coughed, and a torrent of blood sprayed from his mouth. Across his torso, from his left chest to his lower right abdomen, was a wound so deep the bone was visible. The flesh was peeled back in a gruesome, unbearable sight!

’Who was Geng Ba? He was one of the eight great elders of the Martial Arts Association, a supreme expert at Tier Six of the Martial Emperor realm! A powerhouse who could cripple Jin Biao, one of the four Dragon Kings of Dragon King Pavilion, in a single move! And yet, he couldn’t even withstand a casual flick from Ye Feng and was almost disemboweled? How... how was this possible?’

Geng Ba stared at Ye Feng, his eyes also filled with utter disbelief. "You... how are you so strong? Who on earth are you?"

Ye Feng looked at Geng Ba and said calmly, "The man who’s going to kill you."

As soon as the words were out, Ye Feng flickered and appeared in front of Geng Ba. He raised his right hand, clamped it around the man’s throat, and lifted him into the air!

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Ye Feng’s eyes, the hairs on Geng Ba’s body stood on end. He looked at Ye Feng and hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Prince Consort, I was wrong! I’ll never dare to cross you again! Please, I beg you, spare me!"

Ye Feng looked at Geng Ba and chuckled. "Sister Nuannuan is my family. Yet you people wanted to kill her. You’ve touched my reverse scale. Tell me, how could I possibly spare you?"

Feeling the terrifying, overwhelming killing intent radiating from Ye Feng, Geng Ba shrieked:

"Let me tell you, I’m one of the eight great elders of the Martial Arts Association! If you dare to touch a single hair on my head today, the Association will definitely avenge me!"

Ye Feng looked at Geng Ba and laughed. "Still trying to rely on the Martial Arts Association? You can’t. Because after tonight, the Martial Arts Association will cease to exist!

Oh, and speaking of visiting the Martial Arts Association, I was just thinking about what gift I should bring. It seems your head will be perfect!"

With that, he reached out his left hand, grabbed Geng Ba by the throat, and gave a violent yank. With a sickening SQUELCH, Wen Buchu watched, wide-eyed, as Ye Feng ripped Geng Ba’s head right off his body.

Blood instantly spurted more than three feet high from Geng Ba’s neck, splashing all over Ye Feng’s hand and face.

Wen Buchu was so terrified his heart nearly burst. ’His master, an expert of that caliber, was crippled by Ye Feng in a single move, and then had his head twisted clean off? How... how is that possible?’

Just then, Ye Feng turned his head, looked at Wen Buchu, and chuckled.

"So, are you still planning to level the Hundred Flowers Building? Are you still thinking of slicing my Sister Nuannuan to death, piece by piece?"

Wen Buchu looked up at Ye Feng.

He saw Ye Feng standing there, drenched in blood, like an Asura War God straight from the depths of hell.

Terror seized him, threatening to tear him apart. He trembled uncontrollably, his mouth agape but unable to form words. He stumbled backward, step by step, but in the next moment, his mouth opened, and he violently spewed a mouthful of blood, clearly mixed with chunks of his internal organs.

Soon, he collapsed limply to the ground. After a brief convulsion, he moved no more.

Wen Buchu had been scared to death.

Ye Feng looked at Wen Buchu’s body and sneered. "With guts like that, you wanted to be a killer? Heh!"

Seeing the trouble had finally been dealt with, Qin Nuannuan let out a long sigh of relief. She came over, tugged on Ye Feng’s sleeve, and said urgently:

"Young Lord, look, your clothes are all dirty! Come and change them, quickly!"

She then pulled Ye Feng directly to her office, shutting the door behind them. She took a brand-new suit from a closet and came back to Ye Feng, saying with a smile:

"Young Lord, hurry up and take off your clothes so you can change!"

"Why do you have men’s clothes here?" Ye Feng stared at Qin Nuannuan, his eyes widening.