Chapter 319: I’m Begging You, Please Stop Setting Me Up?

Chapter 319: Chapter 319: I’m Begging You, Please Stop Setting Me Up?

The crowd parted in the next moment as a middle-aged man in a blood-red tracksuit strode forward.

The man was tall, a good two meters, with a head shaved so clean it gleamed. An eerie red lotus was tattooed on his scalp, adding a savage air to his appearance.

The bald man had one hand in his pocket and a cigar clamped in his mouth. He held his head high, naturally exuding the oppressive aura of a superior.

When the machete-wielding men saw the bald man, they all bowed in unison and said respectfully, "Master Wei!"

Seeing the man with the red lotus tattoo, the few people behind Du Lei’s faces instantly paled. They looked at Du Lei and stammered:

"Ambassador Du, it’s the head of the Cyan Dragon gang, Wei Qinglong!"

At the sight of Wei Qinglong, Du Lei felt his own legs start to cramp.

But just then, Ye Feng chimed in from behind, adding fuel to the fire, "What do you think you’re doing, Cyan Dragon gang? Can’t you see my boss is standing right here?"

Du Lei was on the verge of tears. ’Damn it, are you not happy until you’ve gotten me killed?’

Finally, he gritted his teeth, walked up to Wei Qinglong, and forced a smile. "Brother Wei, I’m Du Lei, the chief ambassador of the Great Xia Empire’s embassy. I hope you’ll do me the honor..."

Wei Qinglong snapped his head around, his eyes locking onto Du Lei. "You want me to do you the honor?" he said coldly. "You think you have any honor to speak of in front of me? Get the hell out of my sight. Say one more word of this bullshit, and I’ll chop you down!"

Du Lei froze on the spot, his face burning with shame.

Just then, the bald man from before came over and yelled to Wei Qinglong, "Boss, it was this Du Lei! He ordered that bastard to cripple all our brothers."

Wei Qinglong took a drag from his cigar, turned to the bald man, and his expression darkened.

"Getting beaten this badly by an outsider, right on your own turf. Aren’t you embarrassed?"

The bald man lowered his head in shame.

Wei Qinglong turned to stare at Ye Feng and chuckled. "Kid, you dare touch my men on my territory. You’ve got some nerve! Since you don’t know any better, I’ll teach you a lesson on how to behave today!"

Wei Qinglong had just finished speaking when the bald man beside him, his face pale, said, "Master Wei, this guy’s got some skills. He crippled our brothers’ right hands with a handful of peanuts!"

A trace of surprise flickered in Wei Qinglong’s eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a cold sneer.

"No wonder you’re so arrogant. So you do have a few tricks. But let me tell you, your paltry little skills are nothing in front of me, Wei Qinglong! You’re still going down today!"

With that, he looked at a red-haired man beside him and said coldly, "Fourth, go teach him a lesson on how to behave!"

The red-haired man nodded and advanced on Ye Feng.

Seeing this, the bald man’s eyes lit up. He stared at Ye Feng and said with a cold snort:

"Kid, do you know who that is? Let me tell you, he’s one of Master Wei’s Four Cannons, Cannon Number Four, Master Si! Do you know what his cultivation level is? Martial God Tier Six!"

With a cultivation level like that, he can walk sideways through all of Jilong City.

"You may have a few tricks, kid, but you’re nothing compared to him! How dare you provoke our Cyan Dragon gang! You’re dead meat today! Master Si, kill him!"

The red-haired man nodded. "Don’t worry, leave it to me!"

Du Lei, watching from the side, turned pale with fear. ’If this red-haired man makes a move, can Ye Feng possibly survive?’

He quickly turned to Wei Qinglong, forcing another smile.

"Master Wei, whatever it is, we can talk it over, we can talk..."

He had barely finished speaking when a man in a green robe next to him delivered a vicious slap across his face. "Talk it over?" the man snarled.

"Our men were crippled, and you want to ’talk it over’? Talk my ass! Keep blabbering, and we’ll take care of you too!"

Du Lei clutched his swollen, red face, mouth agape, unable to speak.

Just then, the red-haired man looked at Ye Feng with a cold chuckle. "You bastard, I’ll send you on your way now!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Qiu’s expression turned icy. She shot to her feet, ready to act, but Ye Feng raised a hand to stop her. He smiled calmly and said:

"Fifth Senior Sister, just focus on your meal. I can handle these small fries by myself."

The red-haired man glared at Ye Feng, his face turning cold.

"Such an arrogant brat. Let’s see what you’re really made of. Stay right here!"

He then swung his right fist, smashing it ferociously toward Ye Feng’s temple.

The fist, whistling through the air, was instantly beside Ye Feng’s head, about to smash into his skull.

Seeing this, Du Lei sighed to himself. ’It’s over for Ye Feng today. Completely over.’

But just as the red-haired man’s fist was about to connect with his head, Ye Feng’s right foot shot up and kicked him squarely in the abdomen.

With a deafening THUD, the red-haired man flew sideways and crashed heavily to the ground, spitting up mouthfuls of blood.

He was severely wounded in a single move.

Ye Feng looked at the unconscious red-haired man and chuckled. "Is that all?"

The bald man and the others behind him felt their pupils contract.

Who was the red-haired man? He was one of the Cyan Dragon gang’s Four Cannons, a master who had reached Martial God Tier Six! Yet he couldn’t even withstand a single move from Ye Feng before being utterly defeated. How could this Ye Feng be so powerful?

Wei Qinglong’s pupils also contracted as he watched Ye Feng, but he quickly let out a cold laugh. "Kid, you really do have some skill. But it’s still not enough!"

With that, he looked at a green-robed elder beside him and said coldly, "You go. Teach him a lesson on how to behave."

The green-robed elder nodded and prepared to walk toward Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng just shook his head and said:

"Just come at me all at once. I’m in a hurry!"

"You..." Wei Qinglong’s expression turned grim. In the next moment, he looked at Ye Feng with a cold sneer.

"Such an arrogant little shit. Since you’re in such a rush to get reincarnated, I’ll grant you your wish today!"

With that, he waved his hand and roared at the men around him, "All of you, together! Send him on his way!"

The two men beside him acknowledged the order and stood next to the red-robed elder.

The three of them exchanged a look, and in the next instant, they leaped forward, landing in front of Ye Feng. The weapons in their hands swung directly toward him.

The bald man behind them sneered, "Do you know the cultivation level of the three cannons? Let me tell you, they are all Martial God Tier Seven masters! With the three of them working together, they can walk sideways through all of Jilong City. You actually dared to provoke them! You’re dead meat today, dead meat!"

But before the words had even left his mouth, Ye Feng’s right hand shot up. A flurry of back-and-forth slaps flew out. The three men let out shrill screams as their bodies were sent flying backward, landing one after another like falling dumplings. THUD! CRACK! They thrashed on the ground for a long time, but not a single one could get back up.

The bald man’s mouth hung open, speechless. ’My God, the three cannons working together... that’s a terrifying force! But they couldn’t even handle Ye Feng by himself. He pressed them all to the ground and wiped the floor with them! This Ye Feng is just too damn outrageously strong!’

A flicker of fear also flashed in Wei Qinglong’s eyes as he looked at Ye Feng, but it vanished just as quickly. He nodded at Ye Feng.

"I really did underestimate you. To have such skill... But do you really think that just because you took out a few of them, you have the right to be arrogant in front of me?"

"Let me tell you, you’re not worthy!"

"Now, let me personally see what you’re made of!"

With that, he advanced on Ye Feng.