Chapter 66: 3 Stabs, 6 Holes

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: 3 Stabs, 6 Holes

Peng Zhi realized with horror that Ah Dao’s hand was clamped around his fist like an iron band. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t break free at all.

While he was still reeling in terror, Ah Dao suddenly tightened his grip, yanked him forward, swung him high into the air, and violently slammed him onto the ground.

A loud CRASH echoed, followed by a bloodcurdling scream. The people behind watched, wide-eyed, as Peng Zhi was slammed into the concrete ground, his bones shattering and his body reduced to a pile of pulp.

Ah Dao then said with a displeased expression, "Trying to hurt my big bro? I’m not having that!"

Everyone on the scene stared at Ah Dao, frozen in place, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

’Who was Peng Zhi? A being on the level of a Grandmaster! Forget Jiangcheng—even in the Martial Arts Association, he was a top-tier master. Yet he was just killed by this big oaf, thrown to his death like he was nothing?’

’Who is this big oaf? How can he be so terrifyingly skilled?’

From the back, Meng Qiang’s face had turned livid. He glared at Ye Feng and ground out through clenched teeth:

"You bastard. No wonder you’re so arrogant. Turns out you were just relying on this big oaf!

But do you think you can run wild in my Martial Arts Association just because you have him?

Let me tell you, in your dreams!

He’s tough, but he’s just one man. There’s a limit to what he can do. So he’s still going to die here today. And you’re going to die here, too.

As for Wang Luyao, she’ll become my plaything. The plaything for all our brothers in the Martial Arts Association."

With that, he waved a hand and roared, "Men, get him! Whoever takes down this giant gets a ten-million bounty and a three-rank promotion!"

There’s no lack of brave men when the reward is high. The Martial Arts Association members had been intimidated by Ah Dao, but the promise of such a reward sent them into a frenzy. Raising their weapons and roaring, they charged toward Ah Dao.

From behind, Meng Qiang burst out laughing. "You’ve got some skills, big oaf, but there’s no way you can take on all my men! You’re still going to die here today! Die—"

But before his words could fade, the scene that unfolded next almost made his eyes pop out of his head. He watched, helpless, as Ah Dao charged straight toward the Association members like a tank.

The cleavers of the Association members hacked against his body, but they couldn’t even break his defense, let alone cause him any harm!

Meanwhile, any of the Association’s men who came into contact with him were sent flying. They hit the ground hard one after another, like bowling pins.

In just a few breaths, not a single member of the Martial Arts Association was left standing. They were all on the floor, groaning in agony with broken arms and legs. Some had passed out completely!

Cui Biao was dumbfounded. ’Is Ah Dao really that strong?’

Just then, one of the Association’s disciples came flying sideways and crashed right into his head. In a pathetic turn of events, Cui Biao was knocked out cold.

From the back, Meng Qiang stared at Ah Dao, completely frozen, utterly dumbfounded!

At this moment, Ye Feng looked at Meng Qiang and said calmly, "Now, it’s your turn."

As soon as Ye Feng spoke, Ah Dao walked straight toward Meng Qiang.

Feeling Ah Dao’s terrifying killing intent, Meng Qiang screamed, "Stop right there! One more step and I’ll kill Wang Luyao."

As soon as he spoke, a burly man and a woman emerged, one behind the other. The burly man held a steel knife to the woman’s neck, its blade glinting coldly!

The woman was none other than Wang Luyao.

Wang Luyao’s hair was a mess and her face was pale. She was clearly terrified!

She looked up, saw Ye Feng, and screamed, "Ye Feng, save me!"

Ye Feng looked at Wang Luyao and said calmly, "Don’t worry. As long as I’m here, no one will lay a single finger on you..."

"Haha..." Before Ye Feng’s words faded, Meng Qiang burst into wild laughter. "Ye Feng, I don’t think you’ve grasped the situation yet!

Look closely. The hostage is in my hands. That means I hold all the cards now, understand!

Do as I say, or she dies."

With that, he threw a dagger in front of Ye Feng and said coldly, "Now, give me three stabs, six holes. One stab short, and I’ll cut off her head. Do it now! Do it!"

Hearing this, Wang Luyao screamed, "Ye Feng, no! You’ll die! Just go, don’t worry about me! You don’t deserve to die for me."

Meng Qiang laughed loudly. "If you can’t even protect your own woman, what right do you have to keep living in this world? So just do as I say. Three stabs, six holes!"

Beside them, Ah Dao’s expression turned ice-cold. "You dare threaten my brother? You’re asking to die!"

He was about to lunge at Meng Qiang, but the burly man holding the hostage spoke in a cold voice:

"One more step, and I’ll slice her head right off."

As he spoke, he tightened his right hand, and a thin line of blood appeared on Wang Luyao’s neck.

Ah Dao froze instantly. He turned to look at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with hesitation.

Meng Qiang looked at Ye Feng and roared with laughter. "See? The situation is completely under my control. Your only choice is to obey me, understand?

Now, do it! Three stabs, six holes! One less, and I’ll cut off her head!"

Behind them, Wang Luyao looked at Ye Feng and cried out:

"Ye Feng, don’t worry about me! You don’t have to die for me."

Meng Qiang laughed. "Him, not worry about you? How is that possible..."

But just as he spoke, Ye Feng laughed too. He looked at Meng Qiang mockingly and said, "And why would that be impossible? Tell me, why exactly should I give myself three stabs and six holes for her?"

This time, even Meng Qiang was stunned. It took him a long moment to process this. He looked at Ye Feng in astonishment and asked:

"Isn’t Wang Luyao your woman?"

"Are we married? Have we spent our wedding night together? What makes you say she’s my woman?

Let me tell you, Wang Luyao is just a friend. Whether she lives or dies doesn’t have much to do with me. You want to cut off her head? Go on, be my guest!"

Meng Qiang was completely stunned. ’This isn’t how the script is supposed to go!’

The burly man also stared blankly at Meng Qiang, his knife drifting away from Wang Luyao’s neck.

Quicker than words can tell, the dagger in Ye Feng’s hand flew out like a bolt of lightning, embedding itself directly in the burly man’s wrist.

The burly man screamed in pain, the knife in his hand falling uselessly to the ground. At almost the same instant, Ah Dao pounced like Leopard, grabbing the man’s neck and giving it a sharp, backward twist.

With a sickening CRACK, he brutally snapped the burly man’s neck.

Ah Dao let go, and the burly man crumpled limply to the ground. His body twitched a few times and then went still.

"Ye Feng." Finally free, Wang Luyao let out a cry, stumbled over, and threw herself into Ye Feng’s arms, clinging to him as she trembled uncontrollably.

Ye Feng patted Wang Luyao’s back and said calmly, "I told you I wouldn’t let you get hurt. You believe me now, don’t you?"

Wang Luyao nodded frantically, unable to hold back her tears of relief, which streamed down her lovely face.

Across from them, Meng Qiang looked at Ye Feng and screamed in terror, "You... what level of power do you have? How can you be this strong?"