Chapter 88: Don’t Worry, Scum Like This Can’t Hurt Me

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Don’t Worry, Scum Like This Can’t Hurt Me

Pan Haofeng looked at Lin Qianqian and sneered, "My dad can’t take on Yuan Long? That’s history."

Lin Yuan, who was standing nearby, looked at Pan Haofeng in surprise. "Young man, what do you mean by that?"

Pan Haofeng looked at Lin Yuan and said smugly, "Yuan Long abused his authority and engaged in corruption. The higher-ups have already announced his removal as the city chief of Jiangcheng. He’s being transferred out, and the one taking his place is none other than my father.

"Even Yuan Long can’t make a move now. So what gives Ye Feng, who’s lost his only support, the right to strut around in front of me?"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but exclaim, "Young man, is what you’re saying really true?"

Pan Haofeng nodded, saying smugly, "The transfer order has already reached the municipal government and will be announced any minute now. This is a done deal."

Lin Qianqian looked at Pan Haofeng and cried out excitedly, "Darling, does this mean I can finally get even with Ye Feng for slapping me today?"

Pan Haofeng nodded and declared domineeringly, "It’s not about getting even. It’s about this: whoever hit you, you can hit them right back today."

Hearing this, Lin Qianqian burst out laughing. "Wonderful! This is just wonderful! I can finally vent all my frustration today! I finally can!"

With that, she charged directly toward Wang Luyao and Ye Feng, who had just reached the hotel entrance.

Lin Yuan, following behind her, gritted his teeth. "Damn it! He scared me half to death and even made me bow and apologize. When have I, Lin Yuan, ever been wronged like this? No way. I have to blow off this steam too. I’m going to go over there and slap them both silly."

With that, he too rushed over, following Lin Qianqian.

Pan Haofeng, trailing behind, smirked. With his hands clasped behind his back, he followed them as well.

...

Ye Feng had gone to the restroom. Wang Luyao was standing by the entrance, scrolling through her phone, when Lin Qianqian charged over and—SLAP!—gave her a huge slap across the face.

Wang Luyao spun around and shouted at Lin Qianqian in fury,

"Why did you hit me? Are you crazy...?"

But in the next moment, she recognized her. Wang Luyao’s face went pale. "Miss Lin," she asked hurriedly, "didn’t we already settle the score between us?"

Lin Qianqian glared at Wang Luyao, her teeth clenched. "I, Lin Qianqian, got slapped, and you have the nerve to say it’s over? You’re fucking delusional! You’ve got to be fucking dreaming!"

"You... this is never going to end with you, is it?" Wang Luyao roared, clutching her face and glaring at Lin Qianqian.

Before she could finish, Lin Yuan rushed over as well. He backhanded Wang Luyao with another hard slap, then chuckled coldly at her.

"One slap and you think it’s ’never going to end’? Let me tell you, the real ’never-ending’ part is yet to come!

"Wang Luyao, if it wasn’t for a bitch like you, how would my Qianqian have suffered such a vicious beating from Ye Feng? You’re the real culprit here, you bitch! This time, it’s not just Ye Feng who’s going down—you won’t escape either.

"I’m not just going to take over your Angel Garments and leave you with nothing. I’m going to sell you to the Hundred Flowers Building and let you suffer at the hands of all sorts of men every single day!

"That’s the price you pay for offending the Lin family. Understand? HAHA..."

Wang Luyao glared at Lin Yuan, shouting through gritted teeth, "You’re going too far! Just you wait, Ye Feng will be right back..."

"HAHA..." The moment Wang Luyao finished speaking, Lin Qianqian burst into wild laughter. "Still trying to act tough because of Ye Feng? Let me tell you, he’s nothing! Not even worth a hair on my ass! Let him come! Let’s see if he dares to bite it! HAHA..."

Wang Luyao trembled with rage, but there was nothing she could do.

’The Lin family... I really can’t fight them!’

Just as she was seething with helpless frustration, a large hand shot out from behind her and a resounding slap struck Lin Qianqian across the face.

With a sharp CRACK, Lin Qianqian screamed and stumbled backward.

She staggered back a good five or six steps before collapsing to the ground with a THUD. Half her face was already a mangled, bloody mess, a truly gruesome sight.

Just then, a calm voice sounded from behind Wang Luyao:

"I’m not a fan of biting hair. I prefer to just beat people."

As he spoke, a figure stepped forward, shielding Wang Luyao.

His back was as immovable as a mountain of iron.

It was Ye Feng.

The moment she saw him, Wang Luyao’s heart instantly calmed. She quickly grabbed his sleeve and cried, "Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng turned to her and said gently, "Don’t worry, Luyao. I’m here. Anyone who dares to bully you will pay a heavy price."

At that moment, Lin Qianqian, still on the floor, began to beat the ground and wail, "Murder! He’s a murderer!"

Lin Yuan’s face was ashen as he stared at Ye Feng. "You bastard. You still have the guts to be this arrogant? To hit my daughter right in front of me..."

Before he could finish, Ye Feng sent a backhanded slap flying.

With a thunderous CRACK, Lin Yuan flew sideways through the air and crashed heavily to the ground. His mouth fell open, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a GAG. Several of his front teeth went CLATTERING into a nearby sewer grate.

Ye Feng looked at the blood-mouthed Lin Yuan and said calmly,

"I don’t just dare to hit her. I dare to hit you, too."

Lin Yuan trembled uncontrollably with rage. He roared at the two large men behind him, "Get him! Kill him! If he ends up dead, I’ll take full responsibility!"

The two men acknowledged the order, drew daggers, and charged at Ye Feng.

Seeing their murderous expressions, Wang Luyao’s face went white with fear. She stepped in front of Ye Feng and shrieked,

"Ye Feng, I’ll hold them off! Run! Just run!"

Seeing Wang Luyao bravely step forward to shield him from danger, disregarding her own safety, a warmth spread through Ye Feng’s heart.

He reached out, pulled her behind him, and said with a chuckle,

"Don’t worry, Luyao. Trash like this can’t hurt me."

Ye Feng had barely finished speaking when Lin Yuan, from behind, yelled through gritted teeth, "Can’t hurt you? Dream on!

"Do you have any idea who these two are? Let me tell you, they’re foreign mercenaries! Do you know what they’re capable of? I’ll tell you! Every single one of them has the power of a great Martial Master.

"Forget a piece of trash like you—even thirty or fifty of you tied together wouldn’t be enough for one of them to handle.

"Ye Feng, you’re dead meat today! This is the price you pay for offending the Lin family! Get him! Kill him!"

As he finished speaking, the two men reached Ye Feng. The daggers in their hands struck like vipers, one from the left and one from the right, aimed at his ribs.

Behind them, Wang Luyao couldn’t help but scream in terror, "Ye Feng, look out—"

Before her words even faded, Lin Yuan burst into wild laughter. "In the face of absolute power, it doesn’t matter how careful he is! He can’t escape his fate of a violent death right here and now! Today, he must die! Die...!"

He had barely finished speaking when a dull THUD echoed from ahead, followed by a piercing scream that was quickly cut short.

Lin Yuan threw his head back and roared with laughter. "Screwed, aren’t you? I told you you’d die a violent death on the spot! Wasn’t I right? This is the price for offending me!"

But a single sentence from Lin Qianqian brought his laughter to a screeching halt.