Yang Yiran glared angrily at Chu Feixiong, but Yang Minghua and Yang Haoran, like two dogs, groveled before Chu Feixiong and fawned over him.

"Young Master Chu, what brings you here? You truly grace our humble abode with your presence!"

"Young Master Chu, Yang Yiran and that brat Ye Feng are both here right now. If you have any anger, take it out on them. Don't target our Yang family, okay? I'll kneel down and kowtow to you if you agree!"

The obsequious manner of Yang Minghua and Yang Haoran made Ye Feng feel nauseous, so nauseous he wanted to vomit.

But Ye Feng was no longer in the mood to pay attention to Yang Minghua and Yang Haoran. He looked coldly at Chu Feixiong and said, "I was just about to go find you, but I didn't expect you to come here on your own. Do you want to die even faster?"

"Night Wind, even now, you still dare to challenge me? Do you believe I can really bankrupt the Yang family?" Chu Feixiong said arrogantly.

"Fine, go ahead and bankrupt the Yang family now. Anyway, the Yang family has nothing to do with me," Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

Chu Feixiong's face turned ashen with anger.

Because he suddenly realized that Ye Feng was like an iron-shelled turtle, with no weaknesses whatsoever!

It seems we have no choice but to take a hard line!

Chu Feixiong knew that the bodyguards he brought were no match for Ye Feng, but he also had his own trump cards, otherwise he wouldn't have come here.

"Night Wind, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Chu Feixiong asked.

"How do we gamble? What are we betting on?" Ye Feng asked coldly.

"I'll find someone to fight you. If you win, I'll immediately kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize! But if you lose, you'll disappear from my sight immediately and never help Yang Yiran again!" Chu Feixiong said emphatically.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yiran's expression changed drastically.

Ye Feng smiled and squeezed her hand: "Don't worry, I won't lose."

"So, are you going to gamble or not?" Chu Feixiong pressed.

"Fine, I'll bet you. Let your men come out."

The night breeze nodded calmly.

Chu Feixiong then clapped his hands, and immediately a burly, strong man got out of the car.

Upon seeing the burly man with a scar on his face, Yang Yiran immediately turned pale.

"Night Wind, this person knows kung fu. He was the champion of a martial arts competition held in our city two years ago!"

Yang Yiran spoke eagerly and then explained in detail.

It turns out that this burly man is named Zhao Mang. It is said that he trained at the Kuhan Temple for several years. In the martial arts competition held two years ago, he easily advanced to the finals.

In the final match, Zhao Mang unleashed his fury, not only defeating his opponent but also breaking all of his arms and legs!

The scene was undeniably bloody!

As a result, Zhao Mang was disqualified from the competition and stripped of his championship title by the organizers, and disappeared from public view after that.

It now appears that Zhao Mang was hired by Chu Feixiong and is secretly working for him!

"Night Wind, are you scared? You don't dare to fight anymore?" Chu Feixiong laughed loudly, looking at Night Wind with sarcasm.

"Who says I'm afraid to fight?"

Ye Feng released Yang Yiran's hand and strode forward, standing step by step in front of Zhao Mang.

"Let's fight!"

Ye Feng said without any politeness, and began to circulate his internal energy.

Chu Feixiong immediately ordered fiercely, "Zhao Mang, beat him! Beat him hard! I'll take responsibility if anyone dies!"

"I've wanted to kill this kid for a long time!"

Zhao Mang cracked his neck, then threw a punch at Ye Feng.

Zhao Mang's punches were terrifying in their force, each punch creating a whistling sound.

Moreover, Ye Feng sensed the fluctuations of true energy within Zhao Mang's body.

In other words, Zhao Mang is no ordinary person; he is a martial artist with true qi, just like Ye Feng!

"No wonder you're so amazing, so you're one too..."

Night Wind muttered to itself, raising its right hand to easily block Zhao Mang's attack, and then slapped his hairy chest.

Zhao Mang was immediately forced back by Ye Feng's palm strike, and his face, which bore a scar, quickly turned red.

"But your strength is far inferior to mine!"

Ye Feng laughed loudly and chased after Zhao Mang, punching him repeatedly.

Zhao Mang was immediately forced to retreat by the night wind and had no power to fight back!

Seeing this, Chu Feixiong was both angry and anxious!

But he could only stare helplessly, unable to do anything about it!

In less than thirty seconds, the strong, burly, and fierce Zhao Mang collapsed to the ground unconscious with a thud, completely defeated!

"Chu Feixiong, is this the trash you hired? What makes you think he can beat me?" Ye Feng clapped his already clean hands and said mockingly.

Chu Feixiong was extremely embarrassed at this moment, and his exasperated appearance was laughable.

"Don't be so smug! You only beat him because you were lucky!" Chu Feixiong roared.

"I have no interest in arguing with you. No matter what, Zhao Mang has already lost. His loss is the same as your loss. You should keep your promise and obediently kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize!" Ye Feng shouted.

"What if I refuse?" Chu Feixiong sneered.

"Since you want to renege on your debt, don't blame me for being ruthless," Ye Feng said coldly, his eyes turning chilling.

Ye Feng had never intended to let Chu Feixiong, the eldest son of the Chu family, go. Now that Chu Feixiong was acting shamelessly in front of everyone, what else was there to say?

Ye Feng mobilized his true energy, and the pure true energy immediately gathered on his right hand, so that a twisted flame pattern appeared on the back of his hand.

The next moment, a burst of poisonous gas was released from his right hand and headed towards Chu Feixiong.

Meanwhile, Chu Feixiong was still gloating.

"I just won't admit it, what can you do about it? Did we make a bet? Did we have an agreement? Show me the proof!"

Chu Feixiong then turned to his bodyguards and asked, "Do you think I made a bet with this guy just now?"

The bodyguards all shook their heads.

"Young master, you didn't make a bet with him."

"That's right, we didn't see anything and we didn't hear anything."

"This person is just being unreasonable."

Overjoyed, Chu Feixiong arrogantly looked at Ye Feng and said, "Did you hear that? My bodyguards can all vouch for me. I never made a bet with you... cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Before Chu Feixiong could finish speaking, his face suddenly turned red and he coughed violently, and his whole body began to tremble.

He then collapsed to the ground with a thud and vomited a mouthful of blood!

"Young Master, what's wrong with you!"

The bodyguards all surrounded him, looking at Chu Feixiong with trepidation.

After all, their duty is to protect Chu Feixiong. If anything happens to Chu Feixiong, every single one of these bodyguards will be held responsible!