The body was completely disfigured, with blood and dirt mixed together, making it impossible to recognize what it looked like when it was alive.

What's even more unsettling is that their bodies exhibit an extremely eerie, supple posture.

It slumped limply, as if it had lost the support of all its bones.

Clearly, all the bones in his body had been shattered by that terrifying press!

"Boy...you...you dared to kill my men!"

Scarface Tiger snapped out of his shock and instantly flew into a rage, the scar on his face becoming even more ferocious and terrifying due to the blood rushing to it.

"Could it be that you are..."

He suddenly realized that the person in front of him must be the 'fat sheep' they were tracking!

Unexpectedly, the so-called fat sheep turned out to be a ferocious beast covered in sharp claws!

However, he did not become rational because of this. Since the person who killed him had offended him, he was determined to kill him today!

"Go get him! Chop him up!"

With a command from Scarface Tiger.

The seven or eight thugs were somewhat intimidated.

But relying on their superior numbers, they roared and brandished their swords as they charged at Ye Feng.

In an instant, a cold light flashed, and a murderous aura filled the air.

Faced with the attack from this group of desperados, Ye Feng shook his head slightly.

Whoosh!

With a slight sway, he moved forward like a ghost.

"Bang! Crack! Snap!"

The sounds of fists and feet colliding, bones breaking, and screams filled the air.

Ye Feng's movements were faster than their visual perception could capture; each strike was concise and deadly.

With a casual punch, he dented the chest of a burly man.

Or a side kick could easily break another person's leg bone.

Or a swift chop to the neck, killing the opponent instantly.

He was like an elegant yet deadly tiger, charging into a flock of sheep, causing chaos and destruction wherever he went.

These tyrants, who were used to running rampant on Green Rock Star, were no match for him, like chickens and dogs.

In just a few breaths, the seven or eight members who had been so aggressive just moments before were all lying on the ground, lifeless.

Throughout the entire process, Ye Feng's clothes were not even touched by the opponent's weapon.

Scarface watched helplessly as his elite troops were wiped out in the blink of an eye, his rage replaced by boundless fear.

He was covered in cold sweat, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Only then did he truly realize what an incredibly hard iron plate he had kicked!

This is no fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, it is clearly a god of death!

Seeing Ye Feng's calm, suffocating gaze turn to him, Scarface Tiger was terrified. He let out a strange cry and turned to run away.

However, as soon as he took a step, he felt an invisible force locking onto him, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to move an inch.

Ye Feng slowly walked up to him, looked at the scarred tiger whose face was ashen and who was trembling like a leaf, and said calmly:

"Now, it's my turn to ask you questions, understand?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Scarface Tiger dared not resist in the slightest, nodding frantically like a chicken pecking at rice.

He was afraid that if he was slow to respond, he would follow in his subordinates' footsteps.

Ye Feng deliberately spared his life, intending to try and extract information about the Nangong family from this local tyrant.