Ye Xingchen delivered a powerful punch that sent one of the burly men flying. Then, he twisted the arms of two other burly men and swung them around. With a crack, their arms were twisted into pretzels.
Several burly men were instantly rendered incapacitated. Shen Yun was taken aback, but then he realized what was happening: "Who are you? My godfather is Master Shen."
"Shen Qinghe, right?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and slapped Shen Yun across the face.
*Snap*... Half of Shen Yun's tooth was pulled out. He screamed and lay on the ground searching for his tooth.
"Ye Xingchen, are you crazy? Do you know who he is? His godfather is Master Shen from the underworld." Meng Feng could hardly believe his eyes.
He knew Shen Qinghe better than anyone else; killing him would be as easy as killing an ant. How dare Ye Xingchen hit Shen Qinghe's adopted son?
"If you can't solve this, then shut up and see how I do it." Ye Xingchen sneered as he walked to Shen Yun's side.
"You little brat, if you have the guts, tell me your name. If you live to see tomorrow's sun, I'll take your surname." Shen Yun's mouth was full of blood as he glared fiercely at Ye Xingchen.
*Snap...bang*
He was met with a slap, followed by a heavy punch. Ye Xingchen's slaps rained down on the guy until he was cornered.
Shen Yun was beaten so badly he cried out for his parents. He never expected that his status as Shen Ye's adopted son would be useless.
"Call your godfather." Ye Xingchen finally stopped, staring at Chen Qu, whose head had been beaten into a pig's head.
"I'll hit your mother, I'll..."
Bang... Ye Xingchen, a master at dealing with stubbornness, kicked him five or six meters away.
Shen Yun smashed a coffee table, finally losing his temper. Ye Xingchen was too lazy to argue with him anymore, so she picked up her phone and dialed Shen Qinghe's number.
"Mr. Ye?" Shen Qinghe was very polite. Ye Xingchen was the savior of his daughter-in-law and the child in her womb. If it weren't for Ye Xingchen, his daughter-in-law would have died along with her unborn child, and he, Shen Qinghe, would have been childless.
"Master Chen, there's a small matter I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"Mr. Ye, you're too kind. You're my benefactor. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything," Shen Qinghe said.
"There's a guy named Shen Yun who claims to be your adopted son?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"I have an adopted son named Shen Yun. Did he offend Mr. Ye?" Knowing what kind of person his adopted son was, Shen Qinghe immediately guessed what had happened.
"We had a bit of a conflict, and I'm really upset about it," Ye Xingchen said. "What does Mr. Chen think we should do?"
"Give him the phone."
"Phone." Ye Xingchen handed the phone to Shen Yun.
"Whose call was that?" Shen Yun asked, trembling.
"Your godfather," Ye Xingchen sneered.
Shen Yun was startled. Ye Xingchen actually knew his godfather? He suddenly felt that he was going to offend someone tonight.
Not many people can directly call his godfather, so Ye Xingchen's ability to do so indicates that his identity is not simple.
But now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer the phone, calling out tremblingly, "Godfather..."
"Listen carefully, the person in front of you is surnamed Ye, and his name is Ye Xingchen. From now on, if he tells you to kneel, you kneel; if he tells you to die, you must die."
Shen Qinghe's tone was filled with barely suppressed anger: "You know the consequences if you dare to show him any dissatisfaction."
"Godfather, I know, I was wrong, Godfather." Shen Yun's voice changed with fright. He trembled as he returned the phone to Ye Xingchen, knelt on the ground, and turned pale with fright.
"Mr. Ye, I was wrong, please punish me."
Shen Yun's words left Meng Feng speechless, his mouth agape, and the way he looked at Ye Xingchen changed.
He didn't know Ye Xingchen's identity, yet a single phone call could frighten Shen Yun to this extent.
"Well, I don't want to argue with you. Just cut off your own arm." Ye Xingchen sneered.
“Yes…” Shen Yun struggled to support his injured body. He reached into the hand of his subordinate lying on the ground, took a wooden stick, and extended his left hand.
He gritted his teeth and slammed his left hand down hard, crack.
Despite being drenched in sweat from the pain, the guy gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"Let's go." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly at Du Fang.
"Okay." Du Fang finally came to her senses. She glanced at Ye Xingchen, her expression somewhat complicated.
"Ye Xingchen, I..." Zhang Ping called out to Ye Xingchen, wanting to express her gratitude.
"No need to thank me. If it weren't for Du Fang, I wouldn't bother with this mess." Ye Xingchen glanced at Meng Feng, whose face was pale, and said sarcastically, "In the future, if you encounter any trouble, just mention Meng Feng's name."
Meng Feng blushed slightly; his connections were actually quite good.
But this time he was facing one of the top few people in Tianhai, and he really had no choice.
As he watched Ye Xingchen leave with Du Fang, his expression grew even uglier.
“You’re different now than before,” Du Fang said with a smile after they left.
"People always change." Ye Xingchen smiled wryly.
"There's something I've always wanted to ask you," Du Fang said, mustering her courage as she walked side by side with Ye Xingchen.
"What's up?"
"I left you a note before I left the country. If you came to the airport to find me, I wouldn't leave. But I waited until very late and didn't see you. Did you not see the note, or is there some other reason?" Du Fang looked directly at Ye Xingchen.
"I did receive the note." Ye Xingchen looked embarrassed.
Yes, Du Fang was deeply in love with him; she had left herself a note before she went abroad.
"Why didn't you come to see me?" Du Fang asked.
“At that time, I had nothing. I didn’t want to delay your future, and I didn’t want you to suffer with me, so…” Ye Xingchen gave a bitter smile.
“Do you know what? If you come, even if I had a falling out with my family, I will stay with you. I’m willing to suffer with you,” Du Fang said earnestly.
"But I don't want to." Ye Xingchen sighed. He came from a poor family, and his inferiority complex was ingrained in him.
"Can we start over now?" Du Fang asked expectantly.
"Some things, once missed, are missed forever." Ye Xingchen paused. "You're a good girl."
"Don't give me the 'nice guy' card, I don't accept it." Du Fang was a little angry. She looked directly at Ye Xingchen: "I won't give up. See you another day."
Du Fang didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly hailed a car and left, leaving Ye Xingchen looking helpless.
In a villa in the suburbs.
Na San Shao spat out a mouthful of dark, stagnant blood. He slowly straightened up, his face covered in cold sweat and looking extremely gloomy.
"Third Young Master, Ye Xingchen's identity has been investigated. He used to be a company employee, adopted by his father. He was recently swindled out of all his money by his girlfriend, but he has suddenly risen to prominence and has good relationships with many people." A burly man stepped forward.
“How could he have concealed his strength for so long? This kid is no pushover.” Na San Shao slowly exhaled: “We must investigate and find out his background.”
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