This time, neither the money nor the people will escape.
Are you fucking deaf?
"Hand over the stuff!"
Another henchman walked towards Ye Feng. After what had just happened, he had become much more vigilant.
As soon as the night wind dared to move, he would seize Liu Yunfang with lightning speed.
Cheng Xiao and this kid, wouldn't they have to obediently give in?
His thoughts seemed to be read by the night wind!
Before he could even make a move, Ye Feng's body vanished from the spot.
Gusts of wind howled, obscuring the movements of the night wind from everyone's view.
The next second, the underling was lifted up by Ye Feng like a chick.
"Snap!"
As soon as Ye Feng made a move, he snapped his neck.
"You killed my men?"
"I didn't realize you were a trained fighter!"
"hehe!"
"But I haven't told you yet, I'm a martial artist!"
"Whoosh!"
Chen Zihua took a step forward and rushed out, his five fingers clenched, and threw a straight punch at Ye Feng.
A smile appeared on his lips, as if he had already won the battle.
But when that fist met the night wind, he caught it steadily.
"Warrior?"
"Is it that impressive?"
Click!
ah!
With a scream, Chen Zihua's fist was crushed by Ye Feng.
The excruciating pain made Chen Zihua jump around in agony.
He quickly distanced himself from the night wind.
"You...you're also a martial artist?"
Chen Zihua was merely a peak Body Tempering Realm martial artist; such strength was nothing more than an ant in front of Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng's cultivation level was too high, and Chen Zihua could not sense him at all.
He originally thought that Ye Feng was just a rich young master, and his cultivation level could never be higher than his own.
But now he realizes he was wrong.
"Kid, what gang are you from? Hand over the stuff, and the Northern Hongmen will let bygones be bygones!" Chen Zihua continued to shout.
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