At the foot of the mountain.
Ye Feng had Ouyang Luoxue drive the car, taking his sister and Lan Yu away first.
When we arrived, it was Ouyang Luoxue who drove us.
Then, he stood alone on the asphalt road at the foot of the mountain, staring directly at the hundreds of thugs from the Zhatian Gang across the way.
The air in the mountains was exceptionally fresh after the light rain.
Of course, this will soon be broken by the smell of blood.
Ye Feng noticed that in addition to these hundreds of people, there were also more than a dozen Japanese ronin dressed in kimonos behind them.
Each person had their arms crossed in front of their chest, with one long and one short knife tucked into their waistband.
They whispered among themselves, occasionally bursting into loud, unrestrained laughter.
They completely disregarded Ye Feng.
"You Exploding Sky Gang are actually getting involved with the Japanese?"
Ye Feng asked coldly.
Across from them stood a man wearing brown trolley sunglasses, a sharp suit, and shiny leather shoes. Behind the lenses, his eyes gleamed with a sinister and ruthless glint.
This person is Wang Changhe, the vice leader of the Zhatian Gang.
Fatty Situ had mentioned it to him before.
In Haidong, besides the Qin family, Peng family and other powerful families, there are three major hidden forces: the Exploding Sky Gang, the Wolf Slaughtering Gang and the Fierce Tiger Gang.
The Seven Killings Hall, previously known for its mysterious and powerful nature, was a transcendent entity.
Wang Changhe chewed gum as he looked Ye Feng up and down, but he couldn't see through his cultivation level.
But the fact that he could single-handedly wipe out dozens of his men shows he's a formidable opponent.
"Not bad, you're pretty good."
"I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize. From now on, you'll work for me, and everything that just happened will be forgiven..."
Snap—
Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped Wang Changhe across the face, sending him flying through the air, crashing through the guardrail, and tumbling down the slope on either side of the road. Half of his face was bruised and bleeding, and his Tyrannosaurus Rex glasses were knocked off.
Despite being a Yellow Realm Eighth Grade Martial Artist, Wang Changhe was utterly powerless to resist.
"Boss, boss, are you alright?"
Several of his men rushed forward and helped Wang Changhe up.
Wang Changhe felt dizzy and disoriented. It took him a long time to react. Enraged, he shoved his subordinate away.
"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty shot."
"Shoot him dead."
But no matter how powerful you are, can you be more powerful than a bullet?
Of course, if he knew that Ye Feng had wiped out the Seven Killings Hall's stronghold in Haidong, he wouldn't dare to think that way.
Otherwise, how could a small gang like the Exploding Sky Gang dare to be so arrogant?
Of course, because the news was blocked by the higher-ups of the Seven Kill Hall, outsiders didn't know about it.
Thump thump thump—
A hail of bullets came in succession, the sound echoing through the valley, breaking the previous tranquility.
The fresh mountain air was mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder.
Ye Feng stomped his foot on the ground, leaving a footprint.
The next moment, he transformed into a blur, weaving through the air like a dragon, stirring up a gust of wind.
Wherever it went, people were constantly hit and killed, exploding into a bloody mist on the spot.
Clumps of scarlet blood mist exploded one after another in the drizzle, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.
On the ground, rainwater mixed with blood flowed everywhere.
In no time at all, all of the original hundreds of henchmen were killed.
Wang Changhe was shocked and scrambled to the group of Japanese ronin for help.
"Kill this brat."
A dozen or so Japanese ronin walked past Wang Changhe and swaggered toward Ye Feng.
These Japanese ronin were mostly short and fierce-looking, resembling large rats, giving off a sleazy and sinister vibe.
The leader, a one-eyed ronin with a black eyepatch over his eye, glared at Ye Feng and spoke in a broken Da Xia language.
"Damn it!"
"You dare to sabotage our project? You're dead!"
This person's cultivation level is higher than Wang Changhe's; he is a ninth-grade martial artist in the Yellow Realm.
Ye Feng snapped his throat and tossed him into the bushes.
"Japanese ronin, a bunch of trash!"
This really stirred up a hornet's nest. The remaining group of Japanese ronin, brandishing their long swords, charged at Ye Feng like mad dogs.
"court death!"
Ye Feng flicked his fingers, releasing a wisp of sword energy from the Xuanyuan Sword.
A dazzling sword light pierced the dark sky, flashing like lightning.
More than a dozen Japanese ronin were instantly decapitated and completely killed.
Before they died, they didn't even see how Ye Feng made his move.
I came here in a daze.
He died in a daze.
This time, Wang Changhe was completely terrified, his face turned ashen, and he kept backing away.
"You, you, you actually killed the Japanese, they are..."
Ye Feng slapped him again, sending him flying.
"I don't care who they are, Japanese ronin deserve to die."
Then, he strode forward, placed his hand on Wang Changhe's head, and performed the Soul Searching Technique.
Soon, the other person trembled violently, foamed at the mouth, and died.
Ye Feng learned this by searching the other person's memories.
This mountain was contracted by the Zhatian Gang and the Black Dragon Society of Japan, with the intention of developing it into a tourist scenic area.
They thought their parents' graves were in the way, so in order not to delay the construction schedule, they sent people to dig up the graves in the rain.
How dare you disturb my parents' graves?
The Exploding Sky Gang must be destroyed!
The Black Dragon Society must be destroyed!
Then, Ye Feng unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, which transformed into flames and burned all the corpses in the area to ashes.
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