These people all had the character "武" (wu, meaning martial arts) embroidered on their chests, indicating they were experts from the Martial Arts Management Division.
They were all carrying those repeating crossbows.
The sharp crossbow bolts, nocked on the string, reflected a cold glint in the dim moonlight, carrying an aura of deathly chill.
The way these people looked at Ye Feng was filled with hatred.
"You brat, you killed Captain Zhang, die!"
"shoot."
"Shoot him."
"Shoot him."
Whoosh whoosh!
A dense barrage of crossbow bolts, like locusts, shot towards Ye Feng, emitting a sharp, piercing sound.
Just as Ye Feng was about to make a move, Situ Apang suddenly stood up from the ground, his fat, panel-like body blocking Ye Feng's way, and shouted loudly.
"Don't shoot the young master."
"Go ahead and shoot me if you dare."
After saying that, he turned to Ye Feng behind him and said urgently.
"Young Master, you go first."
"Leave this to me."
Ye Feng could tell that the other party wasn't acting.
He was genuinely protecting himself.
However, the opponent was only at the fourth level of the Yellow Realm, which was far from enough to deal with the current situation.
Ye Feng shook his head, pushed him aside, and was about to step forward to attack.
However, at this very moment...
Across the street, a metal trash can flew by, blocking all the crossbow bolts, and was quickly riddled with arrows.
The trash can hurtled away, instantly sending several members of the Martial Arts Management Division flying.
Damn it, how dare they steal my credit!
Situ Apang turned his head and saw a woman dressed in blue Hanfu walking out of a low two-story building across the street. Her skirt fluttered as she walked.
The other person's ethereal temperament is like that of a palace maid who stepped out of an ancient painting of court ladies.
Fatty Situ swallowed hard, his eyes widening in disbelief.
He had never seen such a beautiful woman before.
One of the guys leading the Martial Arts Management Division yelled at Lan Yu.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you obstruct the Martial Arts Management Division from handling a case? What is your punishment?"
Lan Yu tilted her head and looked at him, still holding a bubble gun in her hand, from which a string of soap bubbles gurgled out.
My sister bought this for her on the way back. She has such a cute and innocent look on her face, with those harmless dimples that make it easy to let your guard down.
"Whose little girl is this who ran away from home? An adult is talking to you. Are you deaf?"
"Damn, he can't talk, he's a mute..."
This has stirred up a hornet's nest.
You should know that Lan Yu hates it most when people call her mute.
I remember once, Ye Feng accidentally called her "little mute" on the mountain, and as a result, she chased him with a kitchen knife and slashed him for three days and three nights.
Even now, thinking back on it still gives me lingering fear.
The innocent look on Lan Yu's face instantly turned murderous as she grabbed the man by the neck, swung him around, and slammed him hard to the ground.
With a loud bang, a human-shaped dent was smashed into the inside of the asphalt road, and cracks spread outwards.
The man's bones were all broken, and a shrill scream rang out as he continuously vomited blood.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Lan Yu swung the man around and smashed him repeatedly, blood splattering and staining her Hanfu red.
In no time at all, the man was covered in blood and gore, barely clinging to life.
It's hard to believe that such a cute and delicate little girl could be so vicious.
In the blink of an eye, a fifth-grade Yellow Realm martial artist was brutally killed.
Everyone who saw this instinctively stepped back, their eyes filled with terror.
These days, no one is afraid of being threatened with violence.
I'm afraid of those quiet, stubborn young men.
To borrow a popular internet term.
That's what you call being ruthless and taciturn.
No, Lan Yu can't speak.
That would be even more ruthless!
Glug~
A group of members from the Martial Arts Management Division looked at Lan Yu with considerable apprehension.
An eerie silence fell over the scene, broken only by the howling of the night wind.
Fatty Situ also felt a chill run down his spine.
Lan Yu stood under the moonlight, playing with the bubble gun in her hand, shooting out a series of bubbles that floated towards the group of people in the wind, colorful and quite beautiful.
"Shoot her."
The members of the Martial Arts Management Division finally succumbed to the terrible psychological pressure and decisively fired their crossbow bolts.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The crossbow bolts drew sharp streaks of light in the moonlight, heading straight for Lan Yu.
Lan Yu didn't dodge, letting the crossbow bolts hit her, as if she were terrified.
But soon, something surprising happened.
Lan Yu's petite and slender body seemed to be made of fine steel; the crossbow bolts could not pierce her at all and fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp clinking sound.
Before they could react, Lan Yu strode forward, raised her slender and beautiful little fist, and slammed it into a martial artist.
One punch pierced through the man's chest, making him as fragile as if he were made of paper.
In the blink of an eye, several people were brutally beaten to death by Lan Yu.
This is practically a human monster.
That's terrifying!
"Run!"
The remaining warriors fled in panic.
Several people tried to escape towards Ye Feng, but he casually killed them.
With a wave of her slender hand, Lan Yu sent a string of bubbles floating in mid-air chasing after them, which then exploded one after another above their heads.
They were instantly killed by the explosion.
When the bubble was released, Lan Yu infused it with a trace of his own aura, making it easy to kill several Yellow Realm martial artists.
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