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Sven, who had been through many battles, could also see that Ye Feng had reached the peak in both momentum and psychology.

These were not just talk. Fighting was all about momentum. If you give up first, you lose half the battle!

Plus the opponent's bloodthirsty eyes.

Sven did not dare to be careless at all. He pulled away and raised his arms to get ready for a fight.

However, in Ye Feng's eyes, Sven's preparation was no different from playing house.

From the defense alone, Ye Feng saw stiffness.

The gangster took a boxing defensive posture. Ye Feng could not think of any words except stiffness.

Such moves might give the opponent a headache against ordinary people, thinking that he was a martial artist.

But for Ye Feng, it was simply too weak.

Ye Feng, who had experience as a mercenary, emphasized stability, accuracy and ruthlessness. He could kill with one blow and never used a second blow.

Ye Feng raised his mouth and rushed towards Sven.

Facing Ye Feng who was like a madman, Sven, who had a plan and tactics in his mind.

Completely empty, a blank.

Seeing this, Sven hurriedly used his arms to block his head to block Ye Feng's attack.

Ye Feng also rarely gave up his fighting habits.

The attack of his fists was as dense as raindrops, and he wanted to break through head-on and crush him.

Pressing and hitting was the only thought in Ye Feng's mind.

Bang, bang, bang...

Ye Feng punched continuously. Every punch hit Sven's arm that was blocking. Fortunately, Sven parried at the beginning.

He could also use a low whip kick and jab to harass.

As time passed, Sven had to retreat two or three steps or even more after each hit.

Ye Feng was extremely fast. Although Sven tried to resist, he was still staggered and fell to the ground by Ye Feng.

After falling, Sven subconsciously wanted to use his arms to support the ground and stabilize his body.

As a result, as soon as his arm touched the ground, he heard a "crack" sound.

Feeling the severe pain, Sven realized that his hand was broken, and was broken by the person in front of him.

He didn't feel it before, it was because of the adrenaline in the human body.

"Bang..." Ye Feng kicked Sven's jaw.

A dull sound rang out, and Sven was knocked to the ground by Ye Feng. The whole person lay on the ground in a big shape, with a blank look on his face.

Hearing the footsteps of Ye Feng attacking again, Sven stretched out his other hand that could move.

"Enough, I admit defeat, you win!"

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard it. You know, today's scene is so grand.

One-tenth of the club members are here, and he, Sven, is the leader of the Changle Gang! Admitting defeat in front of so many people!

This is not only a loss of face, but also dignity!

It is possible that Siwen will never recover from this incident, and the younger brother will be ashamed to have such a big brother.

However, Ye Feng quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, this is a world where the strong are respected.

Siwen was defeated.

Moreover, he was defeated miserably.

The only pity is that he met Ye Feng, or more precisely, he met Ye Feng who was going to be promoted.

Ye Feng came to Siwen and shouted condescendingly: "Bring me a chair!"

When Greyhound was about to look for a chair, a younger brother in the Hongxing crowd brought the chair for recording the etiquette account at the door.

Ye Feng smiled at the other party, stepped on the chair with his right leg, and said coldly: "Get through, as long as you Siwen get through, I will let you go today!"

Siwen himself did not expect that he had already admitted defeat, and he still wanted to humiliate him like this.

As the leader of Changle, Yalong could no longer sit still at this moment.

He yelled, "Fuck you, I'm going to kill you."

He walked towards Ye Feng with a fierce momentum.

"It's over." Seeing Yalong's fierce aura, many people shook their heads secretly, thinking that Ye Feng was going to suffer.

At the same time, they also gloated over Ye Feng's misfortune. Let you take the limelight, but you are too much, right?

Arrogant, I wonder how arrogant you can be.

It's so simple to get involved in a gang. You can cheer for you in the last second, and hope you die in the next second.

He is afraid of his brothers suffering, and afraid of his brothers driving a Land Rover.

"Greyhound!"

Ye Feng roared.

Greyhound pushed away the people in front of him, and took off the same camouflage uniform as Ye Feng while walking.

Greyhound didn't want to show off his muscles, but it was convenient to draw a knife.

One, two, three, until the fourth.

People have come to Ye Feng's side, and Ye Feng took over the two short knives.

He pointed the tip of his knife at Yalong's feet, "Come... come... if you take another step, I'll be dead, do you believe it?"

Greyhound also held a knife in each hand, panting heavily, with great force.

Yalong, who was born in the Red Stick family, could see clearly that this was not physical exhaustion, but excitement.Extremely excited.

Thoughts that I never dared to think of came to my mind.

Are they really going to kill me? Aren't they afraid of Changle going to war?

In an instant, Yalong was caught in a dilemma, and Ye Feng made him neither advance nor retreat.

The stalemate didn't last long. Yalong, who was troubled by his self-esteem, laughed and said, "Kill me? Are you crazy? Don't say it's you. Ask them later, who dares to say that they killed me, Yalong?"

Yalong's fingers swept over Chen Yao, the prince and others.

Ye Feng knew that he was not of high generation, and what he said was just empty talk in the eyes of others.

Put his left arm on Greyhound's shoulder.

"How about killing him with the big boss?"

Greyhound grinned and licked the sharp tiger teeth on his lower jaw, just like when Ye Feng first met him.

The breath that did not belong to a human came out spontaneously, and the domineering words came from his mouth.

"Brother Feng, you are my boss, and you saved my life. I can give it back to you, but you have to support me in the underworld. You know, I am not afraid of pain or death, but I am afraid of hunger!"

"Haha, then we two brothers will kill him first." Ye Feng laughed heartily and put down his legs on the chair.

"Damn it!" Yalong panicked when he saw that Ye Feng was really going to kill him.

If a fight broke out now, Yalong could guess that it would be almost a big melee.

His high-end combat power was restrained by others, leaving him to face two lunatics who put life and death aside.

He was also afraid. There was a high probability that he would be dragged down by the other party? He hadn't lived enough!

Not only Yalong, but Chen Yao was also a little confused.

How did things develop to this point?

What happened to Ye Feng? Isn't it good to live well? What does exchanging life mean?

"Wait!"

Ya Long suddenly yelled, and the atmosphere became extremely tense under the gaze of the crowd.

Ye Feng and Greyhound stopped!

"Chen Yao, you Hongxing..." Ya Long gritted his teeth.

Ye Feng waved his hand to interrupt: "Don't come on, what Hongxing? This is my personal matter, Du Feng, don't you want to talk about it? What, do you think you are talking nonsense?"

"I..."

Ya Long's face changed, and he clenched his teeth, but Ye Feng didn't want to give him a way out.

"Either admit defeat or go down and fight, stop bragging!"

In a car with Jiachang Restaurant printed on it not far away, Huang Yongzheng, holding a small telescope in his hand, said excitedly while looking: "It's worthy of the person I have chosen. Brother Ye is so domineering that I want to mess with them!"

Ling Liying rolled her eyes at Huang Yongzheng and pinched him hard, "Mess, what are you doing? Have you forgotten what Brother Ye told you?"

With Ling Liying's reminder, Huang Yongzheng came back to his senses from his excitement, picked up the mobile phone beside him, and was about to press the dial button.

Huang Yongzheng was surprised and said: "No, don't you look down on Brother Ye?"

"I don't look down on you? I don't want you to gamble your family business on an uncertain future!"

Speaking of this, Ling Liying's eyes were full of heartache, "It's not easy to have today's family business, you..."

Thinking of other people in the car, Ling Liying gathered her emotions and wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes.

"But you have planned it, why shouldn't I support you?"

Huang Yongzheng smiled and ordered the people in the back row.

"As fast as possible, I don't care if you use a public phone booth, rob or borrow, anyway, I have only one request, call the police station!"

The old employees who followed Huang Yongzheng to fight got off the bus with an OK sign.

As for the crowd of Hongxing, the elderly Uncle Xing shook his head and sighed.

"I don't know what A Kun is doing. Such a handsome little brother is forced to die. I really admire him. If you don't want to transfer to me!"

Chen Yao understood instantly, slapped his thigh and cursed: "Why didn't I think of it!"

What Ye Feng did today, isn't it obvious that he is going to die? Not to mention the head of Changle, just contradicting Yalong, that is not something a little brother can do.

Secretly glared at the handsome Kun on the field.

He ran up and shouted: "Poison Bee...Poison Bee..."

Ya Long breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Yao standing up. The key is that he didn't want to choose any of the paths given by Ye Feng.

He didn't want to lose face.

Ye Feng stared at Ya Long and said to Chen Yao beside him indifferently: "Brother Yao, you are the white paper fan of our Hongxing, playing with your brain. This kind of occasion is not suitable for you. Don't let them count you in later!"

Hearing Chen Yao's concern for him, he imagined a lot of things.

He also had the courage to stand in front of Ye Feng.

Controlling his voice, he whispered: "Poison Bee, Brother Yao knows that you are not"I know that you are wronged by the young man, and I know that A Kun has let you down, but you are still young, so it is not worth exchanging your life!"

Hmm? Exchange your life? Who do you exchange your life with? What do you exchange your life for?

Although Ye Feng was confused, his expression did not change at all.

Chen Yao, who was always observing, saw the "hesitation" in Ye Feng's eyes and continued.

"Mr. Jiang has already rushed back from Macau. Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe Mr. Jiang, right?"

Chen Yao deliberately moved closer and tried to lower his voice as much as possible and said, "Leave the following matters to me. I, Chen Yao, promise to let you get promoted to the Red Stick this year!"

Ye Feng first lowered his head and pretended to think.

Seeing that there was a chance, Chen Yao struck while the iron was hot and said, "Don't worry, no one will say anything. Leave everything to me and Mr. Jiang, okay? "

Chen Yao reached out to take the short knife from Ye Feng's hand.

It seemed simple, but Chen Yao's heart was in his throat.

Fortunately, Ye Feng did not resist and took off the two short knives.

Greyhound saw his boss like this and immediately handed the knife to Chen Yao.

After taking the four knives, Chen Yao winked at his subordinates and asked them to throw the knives into the trash can.