Chapter 27:
 Anyone Who Provokes Him Must Die!
Seeing their leader suddenly and inexplicably collapse to the ground, the other five men were stunned.
Somethingâs wrong! Whatâs going on??
Who did this?
After a long moment of shock, they all turned their eyes toward Ye Feng standing ahead.
It was him!
It must be him!
There was no one else here except him.
But this kid looked only about eighteen or nineteenâhow could he have done something like this?
Ye Feng slowly raised his hand and gently pressed downward.
âBang! Bang! Bang!â
A series of muffled sounds rang out as all five burly men were forced onto their knees by an invisible pressure.
Terror instantly filled their faces. They looked at Ye Feng as if he were a ghost, trembling as they stammered:
âYou⌠you you⌠how did you do this?â
Ye Feng looked at them coldly.
âWho sent you?â
The five exchanged glances, but none of them answered.
A faint smirk appeared on Ye Fengâs lips. He pressed his hand down again.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
All five menâs leg bones shattered instantly. Before they could even scream, a gust of force struck them and knocked them unconscious.
Ye Feng walked forward and placed his right hand on one of their heads, activating a soul-searching technique.
Very quickly, all the information in the manâs mind was extracted.
Unfortunately, this man knew nothing about the mastermind behind the scenes.
Ye Feng frowned and looked at the corpse of the scar-faced man.
That man should have been their leaderâhe would definitely know more. Killing him so quickly was a mistake.
Cold killing intent flashed in Ye Fengâs eyes, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop sharply.
Even though he didnât know who wanted to harm him, he would not let it go.
Anyone who provokes him must die!
A burst of spiritual fire shot out, and all six bodies were reduced to ashes.
After killing six people, Ye Fengâs expression remained completely calm.
Those who harbored malice toward him would pay the price.
There was no sympathy.
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Ye Feng arrived at the Ferrari, placed his suitcase in the front trunk, and called Cheng Xiaoling.
He felt that something was very wrong with Wanâer, so he didnât call her directly.
First, he needed to find out where she was before going to her.
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Meanwhile, at a street food stall.
Seeing that it was Ye Feng calling, Cheng Xiaoling glanced at Lin Wanâer, who was sitting there silently with her head lowered.
After thinking for a moment, she walked aside and answered the call.
âWhere are you and Wanâer? Iâm coming over now,â Ye Feng asked directly as soon as the call connected.
âHongxing Street Food Stall,â Cheng Xiaoling replied coldly.
âHow is she? I just heard her voice earlierâit sounded very wrong,â Ye Feng asked worriedly.
âShe cried just now. She cried very badly.â
âShe cried? What happened? Was someone bullying her?â Ye Fengâs tone immediately became tense.
Cheng Xiaoling curled her lips slightly. So you can get anxious too?
âIsnât it obvious? Itâs because of you. If it werenât for you, why would she be so upset?â
âBecause of me?â Ye Feng was confused. âWhat did I do?â
âYou still ask? Obviously you were flirting with some other girl and she happened to see it. What else could it be? The heavens are watching everythingâyou still dare deny it?â
Cheng Xiaoling sneered.
She rarely saw her best friend cry like this, and now that it was because of Ye Feng, she naturally had no good attitude toward him.
Ye Fengâs face immediately darkened.
âI warn you, donât slander me casually. When did I ever flirt with other girls? I am devoted to Wanâer. I only love her and would never like anyone else.â
Cheng Xiaoling froze slightly.
She didnât expect Ye Feng to say something like that.
Could it be⌠he really didnât get involved with another woman?
Or did Wanâer misunderstand?
Although she was still somewhat doubtful, Ye Fengâs words did reduce her suspicion a little.
As long as he still loved Wanâer, that was enough. She didnât want to see her best friend hurt.
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After hanging up the phone,
Ye Feng looked slightly surprised.
Cheng Xiaolingâs words made him instantly understand what was going on.
Wanâer must have misunderstood something.
Could it be because of Tang Yingying?
After thinking it through, the only girl he had recently interacted with was Tang Yingying. No one else.
Could it be that Wanâer saw him with Tang Yingying?
If that was the case, then it really would be a misunderstanding.
Wanâer was a girl who valued love deeply, so it was normal for her to be sensitive about such things.
If it were him, he might react the same way too.
If your partner was seen chatting and laughing ambiguously with another person of the opposite sex, how could you feel calm?
He decided to explain everything to her in person, otherwise the misunderstanding would only grow worse.
He got into the car,
started the Ferrari LaFerrari, and sped toward the Hongxing Street Food Stall.
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At the street food stall.
Cheng Xiaoling glanced at her phone and walked back to Lin Wanâer, speaking gently:
âWanâer, itâs getting late. We should go back.â
âMm⌠letâs go back.â
Just as Lin Wanâer stood up, several people suddenly blocked their path.
They were all drunk.
Leading them was a bald, overweight man with a dragon tattoo on his arm, followed by a few young thug-like men.
They had been drinking nearby and were too focused on their conversation to notice the two girls.
Just as they were about to leave, a yellow-haired thug suddenly spotted them and exclaimed:
âDamn! Boss, look at those two womenâtheyâre stunning!â
âOh my god! That girl in the white shirtâis she a fairy? Sheâs insanely beautiful!â
The bald man glanced at him disdainfully, as if mocking his lack of experience.
At first, he wasnât interested, but when he heard his subordinates repeatedly praising their beauty, he frowned and looked over.
One glanceâand his eyes straightened.
After drinking, his primal desires were already heightened.
Seeing such top-tier beauties made him feel a strong surge of lust.
He walked over, sniffed the air greedily, and stared lewdly at Lin Wanâer.
Then he reached out his filthy hand, trying to touch her.
Lin Wanâer quickly stepped back, a flash of disgust in her eyes.
Cheng Xiaoling stepped forward, blocking her, and shouted:
âWhat are you trying to do?â
âWhat am I doing?â
The fat man sneered, his cheeks shaking as he laughed obscenely while reaching for her:
âWhat do you think Iâm doing? Of course Iâm going to have fun with you girls!â
He thought to himself that although this girl wasnât as stunning as the one in the white shirt, she was still beautifulâand her figure was absolutely amazing.
Cheng Xiaolingâs face changed slightly. She retreated a few steps, gritting her teeth in anger.
These people were covered in tattoosâclearly notorious gangsters.
Not easy to deal with.
Fearing they might act recklessly and hurt her and Wanâer, she forced herself to stay calm and said:
âI advise you not to act recklessly. This is a law-based society. I donât think you want to go to jail.â
âJail?â
The yellow-haired thug sneered:
âYouâve got guts! Talking to our boss like that? Do you know who he is?â
âWho?â
Cheng Xiaoling felt a growing sense of unease. With such arrogance, they likely had a strong background.
If that was true, their situation was dangerous.
