Chapter 147 - Instant Kill
Chapter 147 of "The Strongest Dandy in the City" introduces the scene: âBrother San, I reckon that kid isnât going to show up.Thereâs no one that stupid... Keep going!
âBrother San, I reckon that kid isnât going to show up.Thereâs no one that stupid in this world!â The man who hosted the auction stood respectfully beside Brother San, his words filled with disdain for Ye Chenfeng.
Brother San looked up at the clock and thought to himself, âCould it be that I really misjudged this time?
Is he truly just a coward afraid of death?â
Brother San rose from his chair, looked at the suspended Mao Kangping and Brother Hu, and said, âIt seems your savior wonât be coming today, so donât blame me, Brother San, for being ruthless.
Remember, in your next life, open your eyes wide and choose carefully who to follow.â
Mao Kangping and Brother Hu felt their hearts sink to the bottom of the lake, their eyes filled with despair as they stuck out their tongues to lick their parched lips.
Just as they were about to harbor some resentment towards Ye Chenfeng, a voice entered the Yishun Auction House hall, âSorry, Iâm a bit late.â
After arriving at the market, Ye Chenfeng didnât head directly to Yishun Auction House but instead bought a set of clothes in a clothing store.
After all, he couldnât possibly keep an appointment wearing only boxers!
The moment Ye Chenfeng walked into Yishun Auction House, he saw Mao Kangping and Brother Hu suspended mid-air, their bodies covered in gashes deep enough to reveal bone.
This caused Ye Chenfengâs smile to vanish, and anger surged within him âwhizzâ after âwhizzâ.
No matter what, this was all due to Ye Chenfeng dragging them into this mess.
He had thought that in these three days, Mao Kangping and Brother Hu wouldnât face any danger.
Who would have expected Yishun Auction House to treat them like this?
âYouâre still a man of your word.
If you were even a step later, you might never see your two friends here again,â said Brother San, seeing the punctual appearance of Ye Chenfeng and the following Han Chuxue.
He assumed the other was coming to surrender.
When Mao Kangping and Brother Hu saw Ye Chenfeng appear, their despairing eyes filled with a touch of emotion.
There was no way they could feel resentment anymore; in their eyes, Ye Chenfeng could have completely ignored them.
If they had been in his place, they might not have kept this deadly appointment.
âYe, Mr.
Ye, please, just go!
Forget about us,â said Mao Kangping, his voice weak.
Brother Hu, a burly man with a broad back and a bear-like stature, now had tears welling up in his eyes. ThÉŞs chapter is updated by É´o(v)elFÉŞre.É´et
He truly had not expected there to be someone in this world who was so loyal.
So he said with a strong will, âYe, Mr.
Ye, we, weâve gotten to know each other through adversity, havenât we?
I, Little Hu, having met Mr.
Ye, I, I have no regrets at all.â
âSmack, smack,â the man who hosted the auction stepped in front of Mao Kangping and Brother Hu and slapped them each twice, saying, âWhatâs with all the chatter?
Not just him, but neither of you two are leaving here alive today.â
Ye Chenfeng watched as Mao Kangping and Brother Hu reveal their true feelings, and when his pitch-black eyes turned toward the auction host, they were filled with endless murderous intent.
Han Chuxue, standing next to Ye Chenfeng, was seeing his face show such an expression for the first time.
She knew that at this moment, Ye Chenfeng was utterly enraged.
But could he truly overcome Brother San?
Even though Ye Chenfengâs strength had increased, this question constantly troubled Han Chuxue.
Ye Chenfeng took step after step towards the young man who hosted the auction.
The young man saw Ye Chenfeng approaching and showed no sign of panic, only arrogance and confidence.
In his opinion, Ye Chenfeng was someone who had been beaten and sent running by his boss.
How could such a person make any waves here?
Did he dare confront him in this place?
Perhaps due to overconfidence, the young man overlooked the murderous rage steaming in Ye Chenfengâs eyes and said contemptuously, âWhat, youâve come to apologize to your grandpa?
Iâve put a lot of effort into hosting your two friends these past few days.
You should really thank me properly.â
With a loud âsmackâ echoing through the hall of Yishun Auction House, Ye Chenfeng reached the young man and, without a single superfluous word, slapped him across the face.
The slap was infused with Soul Force, and the young manâs face deformed from the bone-crushing impact, as blood spurted from his nose, ears, eyes, and mouth.
His body was flung five or six meters away, and he lay on the ground, howling in his throat.
The young manâs disdain had vanished without a trace, and his eyes were filled with fear.
However, he managed to steady his emotions when he remembered that the other party was a defeated subordinate of his boss.
âThird Master, you, you must stand up for me!
You must seek justice for me!â the young man implored inarticulately.
The Third Masterâs eyes narrowed as he looked at Ye Chenfeng and said, âYoung man, do not forget where you are.
How dare you behave so recklessly here?
Did you come here today to atone and accept your punishment before me?â
âJust now your dog said that none of us would be able to leave alive today.
Even if I were to punish myself, would there be any meaning to it?
Besides, do you think I would do something so foolish?â Ye Chenfengâs body gradually filled with the power of level six Soul Force.
The Third Master spoke indifferently, âSince things have come to this point, letâs lay everything out on the table.
Offending someone from Yishun Auction House means certain death, so neither of your friends will be able to leave alive either.â
âHowever, in my opinion, youâre an incredibly foolish man.
Knowing that coming here meant certain death, you still punctually kept the appointment for the sake of these two people?
Should I praise you for your loyalty, or should I praise you for your audacity?â
The Third Master did not take Ye Chenfeng seriously at all; after all, he had chased and beaten him just three days ago.
Could the situation really have reversed in just three short days?
That was absolutely impossible.
âThereâs a bit of loyalty, and a bit of courage, but Iâm more certain that soon you wonât be able to laugh,â Ye Chenfeng said, feeling the surging level six Soul Force filling his body.
The young man who Ye Chenfeng had slapped away was helped up by two strong men and came to the Third Masterâs side, saying, âThird Master, letâs not waste words on him anymore.
Letâs break his arms and legs first, then we can take our time torturing him.â A terrifying and frightening smile appeared on the young manâs fierce face, as he had already thought of hundreds of ways to torture Ye Chenfeng.
The Third Master also knew that dilly-dallying was not the solution and raised his True Energy Force to its peak, sweeping toward Ye Chenfeng.
He was confident that he could defeat Ye Chenfeng with just one move.
Ye Chenfeng stepped forward to shield Han Chuxue behind him.
Han Chuxue felt warmth in her heart as she looked at Ye Chenfengâs silhouette and silently wondered, âCan he defeat the Third Master?â
Mao Kangping and Brother Hu, hanged mid-air, had their hearts in their throats.
They also believed that Ye Chenfeng was doomed to lose; after all, the events from three days ago were right in front of them.
How much could possibly change in three days?
Although they really didnât want to admit it, butâŚ
The young man hosting the auction, seeing Ye Chenfeng standing still, thought Ye Chenfeng was paralyzed with fear, and seemed to already envision the scene of the Third Master striking Ye Chenfeng down, with a crazed and excited smile emerging on his face.
However, just as the Third Masterâs fist was about to strike Ye Chenfengâs chest, the surging level six Soul Force from within Ye Chenfengâs body was suddenly released.
The powerful wave of energy made everyone present gasp for air, especially the Third Master, who sensed that something was terribly wrong.
But it was already too late for the Third Master to retreat.
Ye Chenfeng lightly lifted his leg, landing a kick on the Third Masterâs chest.
With a âbang,â the Third Masterâs chest seemed to have been struck heavily by a massive hammer; all his chest bones caved in, blood spraying from his mouth.
The whole person flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
One move.
A simple move.
The Third Master was taken down in a second?
(To be continued.
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