Chapter 148 - The Most Painful Thing Is Not Death
Chapter 148 of "The Strongest Dandy in the City" kicks off revealing: What is happening here?In the enormous hall of Yishun Auction House, the silence was terrifying,... Find out whatâs next!
What is happening here?In the enormous hall of Yishun Auction House, the silence was terrifying, with only the sound of heavy breathing echoing in the air.
Whether it was the young man, Brother Hu, Mao Kangping, or Han Chuxue, even Third Master himself didnât expect such a thing to happen?
This could only be described as âdemonicâ.
How could Ye Chenfengâs strength have increased to such an extent in just three short days?
Third Master recalled that just three days ago, he was fighting Ye Chenfeng head-on and had to run away, yet now he was easily defeated by him?
And he was defeated in such a disgraceful manner.
âCough cough coughâ A fierce bout of coughing from the throat, the intense pain from a broken rib in his chest made it difficult for Third Master to even breathe.
Every level increase in Soul Force brings about earth-shattering changes.
However, Ye Chenfeng was still somewhat surprised by the result of defeating Third Master with just one move, as he had thought it might have taken more effort to win.
Standing behind Ye Chenfeng, a look of astonishment flickered in Han Chuxueâs beautiful eyes.
Third Masterâs strength had already reached the Peak of High Grade Profound Rank, even on the verge of stepping into Earth Rank, yet he was simply defeated by Ye Chenfeng?
What method did he use?
How did he improve his strength in just three days?
If she could get the method Ye Chenfeng used to increase his strength, wouldnât the chances of Han Chuxue taking her revenge be greatly improved?
Ye Chenfeng let down Mao Kangping and Brother Hu, who had been hanging from hemp ropes in midair, and gently infused a stream of gentle Soul Force into each of them.
They were still in shock!
Even with their feet on the ground, they hadnât come to their senses, until they felt a warm current flowing through their exhausted bodies, and their strength was somewhat restored, like a parched land finally receiving a drizzle of rain.
âMr.
Ye, Iâm not dreaming, am I?
You kicked Third Master away with just one foot?â Brother Hu asked excitedly as if he was in a dream.
âMr.
Ye, werenât you, three days ago, not his match?â Mao Kangping asked cautiously.
Ye Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, âI admit that I was no match for him three days ago, but today, three days later, this so-called Third Master, in my eyes, is at best a Second Master.
This kind of fool who relies on taking hostages to threaten me, wasnât he just kicked away by my foot?
Not far away, Third Master had just caught his breath when he heard Ye Chenfengâs assessment of him.
Suddenly finding it hard to breathe again, he spat out another mouthful of blood with a âpfffâ from his throat.
The young man being propped up by two burly men saw Ye Chenfeng walking towards him, and he could no longer be arrogant.
His only reliance, Third Master, had been kicked away by Ye Chenfeng; what ground did he have to challenge him?
He quickly begged for mercy, âItâs my fault, I was wrong.
Please, I beg you to overlook my errors, and let me go as if I were just a fart!â
âThat wonât do; I havenât properly thanked you for âtaking careâ of my friends these three days!
Besides, I am an environmentalist, of course, and I must resolutely eliminate you.
Otherwise, how much would you pollute the cityâs air?â Since the young man had just admitted to âtaking careâ of Mao Kangping and Brother Hu, Ye Chenfeng felt it reasonable to take this revenge for the two of them.
Seeing that his plea for mercy was useless, the young man gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and shouted, âGo on, attack, donât let him come any closer.â
The young man was truly desperate, but he didnât stop to think that even Third Master was no match for Ye Chenfeng; could these mere twenty or thirty burly men stop him?
The burly man leading the charge, still three meters away from Ye Chenfeng, was locked in place by the overwhelming aura emanating from him.
It was as if lead had been poured into his legs, and he could not move a step.
His body began to tremble slightly, enveloped by a sense of impending death.
Then, warmth spread through his lower abdomen, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed out from his pants.
None of those present dared to laugh out loud because they too felt the aura radiating from Ye Chenfeng.
It made their scalp tingle, and they even felt like turning and running away.
Third Master shakily rose from the ground and said, âYoung brother, letâs just forget about todayâs business.
I can overlook our previous issues.
What do you think?â
People are often of low character, only bowing their heads obediently after tasting bitterness, much like Third Master now, who hurriedly changed his way of addressing Ye Chenfeng after realizing his strength surpassed his own, even though he was itching to tear Ye Chenfeng limb from limb in his heart.
âYou say forget it and itâs forgotten?
You really think Iâm some soft persimmon that anyone can just squeeze at will?
Right now, killing you is simpler than squashing an ant, so youâd best think about how you can make me spare you before I deal with your worthless life,â Ye Chenfeng said as he walked over to the young man.
The two men who had been supporting the young man had already run off to one side; they certainly did not want to provoke this King of Hell.
Hadnât they seen Third Master kicked flying by him?
âWhat, what do you want to do?â the young man asked, voice trembling.
âIâve got something nice for you to eat.â As he spoke, Ye Chenfeng pulled a red pill from his pocket.
Without waiting for the young manâs reaction, he shoved the red pill into his mouth, forcing him to swallow it.
âWhat did you feed me?â the young man who was forced to swallow the red pill quickly asked.
âWhat else could it be but poison?â Ye Chenfeng casually replied.
âUgh, ugh, ugh,â hearing this, the young man hurriedly stuck his fingers down his throat, hoping to vomit out the red pill that had gone down his stomach.
But even as he nearly vomited out his bile, the red pill did not come up from his stomach.
âStop wasting your efforts.
The name of this red pill is âExtreme Itch Pill.â Once it enters a personâs esophagus, it will immediately dissolve into the body.
To put it clearly, itâs not really a poison.
After taking it, oneâs entire body will itch, thatâs all.
If you can endure it, then I might let you off,â Ye Chenfeng said, his lips harboring a faint smile.
Upon hearing it was just a whole body itch, the young man quickly said to Ye Chenfeng, âThank you for letting me off, thank you for letting me off.â In his mind, an itch over the body was nothing serious.
Surely, it was better than being killed, right?
Yet, the young man would soon realize how terribly wrong his thoughts were.
Once the power of the Extreme Itch Pill took effect, he scratched incessantly at his body with his fingers, but no matter how much he scratched, the itching became worse and compelled him to continue, unable to stop.
Onlookers like Third Master, Han Chuxue, Mao Kangping, and Brother Hu watched with horror and trepidation as the young manâs clothes were torn to shreds, the skin on his face, hands, feet, and body all clawed off, exposing bloody red flesh.
Even the burly Brother Hu felt nauseous at the sight.
The young man, while wailing painfully from his throat, continued to claw at his bloodied body.
Now he understood just how ridiculous his earlier thought was.
At this moment, even death seemed like a luxurious wish.
âI, I canât take it anymore.â The young man clawed frantically at his chest with all his might, to the point where his organs were pulled out.
Until that moment, it seemed as if an expression of relief could be glimpsed on the bloody and mangled face of the young man.
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He had not intended to use it lightly, given how cruel such a death was, but upon seeing the tortured states of Mao Kangping and Brother Hu, only then did he decide to take this extreme step for revenge on their behalf.
(To be continued.
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