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Chapter 118: Chapter 0118: Devil’s Meat Grinder
"Yes!"
After hearing Ye Xunhuan admit it, the bald man reached out and touched his bald head, his face somewhat fierce as he said, "Kid, someone wants your head. If you don’t want to suffer, just come with us quietly!"
"However, don’t be afraid, at least you can still breathe this beautiful air and enjoy the taste of being alive!"
As he spoke, the bald man gently twisted his neck, and the cracking sound was endless, "Also, don’t even think about running away. You don’t stand a chance!"
As soon as the bald man’s words fell, seven or eight fierce-looking, menacing men appeared behind Ye Xunhuan.
"Just with you guys?"
Ye Xunhuan laughed, his laugh full of scorn and disdain.
After hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words, the bald man’s face changed, "Kid, if you don’t eat a toast, you must drink a forfeit. Attack!"
No sooner had the bald man’s words fallen than Ye Xunhuan kicked off the ground, moving like a ghost directly towards the bald man, his terrifying speed stirring a gust of wind.
At that moment, Ye Xunhuan had the upper hand.
The bald man had just regained his senses when Ye Xunhuan was already in front of him.
An indescribable sense of crisis instantly filled the bald man’s heart, and he almost instinctively stepped back.
But it was already too late.
Ye Xunhuan’s right hand suddenly swung out, grasping like reaching into a bag, seized the bald man’s neck, pulled him backward, and instantly met him with his elbow!
"Crack!"
A crisp sound immediately followed; the tremendous force directly broke the bald man’s facial bones and nasal bridge, blood spurting out like a fountain.
Ye Xunhuan sidestepped slightly, avoiding the splash of blood on himself. He then forcefully flung him, like throwing away trash, directly smashing the bald man against a wall!
"Clang!"
After a loud noise, the bald man, like a dead dog, heavily hit the ground, convulsing all over, appearing extremely painful.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless, this was a perfect portrayal of Ye Xunhuan. In a blink of an eye, he had incapacitated the bald man, robbing him of his ability to fight.
The others, upon seeing this scene, completely forgot to attack, staring dumbfounded at Ye Xunhuan as if they had seen a ghost, their faces a picture of disbelief.
They were clear about what kind of combat strength the bald man had, but they had not expected him to be swiftly and decisively defeated by Ye Xunhuan, leaving them utterly dumbfounded.
This shock came from deep within their hearts.
They might have been stunned and dumbfounded, but Ye Xunhuan was not. His figure flashed, immediately appearing in front of another big man. His clenched fist, like a cannonball out of its chamber, slammed down towards the big man.
"Bang!"
With one punch, the great force sent the big man flying out, his chest caving in below the ribs.
After sending the big man flying with one punch, Ye Xunhuan’s clenched fist suddenly opened, his fingers tightly stretched together like a blade, and then swiftly moved toward another big man’s neck!
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
The muffled sound and the sound of breaking bones almost rang out at the same time.
The next moment, the man fell directly to the ground, not even convulsing before he lay still without any movement.
This place was the old district, home to many people, and Ye Xunhuan knew that he had to make it quick, because any delay might alert the residents—a scenario he didn’t want to see.
At that moment, the others finally snapped out of it.
Someone yelled, "Kill him!"
Suddenly, these burly men swarmed toward Ye Xunhuan like bees.
But before the dozens of large men could reach him, Ye Xunhuan’s figure flickered like a ghost and reappeared in front of one of them, swinging his right hand in a powerful whip.
"Bang!"
Facing Ye Xunhuan’s abrupt appearance and the powerful hand whip, the burly man couldn’t dodge in time and was directly struck by Ye Xunhuan. Half of his face caved in, blood gushing everywhere, and he fell to the ground lifeless, instantly dead!
Seeing their companion mercilessly killed by Ye Xunhuan like slaughtering a chicken, the remaining men didn’t run away but instead rushed crazily toward Ye Xunhuan.
Before long, Ye Xunhuan was completely blocked in the middle of the alley, leaving him with no way to dodge.
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan snorted disdainfully and with a push on the ground—as though his feet had springs—he leapt into the air, twisting his waist, turning around, and kicking. His instep tensed, and his toes swept out like blades!
Chain kicks!
This time, Ye Xunhuan executed a series of chain kicks that weren’t very sophisticated.
Although Ye Xunhuan’s turning chain kicks weren’t sophisticated, his kicking speed was as quick as lightning, and the force was tremendously strong. It seemed as if the air around his kicks was directly dispersed.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The fierce breeze from the kicks was like sharp blades.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Following that, a series of crisp sounds emitted, Ye Xunhuan performed what looked like a three-hundred-sixty-degree turn in the air, continuously kicking out eight legs!
Four of these legs hit the heads of the four big men in front directly, instantly blowing their heads apart. The next four men, though they reacted quickly by raising their arms to protect themselves, couldn’t withstand the terrible force of Ye Xunhuan’s kick. Not only were their arms shattered, but their bodies were also hurled out.
Bang!
Four thuds resonated abruptly.
"Snap!"
Simultaneously, Ye Xunhuan landed at that moment, then immediately sprung up, charging toward the others.
At this moment, Ye Xunhuan was like a soul reaper who had crawled out of hell, like a demon from hell, targeting anyone he locked his sights on—a sure trip to hell for them.
There were no fancy moves, no stylish antics, only deadly skills.
To others, martial arts was for health and self-defense, but for Ye Xunhuan, it was a way to kill!
A series of muffled groans, one after another, amidst erratic footsteps and chaotic figures, blood kept spraying out.
At this moment, Ye Xunhuan was like a cold, unfeeling killing machine, just like a devilish meat grinder, from which no one could escape.
Blood had slowly stained the ground red, and the entire alleyway was shrouded, filled with a suffocating, bloody atmosphere, oppressing the air to its extreme!
In front of Ye Xunhuan, life seemed as trivial as weeds, like ants, unable to make him care at all.
In this moment, Ye Xunhuan’s silhouette was immensely elongated, like a huge mountain that overshadowed the sun, weighing heavily on everyone’s chest, stifling their breaths!
At this moment, who was the prey, and who was the hunter, was self-evident!
