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Chapter 182: Chapter 0182: Ding Wanqiu’s Son
Ye Xunhuan was just about to turn his car toward the western suburbs when, before he could get his car turned around, three vehicles suddenly blocked his path.
The next moment, the doors of the three cars opened almost simultaneously, and dozens of young men armed with machetes and iron rods stepped out.
One after another, they headed towards Ye Xunhuan with menacing intent.
Upon seeing this, Ye Xunhuan felt a sudden shift in his heart.
Who were these people?
Ye Xunhuan was sure that they were not sent by the person who had called him because the caller had told him to go to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs. There was absolutely no need for the caller to do this!
Therefore, this must be a different group of people.
But whose group was this?
"Little bastard, get the hell out of the car," one of the youths with a Spiky hairstyle and a streak of white in his fringe said as he approached the car and immediately shouted at Ye Xunhuan inside!
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan’s eyes narrowed instantly, and a chilly gleam shot out from his eyes. If it had been another time, he wouldn’t mind playing along with the other party, but he had no time for that now!
"Scram!" Ye Xunhuan said coldly, "I don’t have time to play with you today!"
The Spiky-haired youth felt a sudden jolt in his heart upon seeing Ye Xunhuan’s fierce gaze. In that moment, he felt as if he had been targeted by some ferocious beast or devastating flood; he was chilled from head to toe, and an unprecedented fear invaded his heart.
But immediately after, the Spiky-haired youth thought about their numbers and reassured himself. Why be scared!
"You little bastard, not coming down, eh?" The Spiky-haired youth said viciously, "Smash his car for me!"
As soon as the words of the Spiky-haired youth fell, the others didn’t hesitate and moved to smash Ye Xunhuan’s car. But at that moment, Ye Xunhuan suddenly opened the car door.
The two young men who had made it to the car, ready to smash it, were instantly sent flying by the door.
The next moment, Ye Xunhuan stepped out of the car slowly, his eyes filled with a cold murderous intent, "I’m giving you one more chance, piss off if you don’t want to die!"
"Kill him for me!" yelled the Spiky-haired youth immediately.
Ye Xunhuan’s expression instantly darkened, and in a swift motion, he was right in front of the Spiky-haired youth. Before the latter could react, Ye Xunhuan’s right hand was already clenched around his throat.
Ye Xunhuan lifted the youth’s body, weighing over a hundred kilograms, with one hand.
"You’re asking for death!"
As the words fell, Ye Xunhuan twisted his hand sharply, snapping the youth’s neck, then threw the Spiky-haired youth aside as if discarding trash.
"The boss is dead, dead..."
In an instant, the group fell into chaos. But soon, they quieted down after a hand gesture from one of them.
Ye Xunhuan looked at the people in front of him and said coldly, "I’m giving you one last chance, piss off, or I won’t hesitate to kill you!"
A wave of unrest surged through the crowd!
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Kill him, avenge the boss!"
No sooner had the voice fallen than the group charged towards Ye Xunhuan, their machetes and iron rods dancing through the darkness of the night like a horde of demons.
Ye Xunhuan’s face gradually turned colder, and his eyes lost any semblance of human emotion, filled with a bone-chilling coldness!
Suddenly, Ye Xunhuan disappeared, or more accurately, turned into a blur as he charged towards them.
"Whoosh!"
A streak of afterimage flashed by, followed by a man who was immediately sent flying backwards, writhing on the ground with his entire body twitching non-stop, obviously in intense pain.
There were no fancy moves, and no dialogue, he told everyone in the simplest, most brutal way possible, "You’re courting death!"
When the others realized what was happening and tried to attack Ye Xunhuan, his figure flickered suddenly, like a ghost, appearing right behind them.
Immediately after, a hand shadow swiftly passed by, followed by a series of crisp slapping sounds, and one after another, figures were sent flying.
Facing Ye Xunhuan, they had almost no power to fight back, they couldn’t even touch his body.
But then again, the people Ji Yunlin had found back then were much stronger than these, but what was the result?
They were still easily dealt with by Ye Xunhuan in no time at all.
These people were even inferior to those Ji Yunlin had found, so how could they possibly be a match for Ye Xunhuan?
Them fighting with Ye Xunhuan was like a toddler who had just learned to walk picking a fight with an adult, the outcome naturally doesn’t need to be said. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝙗.𝒄𝒐𝒎
"Smack!"
With a slap from Ye Xunhuan on someone’s skull, it burst like a watermelon, with the blood spraying out instantly.
The crowd was thrown into extreme panic, so much so that they clustered together and started beating a retreat in their hearts, each of them wanting to flee from this place!
In their eyes, Ye Xunhuan was a demon, an absolute demon, the devil’s meat grinder!
In an instant, groans kept sounding out, cutting through the silent night. Amongst the disorderly footsteps and chaotic figures, Ye Xunhuan was like a god of slaughter descended to earth, his whole body filled with a heart-trembling, bone-chilling intent.
These people wanted to run, but would Ye Xunhuan give them the chance?
After all, he had already given them a chance, but they had insisted on seeking their own demise.
So, at this moment, not one of them could escape.
In almost the blink of an eye, almost all of these people lay on the ground, dead or wailing non-stop.
And Ye Xunhuan stood there like a demon god, looking down on them from on high.
"No... don’t... don’t kill us..."
Some of the surviving people started to beg for mercy.
At this moment, they were scared, truly scared, with an unprecedented fear.
This scene, they would never forget in their lifetimes, it would stay deep in their hearts, reminding them of the man before them who was like a demon.
"Who sent you?" Ye Xunhuan looked at the few remaining, uninjured men kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and asked.
"It’s... it’s Young Master Ding..."
"Young Master Ding?"
"Yes, him, Young Master Ding told us to come and break your legs, it’s really none of our business..."
These people were always just thugs, talking about loyalty was out of the question, not to mention professional ethics, at this moment all they wanted was to survive!
"Who is Young Master Ding?"
"It’s... it’s Ding Jinsong." As he said this, the man seemed to add as if Ye Xunhuan didn’t know who Ding Jinsong was, "He is... He is... the son of Ding Wanqiu!"
