Ye Feng smiled faintly: "What a coincidence, I just like to meddle in other people's business."
"Boy, do you want to die?"
A bearded man picked up a chair and was about to attack, but was stopped by an older man in a Tang suit.
"Don't do it, we have more important things to do."
The big men seemed to follow the lead of the big man in Tang suits, and immediately all of them restrained their arrogance.
The man in the Tang suit slowly stood up, smiling: "My friend, my brother is too impatient. I hope you can be magnanimous and not argue with him. I am here to apologize to him. Let me drink first as a token of my respect."
The man in the Tang suit had a full glass of white wine in his cup, and he drank it all in one gulp.
Ye Feng looked at the big man who was pinched by his fingers with contempt: "Your brother needs to change his temper, otherwise, he will die someday without knowing how."
With a slight pinch of his fingers, the big man felt as if his wrist was being clamped by an iron clamp, and felt an intense pain.
"Ouch, ouch."
The big man was shaking with pain, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his arms dropped weakly.
When the people at the same table saw the big man screaming in pain because of Ye Feng, they clenched their fists in anger, but no one dared to take action without the permission of the man in Tang suit.
The man in the Tang suit seemed indifferent to the big man's screams, still smiling: "My friend, thank you for teaching my brother a lesson, so I don't have to do it myself."
The man in the Tang suit was smart enough not to take action. Ye Feng, who wanted to beat the gang to a pulp, had to give up. He snorted and loosened his fingers: "Be more careful next time, don't hit people for everything."
"Of course, he will pay attention."
The man in the Tang suit winked at his companions, threw down a few hundred yuan, and they hurriedly left the table, supporting each other and walking away.
Jiang Yixue's face turned red all the way to her neck, her eyes became charming and blurred, and she pulled Ye Feng to drink: "I'm happy today, let's have another drink."
Ye Feng took her wine glass lovingly. Jiang Yixue was drunk and fell asleep on the table.
Seeing their elder sister fell down drunk, Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er looked at each other, with a sly look in their eyes.
Jiang Yuxin glanced at the door: "Those people just now seemed to be afraid of you and were scared away by you. Brother Ye Feng is so powerful."
"It's not that simple. These guys are not good people. They are ancient warriors. The reason they keep quiet and are afraid to fight with me must be because they have something shameful to do. These people are more terrifying than those hooligans. I want to go and see what they are doing. Your sister is drunk, so please take her back to the hotel."
"Ah, you asked me to take my sister back, we still need to..."
Without waiting for Jiang Yuxin to finish speaking, Ye Feng hurriedly left the hot pot restaurant, leaving Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er staring blankly at Jiang Yixue who was sleeping on the table.
Jiang Yuxin said helplessly: "That's good. We can't go to the nightclub. We have to take my sister back to the hotel. I should have gotten her drunk earlier."
Lan Ling'er rolled her eyes and thought she was unlucky: "Who knew Ye Feng would be willing to leave her to us alone? Let's go. This place is far from our hotel. Let's take a taxi. I can't carry your sister."
Ye Feng followed the five big men and came to a parking lot.
The big men came to a van, smoking and chatting.
The man in the Tang suit kept looking at his watch: "It's time, why hasn't the sect leader come yet?"
The injured man's arm has recovered. His companion comforted him, "We were so angry when we saw you get beaten. If the boss hadn't stopped us, we would have definitely beaten that guy down."
The man in the Tang suit took a puff of his cigarette and said, "The sect leader asked us to transport the things here, and repeatedly reminded us that there must not be any mistakes. That boy is obviously a master of ancient martial arts. It's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm afraid that it will delay what the sect leader wants us to do. If the sect leader gets angry, we won't have a place to die."
The injured man nodded respectfully and said, "Boss, you are right. After we finish our work, we will go and settle the score with that guy."
A Mercedes-Benz Maybach slowly drove into the parking lot and the window slowly opened. From Ye Feng's angle, he could not see the face of the person in the car.
A sinister voice was heard, sounding very familiar; it was Yue Zhuoqun from Taiyi Sect.
"Has the stuff been delivered?"
The man in the Tang suit replied respectfully: "Master, the things have been delivered as you ordered."
Ye Feng frowned when he heard this. They were so secretive. What was in the truck? Where was it sent to
Yue Zhuoqun seemed very excited and praised: "Well done, you have worked hard, Elder Xiao, I am confident that you can do the job, I will reward you after we finish the ancient martial arts competition and return to the mountain."
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. He never realized that Tian in Tang suit, who was only in his thirties at most, was actually an elder of Taiyi Sect. Such a young elder must have a special status in Taiyi Sect.
The man in the Tang suit had a proud look on his face: "Thank you for the compliment, Sect Master."
Yue Zhuoqun slowly raised the car window, as if thinking of something: "Has anyone followed or noticed me along the way?"
Elder Xiao said in a confident tone: "Don't worry, Sect Master. No one noticed or followed us. We drove non-stop from Taiyi Sect to here for a whole day. We just had dinner and didn't go anywhere."
Yue Zhuoqun was relieved: "Okay, now at Huashan, all the disciples from various sects have gathered, and there are also official people. Don't cause trouble, go home quickly."
"Thank you, Master."
After the instructions were completed, the Mercedes-Benz Maybach slowly drove out of the parking lot. Elder Xiao and his companions also got in the car. They stepped on the accelerator and the truck drove out of the parking lot.
Ye Feng flew up from the darkness, and a sword light shot straight into the sky, like a meteor streaking through the night sky.
Inside the truck, the big man with an injured arm kept shouting that his arm ached and he couldn't use any strength. Although Ye Feng just held his wrist and did nothing else, in fact, the meridians in his arm had been broken by Ye Feng. His right hand would always be weak and powerless, and he would no longer be able to use it to hit people.
Elder Xiao, a man in Tang suit, checked the big man's arm and said with a puzzled look: "Your bones are not broken, it's probably a twisted tendon. When we return to the sect, I'll ask Pharmacist Qiao to take a look at you."
Suddenly, a big tree fell on the road in front of the headlights. The driver braked urgently and turned the steering wheel in time. With a harsh brake sound, the rear wheels of the truck drifted and stopped in front of the big tree in time.
"Who put that tree across the road? Luckily I'm a pretty good driver, or I would have hit it."
"Xiao Si, go move the tree away."
Four big men got out of the car and moved the tree away from the road. Someone noticed something wrong and said, "Boss, this tree looks like it was cut by someone. Look at the cut, it's very neat. It must have been cut with a sharp knife."
Elder Xiao's expression was stern: "Not good, it seems someone deliberately put the tree in the way, trying to stop us."
(End of this chapter)