Without giving Fei Long any time to react, Ye Feng rushed into the crowd with bare hands like a real whirlwind.
"Haha, do you still want to snatch the sword with your bare hands? Boy, just wait for me to call you master today!"
Feilong laughed wildly.
Although he knew that Ye Feng was indeed very capable, as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and what Ye Feng is facing now is more than just four hands.
Not only that, those who surrounded him all held sharp blades in their hands.
If so many people with so many useful tools can't deal with Ye Feng, then he can only run into death.
But the next moment, the development of the situation on the field made Feilong open his eyes wide.
Originally according to what he thought, Ye Feng, who should be dealt with like a sheep, was like a tiger among a flock of sheep after rushing into the crowd. He did not give any chance to those thugs who were armed with sticks and machetes. He knocked down two of them in the first encounter.
Moreover, when the two men fell to the ground, one arm and one leg were twisted in a weird posture like noodles. The miserable appearance was chilling to look at.
These two people were in so much pain that they couldn't even groan. Their faces were pale, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and they were breathing in cold air as if they were eating noodles.
And these two people were just the beginning. After just a blink of an eye, the seven or eight thugs who were originally shouting and yelling, as if they wanted to cut Ye Feng into pieces, fell to the ground like loaches, twitching all over.
From the beginning to the end of the fierce battle, it took less than two minutes.
At this speed, it’s as if everything is over before it even begins.
Is he going to fail again this time
Feilong's calves kept twitching and his face turned pale.
At this moment, looking at Ye Feng with a ferocious expression, he suddenly felt a soreness between his legs, as if there was a pool of hot urine that was about to flow out.
Not only Feilong, but also the three guys standing on the roof who were removing tiles, didn't dare to do so. They held on to the cracks in the wall tightly, and just managed to prevent their bodies trembling with fear from rolling off the roof.
"Do you want to come down by yourselves, or do you want me to invite you down?"
Ye Feng ignored Fei Long and looked coldly at the three guys lying on the roof, his voice as cold as ice.
Hearing Ye Feng's voice, the three of them complained in their hearts.
It feels good to show off and expose the truth for a while, but when the real owner comes back, makes a list, and settles the accounts, it is really unbearable.
However, the more this happened, the more they dared not come down, for fear of being brutally killed by Ye Feng.
"Since you are unwilling to come down, I am the only one who can help you!" Ye Feng sneered, his eyes full of coldness.
If these three bastards thought he couldn't do anything to them just by staying on the roof, they were totally wrong.
Zhao Dafu already had a kind of admiration for Ye Feng. Seeing that Ye Feng had firmly gained the upper hand, he was not worried about being retaliated by these gangsters. He happily carried back two green bamboos that had just been burned and were ready to be broken into pieces to make a sieve.
"Ye Feng, are you planning to stab them down?"
After handing the green bamboo to Ye Feng, Zhao Dafu looked expectant.
"If we stab them, that would be too easy for them!"
Ye Feng sneered, stomped the bamboo tip into pieces with a bang, and said with a playful look on his face: "The child is naughty. If he is not beaten for three days, he will go up to the roof and tear the tiles. He deserves a spanking."
call!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng raised his hand, and the green bamboo that he had stomped on one end was cracked. With a hissing sound, he hit the backs of the three thugs on the roof heavily.
Green bamboo is naturally flexible, especially after being burned, its flexibility becomes even higher; and the densely spread bamboo strips are like whips that have been separated into countless strands, which can even wrap around a steel knife.
During the Ming Dynasty, the Japanese pirates had sharp swords and the Ming army's equipment could not keep up. The anti-Japanese hero Qi Jiguang came up with an idea. He used green bamboo that had been roasted over fire to smash it and then launched an attack on the Japanese pirates.
In this way, the Japanese pirates who were once so arrogant on the southeast coast were quickly wiped out at sea.
The Japanese pirates who lived on the edge of a knife couldn't find a way to fight against Qingzhu, let alone three small thugs.
boom!
Just one touch and the three thugs screamed in pain, and then countless extremely fine bloodstains appeared along the T-shirts on their backs.
In the blink of an eye, the T-shirt was stained with blood.
Then, the three men rolled down from the roof like three rag bags and fell into a pile with their companions.
hiss!
Seeing this, Feilong's legs trembled, and a few drops of urine overflowed from his crotch. He instinctively prepared to dive into the crowd to escape this disaster.
"Want to leave? If you demolish my house, how can you fucking leave?"
But how could his every move escape Ye Feng's eyes? Before he could take a step forward, Ye Feng waved his hand, and dense bamboo sticks entangled his feet. Then, like a fish caught by a fisherman, Ye Feng pulled him out of the crowd.
As if to cheer Ye Feng up, Xiaobai rushed out of the backpack and bit Feilong's calf viciously, which was bulging and covered with blood from being beaten by a bamboo stick.
Although Xiaobai is small, he has very good teeth. He almost tore off a piece of meat with one bite.
"Fuck, Ye Feng, don't be so arrogant, do you know who I work for? Have you heard of Brother Haobei? I am his subordinate! If you dare to touch me, it means you look down on Brother Haobei. Just wait to be slowly played to death by him!"
Although the pain was unbearable and he knew that a disaster was about to happen, Fei Long still threatened Ye Feng in a timid manner, hoping to use the reputation of Brother Haobei to buy himself a chance to avoid being chopped by the guillotine.
"Brother Haobei, where is Brother Haonan, what the hell!"
Feng strode forward with the medicine chopper in hand, and looked at Fei Long as if he were looking at a herb, as if he was wondering where on Fei Long's body he should chop the chopper.
"It seems that I didn't teach you a good lesson the last time I beat you up. I have to leave you with a memory that you'll never forget!"
Ye Feng's cold words almost frightened Fei Long's soul away. He kowtowed and begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Brother Ye, no, Master Ye, I'm just doing this for someone else, please don't make it difficult for me."
"You can use me as a target just because you're doing something for someone else. Who do you think I am? A pushover?"
Ye Feng sneered, grabbed one of Fei Long's hands and threw it onto the guillotine, stepped on it and said coldly: "Tell me, which hand did you use to demolish the house just now?"
Upon hearing this, Fei Long became so frightened that his face turned pale, his whole body trembled continuously, his eyes were filled with endless fear, and he knelt down in front of Ye Feng with a plop.
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