"Kid, you've got guts! But I wonder if you'll still be smiling later!"
Seeing Ye Fei's arrogance and mocking gaze, Young Master Zhao's eyes turned red.
Without further ado, Young Master Zhao took out his phone to call for backup!
The Qin family members stood by. They glanced at Ye Fei, then at Young Master Zhao, who was on the phone calling for reinforcements.
Honestly, although they had full confidence in Ye Fei, seeing the other party so self-assured made them uneasy!
Swish, swish, swish! Swish, swish, swish!
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps suddenly echoed.
The sudden footsteps startled everyone present.
Then, they all looked up in the direction of the sound.
"Young Master Zhao, what happened? Who the hell has the nerve to provoke you? I'll chop them up today!"
From a distance, a bald man with a muscular physique and tattoos strode over, exuding a ferocious aura.
Behind him followed a group of lackeys. These lackeys were all carrying weapons, their faces grim, clearly not to be trifled with.
"It's this son of a bitch!"
Young Master Zhao didn't waste any words. He raised his hand, pointed directly at Ye Fei, and said menacingly.
After Young Master Zhao's words, he fixed his gaze on Ye Fei and sneered, "You pretentious bastard, keep acting tough! Think you can challenge me just because your pathetic Qin family knows Mei Changchun?"
"Let me tell you, crushing you is as easy as crushing an ant!"
Young Master Zhao's cheeks were swollen like balloons. He had just been slapped twice by Ye Fei, losing several of his front teeth.
However, even so, it didn't affect his posturing.
Furthermore, after speaking, Young Master Zhao stepped back and gestured.
Seeing Young Master Zhao's gesture, the bald man didn't waste any time and immediately walked over.
"Kid, you were the one who slapped Young Master Zhao, weren't you?"
The bald man stared menacingly at Ye Fei, licking his dry lips.
Swish! Swish!
As the bald man spoke, his lackeys didn't hesitate and all gathered around in unison.
Each of them glared at Ye Fei with ill intent, their gazes chilling.
It was clear that at the bald man's word, they would immediately lop off Ye Fei's head.
"So what if I did?"
Ye Fei looked at the bald man, not showing any panic.
"So what? You damn… facing death and you're still acting tough? Chop this bastard up and give Young Master Zhao some entertainment!"
Seeing Ye Fei still acting tough, the bald man's fierce gaze intensified!
The next moment, without wasting any more words with Ye Fei, he directly raised the cleaver in his hand and swung it towards Ye Fei's head!
Clang!
However, as he made his move, amidst the gasps of the crowd, Ye Fei raised his hand.
It was not the important part; the key was that Ye Fei merely raised two fingers and clamped onto the blade of the descending cleaver!
"You trash, dare to boast about chopping me?"
Ye Fei looked at the bald man and sneered chillingly.
"Damn it, all of you, attack!"
The bald man's expression changed drastically. He yanked hard, trying to pull back his cleaver.
However, Ye Fei's two fingers were like iron pincers; no matter how hard the bald man struggled, they remained unmoving.
Therefore, he didn't bother with further words and furiously yelled at his subordinates.
"Damn it! How dare you act tough in front of Young Master Zhao, you're asking for death!"
The lackeys brought by the bald man also attacked with menacing intent.
"Heh! I didn't want to escalate things, but it seems you don't think so. In that case, I'll play along today!"
Ye Fei sneered coldly, then with a flash of cold light in his eyes, he struck decisively!
Clang! Clang!
With a muffled thud, the cleaver in the bald man's hand was instantly snapped in half by Ye Fei.
Then, Ye Fei continued his assault without stopping.
Since they intended to kill him, Ye Fei showed no mercy.
Crack! Crack!
In the distance, Young Master Zhao watched with wide eyes and a cold smile.
At this moment, Young Master Zhao felt that Ye Fei was definitely going to meet his end here today.
However, once the two sides truly engaged, the smile on his face froze.
Then, his eyes widened, and he stared at Ye Fei with utter shock and disbelief.
"Ah!"
On the ground, there was a chorus of wails!
All the people he had called for were now lying on the ground.
Even the bald man had an arm and a leg completely crippled.
Swish!
Just then, Ye Fei abruptly turned his head, his gaze falling upon Young Master Zhao.
"You! What the hell do you think you're doing! I'm warning you, don't do anything rash!"
Seeing Ye Fei's gaze, Young Master Zhao shivered.
Instinctively, he took a step back and roared a fearful threat.
"Heh! You ask me what I'm doing?"
Ye Fei walked towards him step by step, looking at Young Master Zhao with a smile.
At this moment, the smile on Ye Fei's face appeared as terrifying as a demon to Young Master Zhao.
"You called for backup to kill me, and now the people you called are lying down. What do you think I'm going to do?"
By now, Ye Fei had reached Young Master Zhao's side and casually picked up a cleaver that Ye Fei had just kicked aside and which had fallen at his feet.
"No! No!"
Seeing this, Young Master Zhao was about to wet himself from fear.
Ye Fei completely ignored Young Master Zhao's incessant yelling and was about to raise the cleaver to strike him, to let him know the harsh realities of society.
"Stop!"
Just then, seeing that his pleas were useless, Young Master Zhao roared angrily.
"What? Facing death, do you have any last words?"
Ye Fei looked at Young Master Zhao and asked with a cold smile.
"Damn you… dare you let me call for more people?"
Just then, Young Master Zhao's face turned pale, and he shamelessly spoke again.
As he spoke, though clearly terrified, he forced himself to appear resolute, his eyes fixed on Ye Fei.
"What? The first wave of reinforcements I sent was defeated by you, and you're still not convinced?"
Ye Fei was fine until he heard Young Master Zhao's words. Upon hearing them, he burst into laughter.
"Yes! I'm just not convinced. Stop the nonsense, tell me if you dare!"
Young Master Zhao had now thrown all caution to the wind, disregarding his pride, and asked loudly.
"Alright, since you want to call for more people, I'll give you that chance."
Ye Fei smiled and said.
"Really? Fine! You've got guts, you kid…"
Seeing that Ye Fei, this fool, had actually agreed, Young Master Zhao breathed a huge sigh of relief and was about to make another call excitedly.
"However, I have a condition…"
Just then, Ye Fei spoke again.
"Hmm? What condition?"
Young Master Zhao looked at Ye Fei with confusion, not knowing what Ye Fei was planning.
"It's simple! We're all adults. If you make a mistake, you have to pay for it, right?"
"Just now, I gave you a chance to call for backup… unfortunately, the people you called were all weaklings, utterly useless!"
"Now, you still want me to give you a chance, so you'll have to pay a price!"
Ye Fei initially looked at Young Master Zhao with a smile.
But as Ye Fei spoke, without another word, he raised the cleaver.
Slash!
The next moment, before anyone present could even react, Ye Fei brought the cleaver down swiftly!
"Ah! My arm! My arm!"
Immediately after, a piercing scream erupted.
Thump! Thump!
Young Master Zhao looked at his arm and saw that his hand was gone.
The intense pain, coupled with the inexplicable terror, caused cold sweat to bead on his forehead, and he cried out in agony.