Yang Fei looked at the ten people who had been "invited" over and bowed, reporting, "Everyone is here except for Lei Haixuan!"
Ling Feng nodded expressionlessly.
Although the faces of the people before him were hidden, their clothes allowed him to discern what they were doing when they were "invited."
Two of them were only wearing boxer briefs.
One was clad in a flashy leopard-print pajama.
Four were wrapped in bath towels. Clearly, these were all rich second-generation heirs driven by lust, all caught in the act of playing with women.
Of course, there was one more person, whose body was bound with very professional ropes.
It was obvious that when he was apprehended, he was engaged in an "artistic discussion" with a woman skilled in rope artistry.
And only the remaining two were dressed somewhat neatly. However, the strong smell of alcohol indicated that they had been indulging in excessive drinking at some social gathering.
But they would never have imagined being invited here tonight.
Swish, swish!
The hoods were removed from all of them, revealing arrogant and overbearing faces.
They were initially flustered, but upon seeing their familiar drinking buddies beside them, their expressions turned ferocious!
Ling Feng's gaze, devoid of any emotion, swept across their faces. The blurry faces from the video were now clearly visible.
In an instant, a cold smile curved Ling Feng's lips.
A cruel, cold smile!
"Damn it, why are all you guys here? Is this some special program arranged by a big shot? This is really exciting!"
Young Master Cheng was the only one present who could speak. Seeing his companions, he didn't show fear but instead laughed maniacally.
Yang Fei waved his hand, and the gags were removed from everyone's mouths.
Immediately, a cacophony of curses erupted.
"Holy crap, isn't that Young Master Zhang? Those ropes on you are quite professional!"
"Stop the nonsense, I was having a great time, and then I got knocked out. You guys are dressed so professionally, what are you all doing?"
"Haha, Old Huang, your leopard-print pajamas are quite stylish. Did you arrange this special program today?"
...
Listening to their words, Yang Fei's eyes blazed with anger.
These scoundrels, even with death looming, still had no sense of propriety. They truly courted death.
Moreover, at this point, not a single one of them seemed to realize the gravity of their situation.
As expected, a bunch of decadent prodigal sons!
"Kneel!"
Yang Fei's sharp command instantly silenced everyone!
But no one moved. Instead, a few of them glared at Yang Fei.
"Pfft, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you tell me to kneel!"
"Hurry up and let the person who arranged this banquet come out. It's just a drink, why make me kneel? I'll kneel your grandma!"
"To get us here, you even sent that damn video, what's with the suspense? Where's the organizer? Come out quickly!"
...
Bang, bang, bang!
However, as their voices emerged, the people behind them kicked them in the back of their knees!
Instantly, everyone was forced to their knees on the rooftop.
"Damn it, that hurts!"
"Who the hell kicked me? You're dead!"
"Looking for death, daring to kick me!"
"Shut up, all of you! These guys seem serious. This place, this place is the rooftop from the video!"
Some of them finally regained some clarity and shouted at the crowd around them.
In an instant, the curses of these rich second-generation heirs significantly subsided.
But it was clear that these individuals, whose minds were numbed by alcohol and women, had poor memories.
Soon, someone started grumbling again.
"What kind of crappy place is this? I don't remember anything!"
"Damn you, you stupid idiot, daring to tell us to kneel. Stop posing there, or I'll kill you!"
"Slap them!"
Before Ling Feng could speak, Yang Fei couldn't take it anymore!
Slap, slap!
The sound of slaps echoed the next moment.
These prodigal sons were completely defenseless, and with their limbs bound, they could only cry out.
"Ouch, it hurts so much, you scoundrels dare to hit me!"
"Ah, I lost a tooth, damn it... Hey, hey, stop hitting!"
"Hey, don't hit my face, I, I make a living with my face..."
"Stop hitting, stop hitting! I know I was wrong, grandpas, stop hitting!"
From arrogant to pathetic pleas, constantly calling them "grandpas," these prodigal sons accurately embodied the meaning of "cowardice."
They also perfectly expressed the meaning of "useless."
Wei Ziming and Huang Yancheng, kneeling behind the others, felt their hearts grow even colder.
So many people, how many forces were involved?
Yet these people before them actually dared to act. What was their background?
Seeing that everyone had shut up and their faces were beaten into pig heads, Yang Fei finally felt a little relieved.
However, Ling Feng's expression remained unchanged.
His gaze settled on Wei Ziming and the other two behind them, and he asked indifferently, "Do you know why you were invited here?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ziming and the other man trembled violently.
They naturally knew that someone had died here before, Ling Yan!
They had forced him to his death along with Lei Haixuan, the young director of Wuhu Group!
But who would dare to admit such a thing at this moment!
As the two dared not speak, the first person to be brought over, Young Master Cheng, roared at Ling Feng, "Kid, if you have the guts, tell me your name! I am Cheng Youhua from the Cheng family... Ugh!"
Before Cheng Youhua could finish speaking, Ling Feng raised his hand, and a powerful suction force directly dragged him in front of Ling Feng.
Ling Feng casually grabbed Cheng Youhua by the neck and then swept his gaze across everyone, saying indifferently, "Don't you remember? Then I'll help you recall!"
With that, Ling Feng easily lifted Cheng Youhua's body and slowly placed him over the edge of the rooftop.
At this moment, everyone's breathing quickened.
This kid was serious!
"Let, let me down..."
Cheng Youhua finally felt fear, emitting a strained sound. His eyes rolled back, and his tongue seemed about to protrude.
"Alright, I'll let you down!"
Ling Feng's icy voice rang out, and in their terrified gazes, he released his grip!