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Chapter 591 - 584: Too Much Talk, Not Good

Chapter 591: Chapter 584: Too Much Talk, Not Good


Early January.


The weather was slightly cold.


Kyoto City, Chang’an Street, Charming Bar.


This was a face without any flaws, as handsome as a starry sky. His features were sharp, his body imposing, his expression exceptionally detached, exuding an invisible yet intimidating aura.


"Hi, how are you all."


Following this, under everyone’s gaze, Ye Tian stepped forward, lifted his foot, and stomped on the specially made VIP room door!


Bam~~~


A crisp sound, like metal clashing, was heard. The titanium alloy door of the second-floor private room, although not completely shattered, was cracked into pieces.


Ye Tian glanced around. There were four or five people in the private room. Among them, a man with dyed blonde hair and luxurious clothes must be the Shen family’s Sixth Young Master, Shen Qiu.


Their faces changed drastically, their eyes lit up, staring at Ye Tian and An Momo, scrutinizing them from head to toe with undisguised contempt and disgust.


"You, break that man’s limbs and leave the woman for me."


Shen Qiu playfully raised his wine glass, then reached out and groped the chest of the glamorous woman beside him.


"Yes!" A burly man in black clothes respectfully responded, coldly looking at Ye Tian as he turned and walked over.


This was a man who looked about forty, with relatively fair skin, sporting a mustache, and wearing a black trench coat. He exuded a sinister and eerie aura.


"Now that we are here, is there something you need?"


Ye Tian smiled at the man, speaking in a light and casual tone.


The man in black walked over, squinting his eyes and said with a smile: "Young brother, may I ask which family you belong to?"


"No family, just a lone wanderer," Ye Tian replied.


"Oh... since you have no background, young brother, you should stop being stubborn. It’s a blessing for your woman to catch our Young Master Shen’s eye," the man in black advised with a smile.


"Look at your clothes, tsk tsk, you can’t even take care of yourself. Following you is just suffering for her."


At this moment, a man with dyed hair, wearing a leather jacket, and accompanied by two bodyguards, swaggered over.


They stared playfully at Ye Tian, emanating the aura of martial artists, and they were all Dark Rank Martial Artists.


When did Dark Rank Martial Artists in the Mortal World become so cheap?


A mere spoiled brat carrying four or five Dark Rank Martial Artists as bodyguards.


No wonder the Shen family members were so arrogant after entering the capital city; turns out this was the reason.


Ye Tian sized up these martial artists, their realms were unstable. It was evident that their cultivation had been enhanced forcibly through elixirs, which might be related to the Mu Family forcibly marrying Mu Yunxi to the Shen Family.


"Shen San, why are you still dilly-dallying? Break this guy’s limbs and take that woman for me!" Shen Qiu’s eyes were venomously fixed on Ye Fan. "Daring to compete with me for a woman, you really don’t know the meaning of the word ’death’!"


Seeing all this, An Momo was both anxious and angry, tightly clutching Ye Tian’s clothes, fearing he would collapse any second.


"Ye Tian, what should we do??" An Momo asked anxiously.


Shen San turned his head and respectfully said to Shen Qiu, "Young Master, this man has some skills. I think it would be good to make him your henchman."


"Oh, you are right. Being able to kick open a titanium alloy door must mean he has Dark Rank Cultivation!" Shen Qiu patted his head and said:


"Kid, hand over your woman willingly and kneel to kowtow three times, and I’ll let you follow me and become a servant of our Shen family!"


Ye Tian found it amusing and spoke loudly, "Shen Family? Since when did Kyoto have such a family?"


"I’ve never heard of it; tell me more about it??"


Shen San nodded and arrogantly approached Ye Tian, saying, "Young brother, the Shen family is going to be the overlord of Huaxia in the future. This is an honor for you, understand???"


Then, Shen San fixed his gaze on Ye Tian, saying word by word: "Young brother, I advise you to obediently surrender your woman and kneel to admit your mistake."


"Otherwise..."


The next moment, Ye Tian’s audacious behavior caught everyone off guard.


Ye Tian stepped forward, and under Shen Qiu and the others’ astonished gazes, he slapped Shen San to the floor, forcefully making him kowtow fifty times.


Bam, bam, bam~~~~


Ye Tian’s powerful hand gestures were like Mount Tai pressing on Shen San’s spine. The ground made crisp sounds, soon the blue tiles were stained red.


"Bam~~~"


Shen San’s pores began to ooze blood.


The blood and sweat mixing from the pores on his forehead quickly turned into blood-colored droplets, dripping down.


His forehead was already a bloody mess, as if having a layer of flesh scraped off by a Bone Scrapper, quite terrifying.


Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Tian stepped forward, lifted his foot, and stepped on Shen San’s head, speaking faintly: "Kowtow?? Like this??"


"Thank you for the demonstration, well done."


Ye Tian’s words scared Shen San, who was already critically injured and mentally broken, even more. His blood surged, his eyes turned red, and his blood vessels almost burst...


If someone looked through the light, they would see Shen Qiu’s muscles trembling, veins bulging, and his face distorted, barely holding on.


"Go, come on, kill him!!" Shen Qiu’s face twisted, yelling at the other bodyguards furiously.


"Kid, you missed your chance."


"You defeated that waste Shen San by sneak attack. My grandpa is much stronger than him."


"Obediently kill yourself on the spot, or you’ll be cut to pieces."


Four Dark Rank Martial Artists surrounded Ye Tian and An Momo, grinning wildly, like looking at a dead man.


"Too much talk, not good."


Ye Tian’s face was expressionless, speaking indifferently. Then he pinched his right hand’s two fingers together, nearly in a flash, picked up the broken titanium alloy shard at his feet.


Whoosh.


The void subtly rippled. An invisible white line circled the four guards and returned to Ye Tian’s hand.


Ye Tian swiftly pulled An Momo close, pressing her head into his chest, speaking softly: "Too bloody, girls shouldn’t look."


Puff~~~~


The four guards, bodies tense, eyes wide open, stunned in place. They had just felt an eerie sensation all over, but hadn’t reacted in time.


The titanium alloy shard sliced through their throats in an instant, penetrating through their throat bones.


The four guards fell heavily, their throats pierced through, blood splattering across the room.


Under the lights, their blood formed a vibrant mandala flower.


This was the Death God Messenger’s flower!!


Suddenly, the formerly lively private room was now left with only Shen Qiu and a glamorous woman.


The whole scene was dead silent.


"It’s none of your business, leave." Ye Tian looked at the glamorous woman sharply.


"Y-yes, I’ll... I’ll leave right away!"


This glamorous woman didn’t care about any Shen Young Master. They had no ties, it was just a money transaction.


Her legs weak, she stumbled three steps for every step, not daring to look at Ye Tian, lips trembling, shoes stained with blood as she left.


"Young Master Shen, can we get to know each other now?"


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