Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Let’s Play Bigger
"Hehe, you seem very eager for me to step onto the Life and Death Platform," Yang Fei said with a sudden laugh as he looked at Tong Jianzhou.
Tong Jianzhou laughed heartily, "Of course, if you go onto the Life and Death Platform, I can enjoy a good show. Besides, you are the man my cousin favors, and even my Third Grandpa seems to have high regard for you. Would a young talent like you really be willing to bow and apologize to someone else, ruining your reputation for life?"
Yang Fei laughed, looking at him and said, "You should stick to being the messenger, why bother trying to provoke me with words and insist on making me agree to the Life and Death Platform?"
Tong Jianzhou’s expression changed slightly, and he sneered, "I didn’t expect you to be so clever. Hehe, since you’ve seen through me, I won’t hide it from you. Yang Fei, you better agree to step onto the Life and Death Platform. Otherwise, the Wang Family, the Yan Family, and many others won’t let you off. You may have backers, but they can’t protect you forever."
Towards the end, in order to provoke Yang Fei, Tong Jianzhou’s face even revealed a sinister smile as he said, "What’s more, you have so many relatives, they can’t all be protected indefinitely, right? Let me tell you the truth, if you don’t die, they won’t be satisfied. In that case, your relatives might also be in danger. I’ve heard that your cousin is quite beautiful, and she’s a talented student at Binhai University, tsk tsk..."
Yang Fei laughed.
He stood up and faced Tong Jianzhou, saying, "You really are a useful pawn. Since you are so willing to be used as a tool by others and so eager to seek death, then I will grant you your wish."
As his words fell, his figure flashed, moving to Tong Jianzhou’s side.
Tong Jianzhou’s pupils shrank dramatically, his complexion changed drastically, but it was too late to retreat.
Behind him, the two middle-aged men with fierce auras rushed forward, trying to block Yang Fei.
But they were still a beat too slow.
Yang Fei slapped Tong Jianzhou’s face with his palm.
"Puh!"
Just like a bursting watermelon, Tong Jianzhou’s head exploded.
To his death, he couldn’t understand why Yang Fei, who had been calm all along, suddenly attacked him.
He understood even less where Yang Fei got the courage to strike him, the young master of the Tong Family!
After slapping Tong Jianzhou’s head to pieces, Yang Fei casually waved his hand, and the clinic’s door closed.
The next instant, two heavy muffled grunts were heard.
The two Energy Transformation Realm masters who followed behind Tong Jianzhou attacked Yang Fei together, but Yang Fei, facing two adversaries alone, forced them to retreat.
The faces of these two masters changed dramatically, revealing a look of shock. They exchanged glances and turned to flee.
Since Yang Fei had the intent to kill, how could he let them escape? He flashed in front of the door and threw both punches simultaneously.
"Bang bang!!"
The two men also reacted swiftly, throwing out their fists in resistance.
Four fists met head-on, and two burst open.
Yang Fei’s violent Fist Power seeped into their bodies, severely injuring both of them.
The two men flew backwards, and Yang Fei, like a shadow, caught their arms before they could collide with the wall behind them, and then forcefully clapped their bodies together.
Their bodies slammed into each other viciously, their heads cracked open, bleeding profusely, their internal organs nearly shattered.
But as masters of the Energy Transformation Realm, with tough muscles and resilient skin, their ability to endure strikes was also extremely strong, and they did not die.
Yang Fei parted his hands and rapidly brought them back together.
"Bang!"
He repeated this process!
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Two Energy Transformation Realm Lower Three Grades masters, esteemed figures in the Martial World, were now beaten to death by Yang Fei’s bare hands.
Though it’s a long story, in reality, from the killing of Tong Jianzhou to the death of the two masters, it took no more than fifteen seconds.
After doing all this, Yang Fei looked at the gruesome scene in the clinic and couldn’t help but frown.
He checked himself over.
Uh, not bad, he hadn’t been splattered with any filth.
But cleaning up the blood smeared everywhere would be quite troublesome.
After a moment of thought, Yang Fei took out his phone and dialed Zhang Long’s number.
"Mr. Yang," Zhang Long’s respectful voice came through.
Yang Fei got straight to the point and said, "Come over to the clinic with Xu Xingzhou to take care of some trash."
Zhang Long blinked at the request, taking care of trash at the clinic?
Doesn’t the clinic have someone specifically for dealing with trash?
As he was wondering, Yang Fei added, "There are three bodies, and the room is a mess, too. Bring a few reliable guys over to clean it up."
Zhang Long’s pupils shrank, and he felt a mix of emotions.
MMP, it’s this kind of job again.
Although he complained inwardly, he felt honored to be able to work for Mr. Yang and immediately replied, "Okay, I’ll be right there."
After calling Zhang Long, Yang Fei, worried that others might come in, stepped out and stood guard at the door.
Not long after, Li Xuantong finished work and left after saying goodbye to Yang Fei. Zhou Cheng, who was about to close up and clean the clinic, was told by Yang Fei to leave because he was waiting for a patient. Zhou Cheng, instead, wanted to stay to observe and learn from Yang Fei.
Yang Fei explained that the patient was female and it wouldn’t be appropriate for others to observe. After much persuading, he managed to get Zhou Cheng to leave first.
Soon enough, Zhang Long arrived, and to Yang Fei’s surprise, Xu Mao came along too.
Apart from the three of them, Zhang Long brought several seasoned professionals for dealing with corpses.
Pushing open the door to Yang Fei’s consulting room and seeing the three bodies and the blood and brains scattered on the floor, even though they were all accustomed to such scenes, they still covered their mouths and frowned.
"Who is this guy? He’s in such a terrible state!" Xu Xingzhou asked, pointing to a headless body.
Yang Fei said indifferently, "Tong Jianzhou."
The color drained from everyone’s faces, and Xu Mao was especially shocked, exclaiming, "What? Mr. Yang, did you... did you do this?"
Yang Fei replied flatly, "What else?"
Realizing he had asked a stupid question, Xu Mao chuckled awkwardly, his gaze shifting to the other two bodies.
Suddenly, his pupils narrowed slightly as he looked at one of them and said, "Wang Yuanjun?"
Xu Xingzhou and Zhang Long were both startled and asked, "Uncle Mao, you know him?"
Xu Mao took a deep breath, glanced at Yang Fei with surprise, and said, "He’s a disciple from Qingcheng Mountain, with some reputation in the Martial World. He entered the Energy Transformation Realm before he was forty—an impressive figure. It must have been seventeen years ago; he slept with his master’s daughter, was grievously injured by his master, and then disappeared. I never expected to encounter him here."
Zhang Long twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling like he had heard this story before.
Xu Xingzhou glanced at Yang Fei and muttered, "Energy Transformation Realm, MMP, in front of Mr. Yang, those in the Energy Transformation Realm are like chickens and dogs, simply killed at a word."
Xu Mao sighed helplessly.
He had thought that entering the Energy Transformation Realm meant he was truly a formidable expert, but it was only after he saw the bodies of Xu Yingluo and Nan Liren on Yun Mountain that he realized the vast gap between himself and Mr. Yang.
However, he also knew that the Energy Transformation Realm itself was divided into grades, from First Grade to Ninth Grade, and even among those realms’ experts, there were certain disparities.
Not to mention the existence of the fearsome figures beyond the Ninth Grade.
Those people were only a step away from the National Guardian Level.
Above them were the true National Guardian powerhouses.
"Did I tell you to come here and chit-chat? Hurry up and clean this up; I still have to work here tomorrow," Yang Fei said flatly.
Zhang Long came back to his senses and ordered his subordinates to clean the room.
The three of them followed Yang Fei outside the clinic. Xu Xingzhou, after some thought, couldn’t help saying, "Mr. Yang, by killing Tong Jianzhou, there’s no way you can be the Tong Family’s grandson-in-law anymore."
Yang Fei said without emotion, "When did I ever say I wanted to be the Tong Family’s son-in-law? I’ve got a wife already."
Xu Xingzhou was somewhat puzzled, "Miss Tong is so outstanding and beautiful, and she’s interested in you, what a waste to not pursue her."
Yang Fei kicked him squarely in the butt.
Xu Xingzhou nearly face-planted; he picked himself up, dusted off his trousers, and looked at Yang Fei with a touch of grievance.
Yang Fei, too lazy to deal with him, took a drag of his cigarette and said to Zhang Long, "Arrange a meeting with Li Zhengyi."
Zhang Long’s spirits lifted upon hearing this, "Alright. Uh, what for?"
A cold light flickered in Yang Fei’s eyes as he spoke coldly, "They want to play on the Life and Death Platform, right? Let’s indulge them. If it’s a game they want, let’s play big and see if they dare to accept the challenge."
Tong Jianzhou had reminded him.
He could protect himself, deal with those petty scoundrels.
But what about his family?
To deter the enemy from daring to touch his relatives easily, he had to let them know that Yang Fei was not to be trifled with.
As long as Yang Fei lives, the enemy wouldn’t dare go after his family.