"Show me someone who dares to call the police, and they'll be crippled!"

The brothers sat around the table watching the crowd run. The local brothers glanced at Ye Fengsheng with suspicion in their eyes, and immediately taunted, "What's wrong? Scared?"

"Too late! If you're scared you might not know what it feels like to defeat me in my own domain!"

Ye Fengsheng remained silent. He watched the black-clothed people in front of him, hesitating how to shake them off. If he used the simplest, roughest method, he feared he might end up in the hospital today.

The man mistakenly thought he had been scared by him and waved to the people beside him, struggling to say, "Go, black man, the way he hit you just now, why don't you give it back to him? The hospital is right behind. As long as you don't kill him, do whatever you want!"

"This..."

Obviously afraid of Ye Fengsheng's voice, the black-clothed man hesitated for a long time, not daring to step forward and act.

"That's such a waste!"

After cursing, he told the two brothers beside him, "Go bring that guy over here. If he dares to resist, kill him directly!"

"Alright!"

The two brothers, not knowing the importance, acted without question when their brother spoke, and have consistently addressed Ye Fengsheng in a respectful tone.

Who would have thought, Ye Fengsheng stepped up himself through them, and went up to Ding Ge, asking puzzledly, "In broad daylight, are you being a bit arrogant?"

Then he turned his head to the black-clothed ones and said, "I thought I showed you my hand just now. You should know what to do, but you seem a bit slow-minded. You know I don't want to get tough, and you want to provoke me and befriend me."

Ye Fengsheng's eyes swept back and forth between Ding Ge and Heizi, thinking: "Are you his enemy? He's suffering alone, isn't that enough for you? Tell me, this time, do you want to break your hand or leg?"

With those words, besides Ye Fengsheng staring at Heizi and breaking into a cold sweat, the followers behind were all showing an expression of fury, looking at Ye Fengsheng like he was a fool.

When his eyes got colder, he looked at Ye Fengsheng and said, "You still have to work hard. I don't know if you can do well by yourself, or if you really know how to. Even my brothers aren't afraid."

"Alright," Ye Fengsheng said, looking at the brother behind him wiping his hands, smiling contemptuously, "You bunch of nobodies, what could you possibly do to me? It's too much for me."

The muscle on his face twitched, but the brother didn't get angry and laugh. He moved an arm, swung a massive fist into a sandbag aimed at Ye Fengsheng's head.

Mixing it up requires means, regardless of whether one has learned martial arts, if his skills are not good enough. He can become a tough guy's brother, relying on his fierce moves and amateur style.

Furthermore, helping Heizi out, this punch was a powerful start, extending knuckles aimed at the Sun Cave, accompanied by the sound of wind created by Ye Fengsheng's voice.

"Get lost!"

Before the fist could land, Ye Fengsheng had already delivered a kick to the brother's stomach. The immense force inside left him no resistance. His body, weighing over 100 kilograms, flew back uncontrollably, knocking down a dry brother who didn't react in time.

As a monk with a foundation in the basics, Ye Fengsheng could throw a room with his strength, reaching nearly a kilogram's force. Even a less accurate kick would bring a sound of lament from one body, toppling a thug.

Looking bad, Ye Fengsheng didn't pay attention to the move he initiated with his foot, but looked at the black-clothed people on the side and casually asked, "What about you? Want to try it?"

Sweat rolled down Heizi's forehead. At the moment, he couldn't even summon half the resistance.

Are more people useful? Many people have their uses! But with one kick flipping at least six, and so far, six people can't climb up from the ground!

How many people have you brought? If there are more kicks, we needn't go home. We might as well stay together in the hospital.

At the moment, the black-clothed man couldn't help complaining about his brother, who once said that this man might not be easy, hard, or productive. Now, they couldn't fill their stomachs anymore!

"I asked you, can't you hear?"

After asking without getting an answer, Ye Fengsheng's voice weakened a bit. He said, "If you want to get revenge after putting me in the hospital in broad daylight, do you think I don't respect you? Do they all respect you like that?"

Heizi was about to cry. Twisting her face, trembling, and saying, "No, no, not me. I also advised him, but he didn't listen to me!"

Frowning, Ye Fengsheng looked at Heizi for a few more minutes, tired and fierce, then looked at those scared punks who didn't dare to come forward, which somewhat disappointed him.

Thinking that this underworld was so affordable and didn't intend to hide with the encouragement of these cowards, the imported voice was his brother's cry. At this time, the first one to sell even came out to help!

This style, even more respected than the brother who walked him out!

Bored and letting go, Ye Fengsheng's voice said: "Get lost! Fighting people like you dirties my hands!"

"Thank you, thank you, brother, thank you, brother!"

Even if being relieved was still passive, Heizi was busy thanking and bowing, then never helping his brothers again, tickets all popping out of the hospital's doors, not looking back home.

Heizi's departure made Ye Fengsheng's voice disappointed in this underworld, and also disappointed in his brother. But now he was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off. Without morality, it didn't matter which way he went. The important thing was how to leave a complete brother behind.

She struggled to stand on the ground, and the pain caused by the inner collision seemed to make him spit blood.

He staggered, copying wind and quite cold, and firmly supported his weak body, holding onto an empty foot towards Ye Fengsheng's voice and said: "Today's matter, I did it, it's nothing to do with my group of brothers. You let them go, and I will stay to help you resolve it."

Ye Feng kept silent. The man of experience on the edge of the underworld wasn't fun.

Let Ye Fengsheng's voice look at it with some odd eyes. Brother Yan felt like pork hanging on the street. Many people would butcher it. This humiliation couldn't help but shout to him: "If you want to kill, listen to your dignity. I'm not afraid of bumps."

"Interesting," Ye Fengsheng smiled and asked, "Do you still remember what I took you to the nurse earlier in the hospital?"

Ding Zhencheng's mouth was bitter and now sullen. He really regretted it. But who could have imagined being controlled by such a cowardly, disorderly child who has been babbling for so long in Fanghai City?

Now that it happened, the regret medicine tasted bad, Ding Zhen was lazy and unable to nod: "Remember, God is easy to send, God is hard."

Ye Fengsheng asked again: "On what basis, just you, and so many people?"

Ding Ding always said directly, this fruitless conversation always trembled, but now he had to lower his head to decide; "What do you want? Can you kill me?"

Ye Fengsheng smiled and said, "Take off one of your legs and an arm."