667: C667 Douglas' Arrival

C667 Douglas' Arrival

Hearing that, even Ali, who was full of trust for Ye Ling, had a look of worry on her face as she looked at him nervously.

Ye Ling smiled lightly and walked outside calmly. As he walked, he said, "Since you're here, there's no reason for you to not see me."

Before he finished, the door was violently opened by more than 10 black men. They rushed in and surrounded Ye Ling and the other two. Ye Ling stopped and heard a voice coming from outside the door.

"Who dares to touch one of our Douglas men?!"

A man wearing a white suit slowly walked in. He looked very similar to Douglas Jie, with the same blond hair, but the look between his eyebrows was more mature. His eyes were deep and deep, as if they could swallow a person whole.

The man stopped and looked at the three people in the room and subconsciously fixed his gaze on Ye Ling.

Ye Ling had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't avoid to look into the other party's eyes. Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was tense.

"Bro, it's him, he's the one who beat me, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, hissee--" At this moment, a vague voice sounded out, and then, Douglas Jie, with half of his face swollen, walked in, leaning on the exposed part of his mouth and said angrily. He even teased Ye Ling with a look of schadenfreude, sneering, "Trash, you are arrogant, but now my brother is here, let's see how you die!"

Ye Ling sneered and said smilingly, "You should go back and fill up your teeth first before coming back to talk. Don't embarrass yourself here."

"You …" Douglas Jaye was furious, but the man next to him suddenly looked over and shouted coldly, "Shut up!"

After saying that, Douglas Jay closed his mouth and stared at Ye Ling with hatred, not daring to disobey the man's words.

"You are Ye Ling?" The man looked at Ye Ling and asked calmly.

"I am." Ye Ling smiled and admitted it openly.

"Why Douglas Elegant?"

The man continued to ask, causing Ye Ling to sneer and say, "This guy is flirting with my woman right in front of my face, do you think we should hit him?"

"Humph!" Hearing this, the man let out a cold snort. His gaze was like a sharp blade as it swept across Douglas Jie, causing him to shrink back in fear.

The man didn't say anything. He obviously knew what kind of person his younger brother was.

"But even so, you have to pay for touching one of our Douglas men." The man said coldly. His voice was full of unquestionable arrogance, causing Levin to secretly sweat for Ye Ling as he prayed that nothing would happen to Ye Ling.

After all, Ye Ling was now their big client and it seemed that he would continue to buy high level Tyrannosaurus in the future. If anything happened to Ye Ling, it would be like losing a road of wealth for nothing.

"So what do you want?"

Ye Ling asked casually with a voice that didn't show whether he was happy or angry.

"I've heard about you before. I admire you for doing so many amazing things as soon as you've entered the dark world, so I won't try to make things too difficult for you. I'll break my own arm and kneel down to apologize to my brother. Let's forget about today's matter."

Levin's heart sank as he heard this. He bitterly smiled and thought to himself, "Is this Douglas' style?" It was indeed worthy of being called one of the eight great societies. One simply couldn't be too domineering.

If he lost an arm, wouldn't it be too difficult?

But in the light of Douglas's past actions, it did seem that a broken arm could be considered light.

Ye Ling didn't seem to be too emotional when he heard this. He looked at Ali, who had an ugly expression on his face, and gave him a calm look. Then, he lit a cigarette, took a puff and slowly blew out a smoke ring, then said, "What if I say no?"

The man smiled. His eyes became sharp like an invisible blade that could strike at another's heart: "To be honest, if a few more years pass, Mr. Ye Ling might become an interesting opponent, so I don't want to see a person like Mr. Ye Ling die prematurely."

The threat in his words was obvious. He was telling Ye Ling directly that if he didn't do that, the result would be death.

"Hahahaha."

Hearing this, Ye Ling suddenly laughed. He looked at the man with great interest and said, "You said that I can become your opponent in a few years, but unfortunately, I don't think so."

"Oh? Please advise me. " The man smiled faintly. He wasn't in a hurry to attack Ye Ling.2

Ye Ling took a long drag on his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt onto the ground and stomped it out. He raised his head and looked at the man: "Unfortunately, I have never treated you as my opponent."

"Ha ha-ha ha, good!" The man laughed, a trace of coldness flashing across his eyes: "Looks like Mr. Ye Ling is overly confident in himself. Since that's the case, then there's nothing left to say."

As soon as he said that, the bodyguards understood immediately. They all pulled out their weapons and waved them towards Ye Ling.

He shook his head at her, then suddenly dashed out in a flash. More than ten bodyguards found their target blurred, then disappeared without a trace, and just as they were about to look for him in panic, they suddenly felt a wave of dizziness from behind their heads. With a muffled groan, they all fell to the ground and fainted.

Ye Ling held both of his hands in his pockets, leisurely walking over to the bodyguard who was sprawled on the ground. He walked in front of the man and said with a smile, "Self-confidence is often equal to strength, isn't that so?"

The man's expression was a bit ugly. He coldly snorted and expressionlessly opened his mouth to reply, "Mister Leff."

The moment he said that, Ye Ling suddenly felt a sense of danger from above. He looked up and saw a black shadow appear out of nowhere, holding two short blades and stabbing towards Ye Ling's head.

Ye Ling frowned and quickly retreated a few steps to avoid the attack. He looked around and found that the person in front of him was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with hair that was already half a hundred years old. He had a beard on his lips, a buzz cut, and a steward's uniform.

"Young man, your strength isn't bad. You actually managed to dodge one of my attacks."

Rife stared at Ye Ling and slowly said.

"Hehe, but geezer, your strength doesn't seem to be that great. Otherwise, why would you use a sneak attack?" However, Ye Ling sneered with disdain in his eyes.

"Young man, you don't have to try to enrage me."

Rife shook his head. "That's my fighting style."

As soon as he finished his sentence, Leff's figure disappeared without a trace like a ghost. Then, Ye Ling felt a chill down his neck and realized that Leff had appeared beside him out of the blue.

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