790: C790 Compared to You Young Master Ye Who Do You Think You Are?

C790 Compared to You Young Master Ye Who Do You Think You Are?

"You!"

Gus' expression changed. However, as Ye Ling turned his wrist, a heart-wrenching pain instantly spread from his wrist to his entire body. "Ah!" A blood-curdling screech sounded, causing everyone in the restaurant to look in their direction.

"It hurts …" It hurts, you actually dare to treat me like this?! Do you know who I am? "

"Bastard, damn you! Let go of my hand, do you want to die?!"

When the other three foreigners saw this, their faces also changed drastically. They immediately ran over and punched Ye Ling from all directions.

Ye Ling let out a cold sneer, and the corner of his mouth revealed a hint of ridicule. After that, he ferociously pushed Kus away and quickly slapped the three foreigners in the face with his palm. Suddenly, three crisp sounds rang out, and the three of them directly turned their bodies 365 degrees in the air and heavily fell onto the ground with several teeth broken.

And this was due to Ye Ling being lenient and not wanting to cause too much trouble. Otherwise, this slap could have killed the three foreigners on the spot.

"Security!"

The fat guy not far away saw this scene and was so scared that he almost had the courage to cry out hysterically.

The next moment, he saw dozens of uniformed security guards with rubber rods charge out, surrounding Ye Ling and Han Jing in a circle.

"Throw the man out after me!" "The woman is waiting for Mr. Corse's orders!"

the fat man shouted.

"Yes sir!"

The security guards immediately responded and rushed towards Ye Ling.

Hearing that, a cold light flashed in Ye Ling's eyes and instantly landed on Fatty's body. The next moment, Fatty felt as if he was being stared at by a venomous snake, causing his entire body to shiver.

Han Jing held onto the corner of her clothes tightly. Although she knew Ye Ling's strength, the bodyguards were unable to do anything to him. However, she was still a bit nervous.

It wasn't because he was worried about Ye Ling getting hurt, but because he was worried that the police would come and capture him for the crime of intentionally hurting someone.

The next moment, Ye Ling's body moved, and everyone felt their vision blur, seeing Ye Ling disappear from where they were, almost instantly turning into a shadow and appearing behind each of the bodyguards. More than ten bodyguards each let out a groan, and fell towards the ground, not fainting, but feeling weak all over, heavily gasping for breath, cold sweat pouring out.

This was a set of acupuncture techniques Ye Ling learned from the System. Through different acupuncture points, one's body can produce different reactions. Some can make one want to die, while others can make one feel excruciating pain, as if they had fallen into hell.

And what Ye Ling was using right now was the Pressure Point Technique that could make a person's entire body weak.

Of course, this move was not without its drawbacks. It could only be used by people below him, or else, under the condition of equal strength, the opponent would release inner force to cover the whole body, which would be equivalent to an additional safeguard for the acupuncture points.

It looked useless, but it was perfect for dealing with such a situation, because if all the security guards fainted, it would definitely cause panic among the masses. Ye Ling was a public figure after all, and if any reporter who took a photo of this matter and wrote it into the news, it would definitely affect him and Lingtian Group.

The next moment, Ye Ling appeared in front of Fatty. Ye Ling effortlessly lifted his body that seemed to weigh more than two hundred pounds. He looked at Fatty coldly and said, "Say it again?"

Leave Han Jing to wait for the foreigner's orders? The meaning was obvious. What was this fatty doing wrong? He wanted to touch Ye Ling's reverse scale!

Fatty's fat body was trembling. His face was pale and his lips were trembling crazily. He couldn't make a sound. He looked at Ye Ling's increasingly cold gaze and his eyes were filled with endless fear.

In an instant, there were more than ten people. Even a fool would know that he had kicked an iron plate. Someone who had this kind of method should at least be a legendary inner force martial artist, right? No …. At least it was Strength Conversion.

"Young Master Ye, forget it!"

Han Jing immediately ran over and grabbed Ye Ling's hand to persuade him.

After all, in her opinion, killing meant paying with one's life. She was really afraid that Ye Ling would kill the fatty out of impulse, and it would be too late by then.

"Young Master Ye, I beg of you, please don't kill anyone, okay?"

Seeing that Ye Ling was indifferent, Han Jing became even more anxious and started rubbing his back. Her delicate body stuck closely to his back as she spoke in a teary voice.1

Hearing that, Ye Ling was finally slightly moved. He let go of the fatty and he fell onto the ground. The fatty was grimacing in pain, but his eyes were full of joy.

He was different from Han Jing. He had been the manager of the restaurant for a long time, and he knew that for some people, the rule of killing someone is not applicable. For example, Ye Ling!

"What happened? Why is it so noisy?"

At that moment, a deep voice sounded out. Following which, a middle-aged man with half a head of white hair and an unassuming young man walked in. The person who spoke was the middle-aged man.

"Chairman, Young Master Chang!"

The fatty's eyes lit up, and as if he had found his pillar, he crawled up from the ground and ran towards the two of them. He ran up to the middle-aged man and wailed, "Aiyo, Chairman Chang, Young Master Chang! You've finally arrived! Mister Koss and the others have been beaten up!"

"What?"

With that, the two men's faces changed as they saw young master Chang throw a foot at the fatty and curse, "What the f * ck are you doing? Didn't I tell you that you couldn't hurt Mr. Coase and the others by going? "

The fatty obediently took a kick, not daring to complain at all. With tears and snot still flowing down his face, he complained, "I'm sorry, young master Chang. I've already done my best, all the security guards in the shop have been mobilized. Who would've thought that this person was an expert? Our bodyguards are no match for him."

"What?" Could it be an inner strength expert who can take on more than ten bodyguards in one go? "

Young master Chang frowned as he looked to the side at the chairman of the restaurant. Then, he asked, "Where is Mr. Coase and the rest?"

"Over there."

The fatty quickly pointed to a spot and the two of them ran up. Sure enough, they saw the three foreigners and Krose holding onto his dislocated arm.

"Are you all right, Mr. Coase?"

Young Master Chang ran forward to help him up.

"Mr. Chang, I came from far away from the Yanjing. Is this how you people treat guests in the Sky Dynasty?" Coase roared.

"This is an accident, and is definitely not my intention. Rest assured, Mr. Corse. Where is the person who hurt you? I'll deal with him right now!" Young Master Chang promised.

"There he is! "You can decide on your own. If you can't make me satisfied, then our cooperation is not to be discussed!"

He pointed in a direction and said, "And that woman, she must be captured for me!"

Young Master Chang looked towards the direction Krose was pointing at, and his entire body froze in his tracks. The anger on his face froze in an instant.

"Pah!"

The next moment, a resounding slapping sound could be heard. Following which, another red slap mark appeared on Kaunitz's face. He staggered and sat down on the ground, his eyes filled with endless confusion and anger.

"No need to talk about it. No matter who you want to work with, just talk about it. Compared to Young Master Ye, you are nothing."

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