257: C257 If You Are Outnumbered You will be Outnumbered

C257 If You Are Outnumbered You will be Outnumbered

Yuan Chen originally wanted to use these four sports cars to show Ye Fei off.

However, he didn't expect Ye Fei to be so powerful. In less than ten minutes, he jumped onto the front of a car, broke the windshield, and caused a car accident. The car was scrapped.

The drivers of the remaining three cars looked at each other, killing intent flashing in their eyes at the same time. They pulled up the handbrake, and their right feet kept shaking the accelerator. The tires turned empty, and the three sports cars were like three wild horses. They could break free at any time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three drivers put down their handbrake at the same time. The sports car flew up almost at the same time and crashed towards Ye Fei.

Unfortunately, it was useless. Ye Fei jumped more than two meters high, like an eagle soaring in the sky, and jumped over the front of the car.

The speed of the three sports cars was too fast. Even if they wanted to drift and turn their heads, it would take some time. Ye Fei did not turn his head, and walked straight in the direction of Yuan Chen.

"Yuan Chen, I will give you a chance now. Let Falcon King and the others go! I will not kill you today!"

Ye Fei's face was cold, and his eyes were shining with an oppressive light. His body was filled with a frightening murderous aura, and he slowly walked towards Yuan Chen. The few people closest to Ye Fei couldn't help but want to retreat. This was a pure aura, an irresistible pressure!

"You don't want to kill me?"

Yuan Chen was so angry that he laughed. A strange smile appeared on his face, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Did you have the guts to kill me? I am standing right here. Try touching a hair of mine! "

"Young Master Yuan, this kid is very arrogant. I heard that he defeated the grandmaster Yang Huaiyuan. Give me a chance and let me get rid of him!"

A middle-aged man beside Yuan Chen volunteered himself.

"Ah? It's Huo Donglai from Cai Li Fu Martial Arts School!"

"Oh no, I didn't expect Huo Donglai to beat us to it. How detestable!"

"This kid called Ye Fei won against Grandmaster Yang Huaiyuan in the ring. He has already made a name for himself. If anyone can defeat him, it means that he is even more powerful than Yang Huaiyuan. It is a shortcut to becoming famous!"

Behind Huo Donglai, everyone in the martial arts club was regretting their decision. They only hesitated for a moment. The good thing about defeating Ye Fei had fallen on Huo Donglai.

Yuan Chen waved his hand proudly and said, "Alright, alright, alright. You are Master Huo, right? Don't hold back later. Don't embarrass me!"

Huo Donglai arrogantly walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Ye Fei. He looked at him from head to toe and said, "I am Huo Donglai from Cai Li Fu Martial Arts School. Ye Fei, you have committed many crimes. I really can't stand it anymore. Today, I am going to enforce justice on behalf of the heavens. Come, I'll play with you. Don't let me down. Don't fall with just one punch!"

Ye Fei suddenly laughed and pointed at his own nose. "I'm full of evil? Are you joking?"

"Cut the crap. You are an accomplice of the Eagle Claw Sect. Why did you kidnap so many young geniuses? What are you trying to do?"

Huo Donglai angrily rebuked.

Ye Fei was even more confused. He looked in the direction of Yuan Chen and saw a sinister smile on Yuan Chen's face. He immediately understood that Yuan Chen was behind all of this.

Although Ye Fei didn't know what kind of dirty water Yuan Chen had splashed on him, he was sure that Yuan Chen was trying to make him pay for what he had done.

Ye Fei had no way to explain. He was too lazy to explain. He said coldly, "If you want to fight, come and fight!"

Huo Donglai kicked hard on the spot. He shouted and made a few poses. Suddenly, he shouted loudly and threw a punch at Ye Fei.

Cai Lifu Fist was one of the five famous fists of Guangdong Hong, Liu, Cai, Li and Mo. It was famous in the southeast coast and had many disciples. However, in Huhai, it was only Huo Donglai's Cai Lifu Fist Dojo. Therefore, Huo Donglai wanted to take this opportunity to kill Ye Fei. He wanted to make a name for the Cai Li Buddhist Fist in the Huhai, and at the same time, he wanted to suck up to Yuan Chen. He wanted to build a good relationship with this rich and powerful man.

Huo Donglai thought that his little plan was a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

At this time, Ye Fei suddenly stopped. When Huo Donglai was one meter away from him, his right foot suddenly flew up and kicked Huo Donglai's chest.

With just one kick, Huo Donglai fell to the ground. Blood flowed out of his mouth and there was no more movement.

The whole scene was silent. After a while, someone went over and dragged the unconscious Huo Donglai to the side.1

Everyone was shocked. Yuan Chen suddenly stood up. Behind him, everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Huo Donglai was the head of a martial arts dojo, but Ye Fei kicked him to death with one kick. How was this possible?

Ye Fei looked at Yuan Chen and the others with disdain. He said coldly, "Who's next?"

After a moment of shock, Yuan Chen felt ashamed. He stood up and roared, Who's next?" You... Don't you fucking try to scare me. I have so many people here. How many can you fight? You'd better surrender honestly and tell me everything about your kidnapping! "

Ye Fei did not say anything and only slowly walked towards Yuan Chen.

Capturing thieves and capturing their king first was something that snipers often did.

Yuan Chen was afraid in his heart and took two steps back. He called a few subordinates to block in front of him and said, "Kill him for me!"

Five or six gangsters from the Fu Gang beside Yuan Chen immediately rushed towards Ye Fei, even though Ye Fei's terrifying kick just now. It frightened everyone, so they all had machetes, knives, and other weapons in their hands. They did not think that they were more powerful than Huo Donglai.

These five or six people rushed forward, holding weapons in their hands and circling around Ye Fei. However, Ye Fei did not care about them at all, and continued to walk forward slowly.

They were so arrogant!

With Ye Fei's current martial arts cultivation, ordinary hooligans could no longer pose any threat to him. It was useless no matter how many of them there were. It was useless even if he had a weapon in his hand.

Seeing Ye Fei's contempt, one of the punks who bore the brunt of the attack could no longer keep his cool. He let out a loud roar, raised the Japanese knife in his hand, and slashed at Ye Fei's neck.

"You are not worthy to play with a knife in front of me!"

Ye Fei smiled coldly. He extended two fingers of his right index and middle fingers, and with a slight pinch, he caught the sharp edge of the Japanese knife.

The hooligan was stunned. He did not expect that his full strength slash would be blocked by Ye Fei's two fingers. He used all his strength and pulled the knife back, wanting to pull the Japanese knife out.

However, the Japanese knife seemed to have cut into a wall. Beads of sweat appeared on his head, but he did not pull the knife out.

Ye Fei raised his right hand slightly and the knife appeared in his hand. He suddenly swung it and the handle of the knife hit the man's head.

Although it was the handle of the knife, the man's head had a big hole in it, and blood was flowing out.

The man held his head and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing.

However, Ye Fei did not have the slightest pity. He kicked the man in the chest again, and the man immediately slid seven or eight meters away from the ground. He hit a few people, and finally hit a car before stopping.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and he used his hands to support himself on the ground. He tried to get up, but after several attempts, he still fell powerlessly onto the ground, his eyes wide open.

The remaining few people looked at that person's miserable condition and could not help but feel cold in their hands. For a moment, they did not dare to make another move.

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