Tell Me, How Do You Want to Die?

After a brief silence, the place erupted.

"Who the fuck are you?!"

"You dare cause trouble on the Bai Long Gang's turf? You got a death wish?!"

A nearby lackey charged over, bristling with aggression.

He swung a stool at Ye Tian's head.

Ye Tian sneered in disdain and suddenly lashed out with a kick.

Bang!

The wooden stool shattered under his kick, sending splinters flying.

The lackey himself went flying, landing five or six meters away with a thud.

He lay on the ground, blood pouring from his mouth. It looked like he wouldn't survive.

The sight made everyone's hair stand on end.

Holy shit, he kicked the guy to death in one blow?!

Was he really that fierce?

"I'll say it again."

"Anyone not involved, get the hell out now!"

"Otherwise, if you die, there'll be nowhere to plead your case!"

Ye Tian barked.

Having seen how terrifying Ye Tian was, the gamblers bolted for the door.

They were terrified that if they ran too slowly, Ye Tian would kill them by mistake.

The place descended into chaos.

The lackeys keeping order were dumbstruck.

"Fuck, kill him!"

A minor boss pointed at Ye Tian and cursed, his face blazing with anger.

Dozens of lackeys immediately charged at Ye Tian from all directions.

Ye Tian's eyes turned cold. Instead of retreating, he advanced.

He rushed into the crowd.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fists and feet flew.

Ye Tian moved as if no one were there, knocking every one of the lackeys to the ground in the blink of an eye.

With a ferocious air, he charged up to the minor boss.

The minor boss stared blankly, scared witless.

Before he could react, Ye Tian seized him by the neck and lifted him off the ground.

"Where's Bai Long?"

"Talk!"

The minor boss's face turned bright red, and he was on the verge of suffocating.

His triangular eyes darted fearfully toward a private room not far away.

Ye Tian snorted and hurled the minor boss at the private room like a sandbag.

Bang!

With a muffled crash, the door to the private room burst open.

The minor boss hit the ground and rolled a long way.

His face was covered in blood, and he breathed his last!

More than ten fierce-looking men immediately rushed out of the private room.

Each held a machete, murderous intent radiating from them!

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The sound of applause rang out.

A middle-aged man dressed in white shoes, white pants, and a white T-shirt parted the crowd and walked out.

He looked at Ye Tian with great interest.

"Young man, you can really fight."

"I, Bai, like people just like you most of all."

Ye Tian glanced at him and said coldly,

"Are you Bai Long?"

Bai Long shrugged and chuckled.

"That's right, I'm Bai Long."

"Good," Ye Tian said with a cold smile.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Bai Long froze, then burst out laughing.

"Interesting. Very interesting."

"I can understand a young man with some skill being a little arrogant."

"But talking to me, Bai Long, like that shows you don't know whether to live or die."

"I, Bai, have always valued talent."

"Kneel down now, call me big brother, and follow me from now on."

"I'll let today's matter go."

"Otherwise..."

Bai Long's expression turned cold as he shouted,

"You won't leave here alive today!"

Ye Tian shook his head and spat out four words.

"You talk too much!"

Bai Long flew into a rage and pointed at Ye Tian.

"Don't know what's good for you!"

"Chop him to death!"

The dozen or so fierce men beside Bai Long charged at Ye Tian with their machetes.

Some gamblers who had been bold enough to stay and watch cried out in hushed voices.

"Holy shit, the White Dragon Gang's Twelve Guardians!"

"No matter how well this kid fights, he's finished!"

All twelve were formidable fighters who struck with ruthless cruelty. They were known as the White Dragon Gang's Twelve Guardians.

In Guyang Town, they were notorious for their ferocity.

Now, all twelve were attacking together.

How could Ye Tian possibly survive?

"Kill!"

The Twelve Taibao reached Ye Tian and roared.

The machetes in their hands chopped down viciously.

Bai Long sneered and shook his head.

The Twelve Taibao were his most capable subordinates, and he knew better than anyone how strong they were.

No matter how well Ye Tian could fight, how could he stand against all twelve of them together?

"Watch closely, all of you!"

"This is what happens to anyone who goes against me, Bai Long!"

Bai Long shouted, intending to use Ye Tian's death to intimidate everyone.

But before he finished speaking, Bai Long's expression changed, and he stood there dumbfounded.