The door of the luxury car opened.
The voice coming from within was even more arrogant and domineering.
"Jiang H.88888. That license plate should belong to someone from Jiangning City's Meng Corporation."
"Could the Meng Chen that little girl mentioned just now be the second young master of the Jiangning Meng Clan?"
"The Meng Clan is a major conglomerate in our Jiangning.
"I heard that not only has its wealth grown increasingly formidable in recent years, but it has also invested in many martial artists, becoming unrivaled in Jiangning in both financial and martial strength!"
"Whose kid is this? He provoked him—his end will probably be pretty miserable."
As the gawkers gradually gathered around, they all gasped when they recognized the license plate.
When they looked at Ye Fan again, their faces held all kinds of expressions: schadenfreude, sympathy, mockery.
"Hehe, what are you all standing around for? Get him!"
The little yellow-haired leader who had been sent flying looked like a dog bullying others by relying on its master's power.
He immediately sprang to his feet, pointing at his lackeys with a leaky mouth as he barked out orders.
"Scram!"
Ye Fan shouted low, sinking his qi into his dantian, his tongue cracking like spring thunder!
He threw a punch.
Thud, thud, thud, thud~~~
Aah, aah, aah, aah~
Like sandbags being struck, the yellow-haired punks who had rushed him all flew back at an even faster speed than before.
Many of their bodies even continuously produced the sounds of bones shattering.
Of course.
That was only because Ye Fan had not dared to use the beginner-level King-grade Martial Art—Overlord King Fist.
Otherwise.
Every punch of his would have been enough to kill, or even blast apart, one of those yellow-haired punks!
Of course, the yellow-haired leader received another punch from Ye Fan. His body flew out like a kite with a severed string, and whether he lived or died was unknown.
Ye Fan's strength also drew a wave of shocked cries.
They had not expected this tall youngster before them to be so terrifying.
To ordinary people, that level of combat power was simply off the charts!
"Ling'er, this... is your brother?"
The round-faced, big-eyed girl hiding behind Ye Ling had a strange gleam in her eyes as she asked.
"Mm... mm? Don't get any wild ideas, you brat! My brother already has a girlfriend!"
Ye Ling first nodded, equally delighted.
She had not expected that after half a year apart, her brother had become this strong and forceful!
Then, seeing the expression on the cute round-faced girl, she pinched the tender flesh at her waist.
You brat, I treat you as my best friend, but you want to become my sister-in-law.
"Boy, you've got some nerve!"
A young man stepped out of the luxury car with the gait of a dragon and tiger. The round-eyed man in martial attire at his side suddenly launched an attack.
Liu Liu: Vitality Value—205 (Spirit Stream Realm Second Grade).
In an instant, an illusory panel appeared before Ye Fan.
The information displayed on it belonged to the round-eyed man striding toward him with the gait of a dragon and tiger.
Spirit Stream Realm Second Grade!
As he walked, his martial artist's robe seemed to stir without wind, actually producing the sound of metal grinding against metal.
Yellow light seemed to gather in his palm, radiating powerful fluctuations.
With a mere opening and closing of his hand, it seemed capable of easily splitting steles and shattering stones, rupturing tendons and breaking bones!
Overlord King Fist—Open Borders!
With his Younger Sister Ye Ling behind him, Ye Fan knew there was nowhere for him to retreat.
Then.
The vitality throughout his body boiled as he directly unleashed the King-grade Martial Art attached to the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body—Overlord King Fist!
When his fist emerged, it was like an ancient emperor marching into battle, crushing all enemies in his path!
Thud!
When fist and palm collided, a muffled sound erupted, making the surrounding gawkers cover their ears, pain flashing across their faces.
It was as though muffled thunder had exploded beside their ears!
Crack!
Then came a clear sound of bones breaking.
Liu Liu, the Spirit Stream Realm Second Grade martial artist who had just approached with the gait of a dragon and tiger, staggered back clutching his hand.
His face was filled with shock and pain.
His Spirit-grade Low-tier Martial Art had actually been broken by a single punch from the youth opposite him!
But the other party's Vitality Value was clearly on par with his own.
Yet one punch had severely injured him!
That physical body's strength was simply terrifying beyond belief!
His palm strike had been like ordinary flesh striking gold and iron—utterly unshakable, with pain piercing straight to his bones!
"Second Young Master, this opponent is tough. We cannot fight him head-on!"
Liu Liu said in a deep voice.
Meng Chen, whose face had been full of arrogance just moments ago, was also startled.
He hurriedly retreated to the side of the luxury car. Looking at Ye Fan, his expression turned ferocious. "Boy, you actually dared to hit my man."
"Remember what I, Meng Chen, said: you won't live to see tomorrow's sun!"
Though young, he was brimming with viciousness!
Toward Ye Fan, who had ruined Meng Chen's good deed, Meng Chen directly issued a death sentence!
After all, in his eyes, compared to the colossal behemoth that was the Jiangning Meng Clan.
Ye Fan, who had merely just stepped into the Spirit Stream Realm, was nothing more than an ant.
"Was my father's accident connected to you?"
Ye Fan's gaze was sharp. He ignored Meng Chen's threat entirely and instead asked in return.
"Hmph, so what if it was this young master?"
"No woman this young master has set his sights on has ever escaped my grasp. You were merely fish caught in the flames."
"Hand over Ye Ling and Jin Lian, then kneel and kowtow. This young master might consider sparing your lives."
Meng Chen was utterly fearless as he spoke with wild arrogance.
"Second Young Master, be careful!"
Thud!
Pfft!
Meng Chen had naturally never expected that even after revealing his identity, Ye Fan would still dare to act so recklessly.
Ye Fan was like an Overlord descending upon the world, fierce and unyielding!
Liu Liu directly stepped in front of Meng Chen.
Yet Ye Fan, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, struck him with a punch. Liu Liu's body flew backward as blood sprayed from his mouth!
"Boy, you've got guts. Just wait!"
This frightened Meng Chen so badly that after leaving behind a threat, he fled at once!
"You were too rash and brave, young man. You've caused a huge disaster!"
"Sigh, the people from Meng Corporation really are arrogant, but what can we do even if we can't stand them?"
"Sigh..."
Ye Fan could not take in any of the surrounding discussions.
All he knew now was that his father's injury, as well as that so-called missing treasure, might all have been a scheme devised by Meng Chen of the Meng Clan.
He truly deserved to die!
"Brother, how about I go to the Meng Family and beg for mercy? You should run..."
Ye Ling walked forward, her beautiful eyes slightly red as she looked at Ye Fan. Her little hands pushed at him, trying to make him leave.
The trace of viciousness on Ye Fan's face vanished.
It was replaced by affection and heartache as he said, "Now that I'm back, I'll naturally protect all of you. How could I let you stand in front of me?"
He rubbed Ye Ling's little head.
Then, Ye Fan used his Martial Artist Watch to call the Jiangning office of Star Martial Hall.
"Hello? Oh, Instructor Wu—no, Captain Wu."
"This is Ye Fan. I'm applying to use the Martial Hall's Diamond Tier privileges to mobilize the Martial Warrior Squad once!"
Ye Fan said.
No matter what, today he had to make them repay blood with blood!
"...Alright, Ye Fan, that's possible. Time and target location!"
On the other end, Captain Wu Xie was stunned at first.
Yet even through the Martial Artist Watch, he could sense Ye Fan's utterly suppressed fury.
"Now. Target: Meng Corporation!"
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