Ye Bufan Steps In: If They Can't Be Beaten to Death, Beat Them to Death!

A Long: (☉?☉)!

"What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Before Little Vajra and his group could react, A Long vanished in a flash.

"Brother Vajra, didn't Brother Long say that you can't rush things?"

The group of men with Blondie looked at each other in bewilderment.

Little Vajra raised his hand.

Bang bang bang!

"You don't know anything! Is this what you call being impatient? This is called acting swiftly and decisively."

"Watch carefully, learn well, and this will be enough for you to live on for a lifetime."

The Blondie- haired men covered their heads and nodded hastily.

"Alright, hurry up and catch up, jog forward."

"Damn, running so fast, are they in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

In the alley, Ye Bufan began to curse.

His clothes were soaked by the splashing water, and his face turned dark.

Damn it, now anyone can bully me?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Ye Bufan kicked a pebble on the side of the road.

Just then, a dog's head appeared at the end of the alley.

With a whoosh, the pebble shot out and hit it squarely.

Awoo awoo~

With a scream, Ye Bufan saw clearly.

It was Black Dog with a completely bald head.

"Strange, this dog looks familiar."

Ye Bufan squatted down and examined it closely.

"Isn't that the dog under the bridge? What a coincidence to run into it again."

"Pah! Pah! Pah! Forget I said that."

The Baldy Black Dog also recognized Ye Bufan, the culprit who stole its Doghouse and caused it to wander the world.

It immediately growled, "Woof woof!"

"Hey, I have such a bad temper."

Ye Bufan picked up a pebble and threw it forward.

The Baldy Black Dog turned tail and ran away.

Seeing this, Ye Bufan smiled smugly, feeling much better.

Are you kidding me? He wouldn't let a dog bully him!

Just then, the Baldy Black Dog suddenly ran back.

Ye Bufan was just about to teach the Black Dog a lesson and vent his pent-up emotions.

But they discovered that the Baldy Black Dog was followed by a pack of wild dogs.

The leader was a black and yellow wolfhound with erect ears and a straight tail.

The Baldy Black Dog barked at the wolfhound a few times, and the next second, more than a dozen wild dogs ran towards Ye Bufan.

He was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

If someone gets bitten by that, wouldn't they be ruined?

He is brave, but not foolish.

"Damn it, that dead dog has no sportsmanship, it even calls people... ptooey, calls people dogs."

Ye Bufan ran for his life while cursing.

The people around him were stunned.

Seriously, did this guy break some kind of cardinal rule? He's so hated by dogs.

A Long and his companions, who had just arrived, were also stunned.

"Brother Long, was that... that kid who just ran over there?"

Little Vajra looked at A Long uncertainly.

"Probably."

A Long glanced back at Ye Bufan, who was still running wildly, and cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Damn it, if you had told us you were coming back, we would have been waiting for you there.

"Hurry back, don't lose them."

A Long shouted, then called to Little Vajra and the others to turn around and run away.

"Brother Vajra, I... I really can't run anymore."

The Blondie stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily from exhaustion.

"Look at you, you're such a coward, you can't even walk this short distance."

Little Vajra rolled his eyes at you with exasperation, "What about you guys?"

The others remained silent, but they were clearly exhausted as well.

"Brother Vajra, we're just ordinary people, we can't compare to Martial Artist like Brother Long."

"How about we take a break?"

"Okay, actually I can't do it anymore either."

Little Vajra spoke without changing his expression, "But we can't rest. If we fail to get things done, wouldn't that be letting down Young Master Jiang's trust in us?"

Little Vajra's eyes lit up as he glanced at the roadside.

A few minutes later, eight figures riding bicycles were pedaling so hard that the pedals were almost smoking.

On the other side,

Ye Bufan, with his agile movements, finally managed to escape the pack of dogs.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly heard shouts and curses coming from not far ahead.

"Kid, you dare to offend our Young Master Jiang? I'll beat the shit out of you."

"Brother Long, what should we do with this kid? Feed him to the dogs or drown him in the river?"

At the street corner, A Long and his gang of Blondie were seriously disciplining Little Vajra.

Suddenly, a loud bang.

Little Vajra was kicked to the ground, completely dazed.

He lowered his voice and said, "No, Blondie, are you really going to kill me?"

"Brother Vajra, bear with it. That kid is coming over. I'm just trying to make it look more convincing."

Blondie scratched his head and turned his gaze to A Long.

"Brother Long, should we go a little gentler?"

"Go easy on me! If you can't kill him, beat him to death! Acting has to be realistic."

A Long exhaled a puff of smoke with relish, leaning against the wall as he gave instructions.

Upon hearing this, the Blondie- haired men apologized while beating the boy mercilessly.

The severity of their actions made Little Vajra suspect that these guys were trying to take advantage of the situation to rise to power.

However, for the sake of the matter at hand, he gritted his teeth, curled up, and began to utter harsh words.

"You sons of bitches, I'd rather die than bow down to you."

"You've got guts, keep fighting."

A Long glanced at it indifferently and said without changing his expression.

Little Vajra was about to cry, cursing Ye Bufan's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Damn, this kid is a real jerk!

If he doesn't come out soon, he'll really have to go see his great-grandmother.

Just then, a loud voice rang out.

"Stop! Stop fighting!"

Upon hearing this, A Long and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes fixed fiercely on Ye Bufan.

It's you again!

"Yes, that's me."

Ye Bufan stood with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at the Blondie group, whose faces were flushed, and then looked at Little Vajra, who was lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face.

The last trace of doubt in my heart vanished.

Look, their blood and qi are surging from the fight, how could there be a problem?

Little did they know that they were exhausted from cycling so much that they hadn't recovered yet.

At first,

When Ye Bufan saw A Long, he knew that this group of people were Jiang Cheng's men.

Adhering to the principle that the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

He originally wanted to make a move immediately, but fearing it might be a trap, he watched for a while longer.

He only stepped forward when Little Vajra was on the verge of death.

After all, he was all alone and desperately needed a lackey to run errands for him.

Finally, I encountered someone being beaten up by Jiang Cheng's men.

Ye Bufan felt that he still had a great chance of subduing them.

It's a pity she wasn't a woman, otherwise he might have had some good fortune with women.

"Brother Long, what do we do now?"

Blondie and his gang pretended to be angry and were about to attack, but A Long stopped them.

"Let's go first. If this kid calls for help, it will affect the young master's reputation."

A Long gave Ye Bufan a cold look.

The voice grew louder and louder, as if it was deliberately meant for him to hear.

Ye Bufan smiled dismissively.

If you're scared, just say so. Why pull this stunt? You little punk!

He originally intended to teach them a lesson.

However, since they had been tricked by A Long, the Old Six, they decided to spare their lives for now in order to be cautious.

Once he has mastered his cultivation, none of them will be able to escape.

At the same time, Blondie and his gang didn't forget to leave with some threats.

"You're lucky today!"

"You just wait, kid. You'll be in for a world of hurt next time we meet."

"Brothers, let's go."