The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 242

Gael’s sudden transformation filled Zhao Fei with a strong sense of danger. He speculated that the blue liquid Gael had injected into his body was likely some kind of drug capable of stimulating potential. As Gael’s muscles began to bulge visibly, Zhao Fei also sensed an explosive growth in his opponent’s aura.

"I really didn’t think I would have to use this so soon, Huaxia man. This is all thanks to you," Gael’s voice, emerging from his throat, had become extremely hoarse, as if it came from an old man in his seventies or eighties.

With a fierce step forward, a "bang" sounded, kicking up dust and leaving a deep footprint on the ground. Like a fast-running cheetah, Gael charged at Zhao Fei in the blink of an eye, landing a heavy punch on Zhao Fei’s chest before he could react.

"Pu—" A sweet taste in his throat, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from Zhao Fei’s mouth, and his body slammed harshly against a thick tree trunk.

Gael glanced at Zhao Fei, who lay not far away on the ground. Having taken a heavy hit from him, Zhao Fei was undoubtedly out of combat ability. He had said he wanted to torture Zhao Fei properly, so he didn’t rush to end Zhao Fei’s life but instead rushed toward the nearby battle.

With Gael’s participation, the situation swiftly tipped in favor of the Bloodkill Mercenary Group. The air was intermittently filled with the thumping sounds that set one’s heart to racing.

In just a short moment, only ten members of the Soldier King Group who could still stand were left. If this continued, not only completing the mission would be a dream, but all twenty-five members of the Soldier King Group might be wiped out.

"The Soldier King Group of Huaxia Country is nothing special after all! I will make all of you die in agony," Gael’s eyes were filled with a crazed, bloodthirsty look, and his muscles were as hard as solid boulders.

Tied up with ropes, Bai Xueling’s pale face regained some color as she saw the members of the Soldier King Group. She had thought they might solve the Bloodkill Mercenary Group, but who would have predicted that the members of the Soldier King Group, who had just been at an advantage, would suddenly become so vulnerable in just a short moment?

The remaining ten standing members of the Soldier King Group were no longer a concern for Gael. Even without his intervention, the rest of the Bloodkill Mercenary Group could handle them.

Gael walked over to Bai Xueling, yanked her up, and roared at the members of the Soldier King Group, "To us, you people from Huaxia Country are nothing but trash. Huaxia’s men are the sick men of East Asia, and Huaxia’s women are tools for us to vent on. Now I am going to deal with this woman right in front of you as a live show. You should really thank me for being able to witness such an exciting scene before you die!"

With a "rip—" Gael tore off one of Bai Xueling’s sleeves, baring her snow-white arm to the air as he smugly claimed, "The taste of a Huaxia woman must be quite good!"

A chill on her arm and tears swirling in her eyes, Bai Xueling finally let them fall "drip, drip." Was she really unable to escape this fate?

In a lush tree not far away, Ye Chenfeng had arrived during Gael’s powerful display. Curling his lips, he muttered, "The guys from the Soldier King Group are really not up to par! It seems I must take action."

Ye Chenfeng casually donned a black mask over his face. Aware that the hostage the Bloodkill Mercenary Group had taken was Bai Xueling, he didn’t want to be associated with his ex-fiancée any longer, which is why he had prepared a mask before coming to the Taiping Mountain Range.

Wang Li had also taken a punch from Gael and lay on the ground. As he watched Gael’s manic behavior, he thought to himself, "Ye Chen, will you come or not? If you don’t show up soon, I’m afraid Bai Xueling is going to be..."

"Hahaha, enjoy my performance, you sick men of East Asia!" Gael continued his tirade and tore off Bai Xueling’s other sleeve. Just as his hands were about to grab her chest, a shadow flashed before his eyes, and the next thing he knew, he grasped at nothing.

"Huaxia people are not to be bullied by the likes of you. With that sickly appearance of yours, you still dare to call Huaxia people the ’Sick Man of East Asia’?" Ye Chenfeng intentionally lowered his voice to prevent Bai Xueling from recognizing him.

Bai Xueling, with her eyes tightly closed, felt her slender waist being embraced by someone and slowly opened her eyes to see a face wearing a black mask. She knew at a glance that the person holding her was from Huaxia Country. Being so close to Ye Chenfeng, Bai Xueling’s heartbeat inexplicably quickened. Could this be the prince on a white horse sent by the heavens?

In their moments of despair, women’s hearts are always the most vulnerable. If someone is willing to lend them a hand at such a time, and if that someone is a man, they naturally tend to see him as their knight in shining armor.

The masked Ye Chenfeng, who had suddenly appeared, attracted the attention of everyone present. Wang Li thought to himself, "Could this masked person be Ye Chenfeng? All the entrances and exits of the Taiping Mountain Range are guarded by the military zones, and without the commander’s consent, no one should be able to come in. Therefore, this man with the black mask must be Ye Chenfeng."

Gael, whose moments of pleasure had been interrupted time and again, was extremely furious. He sneered at Ye Chenfeng, "You masked man from Huaxia, I will let you know that all people from Huaxia are the ’Sick Men of East Asia’."

Gael swung his fists, large as casserole pots, towards Ye Chenfeng’s chest. Ye Chenfeng’s right hand was still embracing Bai Xueling’s slender waist, and the level-seven Soul Force surged within his body. His left hand clenched into a fist and hammered towards Gael’s oncoming fist with lightning speed.

Compared to Gael’s fists, Ye Chenfeng’s looked completely insignificant, like a dwarf facing a giant. The members of the Bloodkill Mercenary Group saw Ye Chenfeng daring to exchange blows with Gael and showed expressions of disdain. In their eyes, Ye Chenfeng’s left arm would definitely be broken by Gael.

Bai Xueling, whose waist was embraced by Ye Chenfeng, felt worried for the mysterious man in the mask as she saw Gael’s fist coming. This masked man was now her only hope. If even the masked man were to be defeated by Gael, then no other miracle was likely to happen today.

With a "Boom—" a loud noise erupted.

"Crack, crack, crack," the air was filled with the sound of bones shattering. Gael and Ye Chenfeng’s right arms exploded upon impact, the skin on their arms split in an instant, and thick blood sprayed into the air. Gael’s confidence vanished from his face, and he let out a pained howl.

Ye Chenfeng did not pause; his left fist smashed into Gael’s face. This punch contained Ye Chenfeng’s level-seven Soul Force, and Gael’s head couldn’t withstand such power. It exploded like a watermelon, with white brain matter and blood mingling and spraying into the air.

Gael, who had been so overbearing earlier, slowly fell backward like a headless corpse, utterly dead.

The remaining members of the Bloodkill Mercenary Group were stunned. They had never imagined such an outcome, Gael’s head blown open by a single punch? How could that be possible? fгeewebnovёl.com

The twenty-five members of the Soldier King Group were also shaken by such a violent and bloody scene. Most members of the group now guessed in their hearts that the man in the black mask was Ye Chenfeng. Who else in Huaxia could have such strength? They had personally experienced Ye Chenfeng’s prowess.

Bai Xueling, still held at the waist by Ye Chenfeng, wasn’t frightened at all when she saw Gael’s head explode. She didn’t even feel nauseated. Her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Chenfeng behind the mask, and she really wanted to see what kind of face lay behind it.

Ye Chenfeng shook the blood off his left hand and grumbled, "To think he dirtied my hand. If I had known, I should have used my foot to kick his head open. Such trash he dares to say that Huaxia people are the ’Sick Men of East Asia’?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)