The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 739 - 736: Ding Dali’s Anger

Brother Hu’s roar reverberated across the entire plaza of Yongde Cemetery, and those who had been staring unblinkingly at Zhao Wanting and the other three women quickly averted their gaze when they saw Ding Dali and his group fall to the ground from the roar. They were intimidated by Brother Hu.

Ye Chenfeng didn’t step forward to say anything, but simply stood quietly to the side with Zhao Wanting and the other women, watching, because he knew Brother Hu could handle the situation here.

Seeing Ding Dali and the other three falling to the ground, Brother Hu’s face darkened as he barked, "Disappear from in front of my boss immediately! We came here to pay respects today, and my boss doesn’t want to see bloodshed here."

Sitting on the ground, Ding Dali and his group were dizzy and felt a burning pain in their buttocks. It took a moment to recover before they could recall being scared to such a state by a roar. Ding Dali felt extremely humiliated; after all, he was a minor leader in the Victory Sky Society of Yun City—didn’t everyone usually show him some respect wherever he went?

Ding Dali hurriedly got up from the ground and his eyes grew colder as he sneered, "It seems you guys are not from Yun City, are you? Do you know what the Victory Sky Society is? Do you know who I, Ding Dali, am? I am a member of the Victory Sky Society, and with just one word from me, don’t dream of leaving Yun City alive."

The crowd, who had been looking on for entertainment, scattered as soon as they heard the words "Victory Sky Society." The society’s reputation in Yun City was formidable; anyone who crossed them was sure to meet a bad end, so naturally, these bystanders did not want to become collateral damage.

The three young men standing behind Ding Dali, seeing the panic-stricken reaction of everyone around them, immediately showed smug expressions and began to speak one after another.

"Our Brother Dali holds quite a status within the Victory Sky Society, and today you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have."

"For our Brother Dali to take a liking to these four women is fortune they cultivated in their past lives."

"We ought to settle this score properly now. Originally, our Brother Dali just wanted these four women to accompany him, but now, not only do we want the women to accompany us, you also have to compensate us for medical expenses, you..."

Ye Chenfeng cut off the last youth’s words directly; he had no interest in dawdling with these people, and hearing that this so-called Brother Dali was a member of the Victory Sky Society made him even more displeased. Since when had the Victory Sky Society started taking in any Tom, Dick, or Harry?

Even though Ye Chenfeng no longer managed the affairs of the Victory Sky Society, it was after all a gang he had founded. The existence of such scum in the society was akin to a single rat feces ruining the whole pot of porridge for him.

"Little Hu, cripple them, but I don’t want to see blood," Ye Chenfeng said to Brother Hu indifferently.

Following Ye Chenfeng’s order, Brother Hu didn’t give Ding Dali and the others a chance to speak again. He quickly broke an arm and a leg of each of them and then violently threw them out. Indeed, not a single drop of blood was shed from any of them during this process.

Ye Chenfeng looked at Ding Dali and his group, who were lying in the distance howling in agony, and said to Brother Hu, "Little Hu, after paying respects to Feifei’s grandfather, help me get in touch with the person in charge of the Victory Sky Society in Yun City. I want to ask how he’s been running the society."

"Certainly, Young Master Ye," Brother Hu replied respectfully.

Without paying any more attention to Ding Dali and the rest of the small fry, Ye Chenfeng accompanied Wang Feifei into Yongde Cemetery. They arrived at her grandfather’s tombstone, where they placed the offerings they had prepared in front of it.

Seeing the familiar and warm photo on the tombstone, Wang Feifei could no longer hold back her tears. Before meeting Ye Chenfeng, she and her grandfather had depended on each other. Back then, she was a ponytailed, arrogant, and stubborn girl who wouldn’t bow her head easily, striving only to make life better for her grandfather.

"Grandpa, Feifei has come to see you, Feifei has come to see you," Wang Feifei sobbed in a low voice.

Ye Chenfeng knelt down beside Wang Feifei, gently patted her back, and said to the tombstone in front of him, "Feifei’s grandfather, rest assured, from now on I will take good care of Feifei for you. I absolutely won’t allow her to suffer any injustice."

Feeling the warmth of Ye Chenfeng’s hand, Wang Feifei added, "Grandpa, I’m very happy now. Brother Chenfeng treats me very well, so you don’t need to worry about me."

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In front of the tombstone, Wang Feifei talked a lot about her recent life, wanting her grandfather underground to know everything about her current situation.

Zhao Wanting, Han Chuxue, Tang Xin, and Brother Hu also kowtowed three times to Wang Feifei’s grandfather.

Wang Feifei rambled on for about an hour in front of the tombstone, and then Ye Chenfeng and the others left Yongde Cemetery. When they left, they found that Ding Dali, whose one arm and one leg had been disabled, and his people had already disappeared.

Ye Chenfeng and the others didn’t head straight back to Tianhai, but instead drove to the place where Wang Feifei and her grandfather used to live, as Wang Feifei wanted to take a look.

It was a complete slum area, with low shanty houses as far as the eye could see, with a monthly rent of only four to five hundred. Ye Chenfeng had previously helped Wang Feifei buy a house in Yun City and conveniently purchased the dilapidated shanty that she and her grandfather used to live in too, knowing it was filled with their emotions.

Brother Hu drove the business car into the slum area. When Wang Feifei got out of the car and saw the familiar shanties, her eyes reddened once again. She took a key out of her pocket, unlocked the door to a decrepit shanty, and a foul smell rushed out from the shanty as the door opened, perhaps because it had been unattended for a long time.

Zhao Wanting and the other two women accompanied Wang Feifei into the shanty. Ye Chenfeng, however, hung back a step. Brother Hu whispered to Ye Chenfeng, "Boss, we’ve been followed the whole way here. I didn’t want to disturb the sisters just now, so I pretended not to notice. Should I go take care of them now?"

Ye Chenfeng had actually noticed the tail a long time ago, the pursuers were just too unskilled. He waved his hand and said, "Little Hu, forget about it. They’re all just clowns. After we finish lunch, give Fang a call to ask who the Yun City leader of the Victory Sky Society is. I want to meet him tonight."

After finishing his words, Ye Chenfeng walked into the decrepit shanty. The space inside the shanty was very narrow, and the lighting was extremely poor, giving anyone who entered a chilly feeling.

Watching Wang Feifei tenderly touch the shabby furniture inside the shanty, Ye Chenfeng made a decision in his heart. He was set to enter the Ancient Martial World again soon, and this time he would likely be gone for two years, so he spoke up, "Let’s stay with Feifei here tonight. Let’s clean up the house together, and we won’t go out to eat. Have Little Hu buy some groceries from the supermarket, and we’ll cook ourselves."

Zhao Wanting, Han Chuxue, and Tang Xin were very understanding and each raised their hand in agreement with Ye Chenfeng’s suggestion. So, everyone started bustling about, while Wang Feifei was moved to tears once again, which flowed down "whoosh whoosh."

Not far from the slum area, on a street, there was a white van parked. Inside the van sat a man in his twenties. He was holding binoculars in one hand and a cell phone in the other, making a call to Ding Dali!

At a certain hospital in Yun City.

Ding Dali and his three subordinates’ right hands and feet were wrapped in thick casts. After receiving a call from the person tailing Ye Chenfeng, and learning that they had gone to the slums, they became even more disdainful in their hearts, their faces revealing a hideous expression. How could they swallow this grievance?

Anger seething in his voice, Ding Dali said, "We’re no match for them one-on-one, but is one-on-one still the way of the world today? Daring to cripple my hands and feet, Ding Dali, I must make sure they can’t leave Yun City. I must kill those four bitches." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to QiDian (qidian.com) to vote for recommended tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)