The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 828 - 824: A God-Like Man

Seeing the two black-clad ninjas closing in from left and right, Chen Siyu swiftly pulled out a handgun from her waist. As she pointed the dark muzzle at the ninja to her left, ready to fire without hesitation,

the ninja on her left suddenly sped up, not giving Chen Siyu a chance to shoot. His right hand shot out, snatching the pistol from Chen Siyu’s hands, while his left turned into a claw and grabbed at Chen Siyu’s jacket.

As the left ninja sprang into action, the one on the right followed suit, his hand morphing into a claw as he reached for the right side of Chen Siyu’s jacket.

"Rip! Rip!"

Chen Siyu’s reflexes were sharp; as the gun was seized by the ninja on her left, she instinctively stepped backwards. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to completely dodge the ninjas’ assault. The sleeves of her coat and the sleeves of her shirt beneath were both torn away, revealing her fair arms to the open air.

Qin Mingtao, supported by one of the ninjas, and feeling an unbearable sting in his groin, let out an excited smirk upon seeing Chen Siyu’s exposed arms. He croaked, "Chen Siyu, your resistance is utterly futile. I will mold you into my slave girl, I want countless men to mount you, I want you to become the woman whose body has been enjoyed by the most men in the world."

Qin Mingtao, now a eunuch with his genitals kicked to oblivion, was clearly mentally deranged. His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably as he became overly emotional.

The two black-clad ninjas tossed Chen Siyu’s torn sleeves to the floor and once again advanced toward her. Now unarmed, Chen Siyu stood no chance against the two islander ninjas.

The thought that her body might soon be fully exposed to the air and subjected to the gaze of these islanders only deepened the despair in Chen Siyu’s eyes.

For Chen Siyu, suicide seemed the best option now. Even if Qin Mingtao and his men took interest in her corpse, at least in death, she would feel no pain.

As the two ninjas drew closer, Chen Siyu’s initially hesitant expression grew determined. She took a deep breath, preparing to bite her tongue and end her life,

when suddenly a shadow appeared at the doorway of Chen Jianjun’s office. The figure leapt into the air, landing a foot on one ninja’s head, and immediately bounded in front of Chen Siyu, shielding her from the two ninjas on either side.

Upon recognizing the shadow, Chen Siyu blurted out, "Ye Chenfeng, are you an idiot? Didn’t you see so many islander ninjas in the office? You should have immediately left the police department. Why would you bother about me?"

Her perception of Ye Chenfeng had greatly improved, and her tone inevitably carried reproach and concern.

As Qin Mingtao, still supported by a ninja, saw Ye Chenfeng enter the office, his vicious smile intensified. Glancing back at the office doorway to where Chen Jianjun stood with two officers, he sneered, "Director Chen, you’ve been quite decent to me over the years, so I’ll let you be the last to die. After we’ve killed Ye Chenfeng, your head will be next."

Qin Mingtao ignored the emotional changes in Chen Jianjun, his gaze maliciously fixed on Ye Chenfeng. He ordered the ninjas flanking Ye Chenfeng, "Kill this Huaxia man at once."

"You should have taken my dad and left the police department. Now I’m afraid we’re both going to die here," Chen Siyu muttered.

Ye Chenfeng faced the attacks from the two flanking ninjas without any sign of panic. He had already projected his Soul Force outward, carefully sensing his surroundings. He hadn’t felt the presence of any Soul Force warriors nearby, so handling these twenty Island Nation ninjas was a trivial matter for him.

Ye Chenfeng first swiftly dodged the attack from the ninja on the right. With a sidestep, his left hand gripped the head of the ninja on the left as if grabbing a ball. With his fingers curving forcefully, the ninja merely felt a swelling sensation in his head, followed by a "pop!" as Ye Chenfeng crushed his skull.

Of course, after Ye Chenfeng crushed the ninja’s head on the left, his movements didn’t pause for a moment. His left hand drew a katana from the waist of the headless corpse on his left.

The gleaming katana reflected a blinding light under the lamps. Ye Chenfeng, holding the katana in his left hand, performed a nimble pivot with his feet and appeared beside the black-clad ninja on the right, the sharp edge of the katana sweeping across the ninja’s neck.

The ninja on the right stopped dead in his tracks, a line of blood slowly forming on his neck. His eyes bulged wide as his body gradually toppled to the ground.

The series of actions Ye Chenfeng demonstrated happened in the blink of an eye, within a mere three to five seconds. One ninja had his brain brutally crushed, while another’s throat was slit.

Chen Siyu, who stood behind Ye Chenfeng, watched him holding the katana in his left hand, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes filled with continuous amazement. She suddenly remembered what Ye Chenfeng had said, that the Island Nation ninjas who attacked Duan Nan and others were all killed by him—now, Chen Siyu started to believe his words.

Ye Chenfeng, still holding the katana, cast his sharp gaze toward Qin Mingtao and the others, who were dumbfounded. He had no interest in playing with these small fries any longer, so he intended to deal with them in the shortest time possible.

Qin Mingtao, supported by a black-clad ninja, "gulp, gulp," was swallowing saliva. He was shaken by Ye Chenfeng’s action of crushing a ninja’s head bare-handed. However, he only remained stunned for five or six seconds before immediately commanding the remaining eighteen ninjas, "Attack, attack, let’s all move and kill this Huaxia brat."

Ye Chenfeng slightly raised the katana in his left hand, his feet executing the newly comprehended hybrid technique of today, the fusion of Storm Step Technique and Xuantian Step Technique.

The storm raged, shrinking distances to inches.

Ye Chenfeng, with the katana in his left hand, instantly charged among the eighteen black-clad ninjas. No one present could catch a glimpse of Ye Chenfeng’s figure. They could only see the white light reflecting from the katana incessantly darting among the remaining eighteen Island Nation ninjas.

Thirty seconds later,

Ye Chenfeng’s figure reappeared in front of Chen Siyu, while the eighteen Island Nation ninjas just stood there dumbly.

With a clang!

Ye Chenfeng threw the katana in his left hand onto the ground. As a faint metallic sound resonated in the air, one by one, a blood line appeared on the necks of the eighteen black-clad ninjas. The blood line kept widening until warm fresh blood gushed wildly from the wounds on the eighteen ninjas’ necks, finally ceasing to expand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The bodies of the eighteen ninjas fell to the ground in succession. Qin Mingtao, standing amid the eighteen ninjas, had his face drenched with the blood from one ninja’s neck, utterly dumbfounded. He could not believe that Ye Chenfeng had killed the eighteen Island Nation ninjas in just thirty seconds. How could this be possible?

Standing at the office door, Chen Jianjun and two police officers, upon viewing the blood-soaked scene inside the office, stared with wide eyes, especially Chen Jianjun. He had not expected that Ye Chenfeng’s marksmanship was not only divine, but his fighting skills were also so formidable. Is this really the profligate Ye Chenfeng from the Capital City’s Ye family?

"Don’t believe rumors, don’t believe rumors," Chen Jianjun continuously shook his head, murmuring to himself inwardly. He had not even seen how Ye Chenfeng made his move or how he killed the eighteen Island Nation ninjas.

Chen Siyu, standing behind Ye Chenfeng, covered her mouth with her hands, the admiration in her eyes becoming even more dazzling. Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s back, at this moment, she felt somewhat infatuated—the Ye Chenfeng before her was completely different from the one in her memories. In Chen Siyu’s view, the current Ye Chenfeng was like a god-like man, enough to make any woman involuntarily fall head over heels. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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