The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 1403 - 1421: Humiliation

"Bang!" A dull sound was heard, and suddenly a clear shoe print appeared on Ye Feng’s face, his head slammed heavily against the wall, causing the wall to cave in, the cracks spreading like a gigantic spider web.

Immediately after, Boss Jin kicked Ye Feng’s stomach heavily, leaving another shoe print there. Cold sweat incessantly flowed down Ye Feng’s forehead, making him appear extremely disheveled.

Ye Feng’s expression was full of anguish, but everyone was unaware that it wasn’t because of Boss Jin.

It was the negative energy within Ye Feng’s body that erupted, paralyzing him with pain. As for Boss Jin, he was merely an Innate Realm martial artist, while Ye Feng was a True God, immensely powerful and with a physical strength that surpassed even peak True God experts. Ye Feng could stand still and let Boss Jin assault him with full force.

Even if Boss Jin exhausted himself, Ye Feng would suffer no harm, yet everyone believed Ye Feng had failed.

Ye Feng’s complexion was exceedingly gloomy, how could the War God of Dragon Country endure such humiliation? If it weren’t for the eruption of negative energy within Ye Feng, Boss Jin would have already been reduced to a pool of blood.

Boss Jin raised his foot, ready to kick Ye Feng’s stomach again, but at that moment, Long Wu called out to Boss Jin: "Wait!" Boss Jin halted his action, looking at Long Wu with confusion.

Long Wu said, "Boss Jin, this scum offended me first, shouldn’t you let me vent my anger first?"

"Alright! Since Young Master Long has spoken, please go ahead!" Boss Jin readily agreed.

"Pah! Trash!" Boss Jin spat disdainfully at Ye Feng, derisively mocking him before stepping aside.

Long Wu looked at Ye Feng indifferently, then instructed Liang Le and his subordinates, "Go ahead, deal with him!"

"Yes!" Immediately, seven or eight people, including Liang Le, charged at Ye Feng, fiercely beating him. The fists fell like raindrops upon Ye Feng, the dull sounds echoing continuously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Kicks and punches continuously landed on Ye Feng, and within a short time, Ye Feng’s clothes were in tatters, covered in dust and footprints, looking utterly miserable.

Inside, Ye Feng was boiling with rage, cold sweat dripped down his face in agony, yet he fixed a fierce stare on everyone who laid hands on him, for he would never let them off.

The War God must not be humiliated! Ye Feng always remembered he was Dragon Country’s War God, and would never permit such disgrace.

If it weren’t for the eruption of negative energy within him, everyone present would have perished!

Ye Feng’s fierce gaze swept over each of them, and although Ye Feng appeared powerless in front of them, his gaze made them uneasy and apprehensive for some reason.

"Damn it, you dog, what kind of look is that? I’ll kill you!" In the eyes of those people, there was madness and fury, as if they wanted to tear Ye Feng apart completely, their strikes intensified, beating Ye Feng even more frenziedly.

Yet Ye Feng remained sullen, his gaze unchanged. The others beat Ye Feng for a full ten minutes until they were panting heavily and finally stopped. Ye Feng lay on the ground, trembling slightly.

Long Wu picked up a wine glass from the table and poured it over Ye Feng’s head, the wine trickling down onto Ye Feng’s clothes, soaking him thoroughly and leaving him looking extremely disheveled.

Long Wu looked disparagingly: "Trash, I thought you had some skills, didn’t expect you to be so fragile. Forget it, I’ll let you off for now. Once back at school, I’ll deal with you slowly; offending me, Long Wu, isn’t something you can get away with easily!" With these words, Long Wu left Night Bar with his subordinates. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

After leaving the bar, Long Wu said disdainfully, "Liang Le, didn’t you say that Ye Feng was quite strong? I think he’s just a piece of trash. Boss Jin is merely an Innate Realm Grandmaster, if it were me facing Boss Jin, I could hold out for at least ten moves unscathed. This Ye Feng, failed in one move, he’s just trash!"

Liang Le looked embarrassed: "Maybe it was because I was too careless yesterday; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been defeated in one blow!"

At this moment, Zhang Peng hurried to Ye Feng’s side, worriedly asking: "Ye Feng, are you okay!"

However, Ye Feng’s negative energy was still raging inside him, lurking in his meridians, making him unable to move or speak, he could only barely shake his head, indicating he was fine.

Boss Jin looked at Ye Feng as if he were the dirtiest trash on earth, filled with contempt and disdain.

"Careless idiot, of all people to offend, you chose Young Master Long. I thought you’d have some skills, but it turns out you’re just trash. You’re fired, Night Bar will no longer have you!" Boss Jin shouted.

Manager He and others watched Ye Feng with faces of schadenfreude, feeling extremely satisfied.

Manager He was originally contemplating revenge on Ye Feng, but within a day, Ye Feng had become so disheveled, making Manager He very pleased, wearing the look of a villain who had succeeded; Boss Jin coldly looked at Zhang Peng: "Hurry up and take him out of my bar, you have one minute to disappear from here, or face the consequences!"

Hearing Manager He’s words, Zhang Peng looked nervous, barely able to support Ye Feng as they left hurriedly.

Zhang Peng carried Ye Feng, walking shamefully back to the school dormitory, Ye Feng’s complexion was grim, and in pain; neither did Ye Feng anticipate the negative energy outbreak would last so long.

Under normal circumstances, a negative energy eruption would only last for ten minutes before Ye Feng could suppress it.

But today, the outbreak of negative energy had already exceeded ten minutes, yet Ye Feng showed no signs of suppressing it, and once again Ye Feng realized the grave danger of that negative energy...