Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 753 - 762: Calling the Young Master

Hearing Ye Ling's fierce and cold words, Pang Dahai couldn't help but shudder, his face unexpectedly displaying a hint of bizarre fear.

"Haha! Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous, you're far too arrogant. Do you really think you can kill me? Don't you know that there's law in this society?"

Pang Dahai seemed to have grabbed onto a lifeline and in his heart, he subconsciously believed Ye Ling was merely trying to scare him.

"Brothers! Let's go at him together, I refuse to believe that he alone can withstand so many of us!"

A burly man with a wide back and a stout waist barked coldly, and then a dozen men all nodded in agreement, oblivious to how pitiful the man who had been embedded in the wall was.

Whoosh, Ye Ling moved, his toes lightly touching the ground, his body suddenly appeared beside a group of men, with a brisk lift of his shoulder.

With a thud, the guy closest to him was sent flying into the air, more than a meter off the ground, then harshly crashed down onto the blue brick road.

A crackling sound of snapping bones rang out, the man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and fell unconscious to the ground, his eyelids turned white as his body trembled incessantly.

Hiss, was this guy too damn strong or what? Could he be not human? Just a casual lift of his shoulder sent people flying, wasn't that a bit too exaggerated?

Whether it was exaggerated or not, they didn't know, but all they knew was that the young man, like a wolf, had charged into the midst of the crowd.

His fists roared with vigour, seemingly unmatched, the sensation of each punch hitting flesh sent a chill running from the soles of everyone's feet to the crown of their heads.

Especially Pang Dahai, watching Ye Ling's eyes turn red nearly brought him to tears, damn it, the dozen men he brought with him were all top-notch fighters from that great young master's crew.

Usually, one of them could take on three or four ordinary people without falling short; how could they be getting sorted out by Ye Ling now?

With a snap, a brawny man let out a pained howl, falling to his knees with his mouth full of blood, his wrist grotesquely twisted out of shape by Ye Ling.

Slap, Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged as he slapped the man's face again, and several somewhat yellow teeth fell out.

Too ruthless, utterly intolerable, the only ones left unscathed were two men, a brawny man and Pang Dahai. The rest were either lying unconscious on the ground or continuing to scream in agony.

"Stop...stop hitting, I'm telling you, you've caused a big disaster, do you even know who we are?"

The brawny man spoke submissively, while Ye Ling shook his head, "It doesn't matter who you are, today you won't be leaving my family's courtyard on your feet."

The brawny man's mind buzzed at those words, my gosh, weren't you being too arrogant? Not even asking about my background, are you a real or a fake idiot?

"Let me tell you, Mr. Ye, do you know who they are? They are Qi Fei's men, Qi Family's young master, and I even drink and call Qi Family's young master my brother!"

"Heh, it seems like you don't know who Qi Family's young master is. You better go find out, else it's not a big deal if you ruin yourself, but if you ruin your whole family, that wouldn't be too good."

Qi Fei, the young master of Donghai's Qi Family, a well-known top-tier young master in Donghai. Unfortunately for Pang Dahai, he didn't know that Qi Fei had already been dealt with by Ye Ling like a dog.

"So you think Qi Fei can hold me down?"

Ye Ling let out a faint, cold laugh. Pang Dahai on the opposite side paused for a moment and then grinned viciously, "What do you think? Let me tell you, if Young Master Qi learns about today's incident, he'll make sure this isn't over with you!"

Hearing this, Ye Ling nodded, "Alright, I'll just play along with you bastards today and give you a taste of what despair feels like!"

At a high-end club in Donghai, Qi Fei was dressed in white, holding a champagne flute and having a lively chat with several young masters by his side, when suddenly his phone rang.

Qi Fei frowned—who could be so annoying, not knowing that the night was almost exclusively Qi Fei's time for nightlife? During this period, he generally didn't take calls from outsiders.

But Qi Fei still pulled out his phone, and when he saw the caller ID, he was startled—damn it, it was that young master.

He quickly gestured for everyone else to stop talking and answered the phone with a smile. However, before Qi Fei could speak, an address was thrown at him along with a sentence.

The address wasn't too far away, but that sentence was frightening—if he couldn't make it in half an hour, he should just wait and perhaps have another taste of the Bureau of Superpowers.

Clatter—the champagne flute fell directly onto the expensive marble table and shattered, while Qi Fei's face turned ashen, "Damn it, this is too much, too much!"

How have I offended you, making me rush to your side in half an hour? Do I look like a damned dog to you? I'm a young master, the top young master in Donghai!

You don't say a word, not even a damn reason—isn't that too much of a bully? I know you, Ye Ling, are tough; I know that even the entire Qi Family doesn't have the capital to confront you right now.

But still, it feels like it's too much of a bully, too uninteresting—just exploiting us little shrimps for fun, right?

Thinking this, Qi Fei stood up and left with a grim face. Where was he going? To find Ye Ling, of course. He was just venting his frustration, but would he dare not to go?

The legend of that young master is even greater now, and from the tone of his voice, it seemed there was some matter—if Qi Fei didn't go and something happened, he couldn't bear the consequences.

A yellow Lamborghini streaked a brilliant glaze through the darkness of the night before roaring off like a flash of yellow lightning towards the distance.

Inside Liu Yuandong's yard, Ye Ling hung up the phone and looked at Pang Dahai and the man opposite him with a cold laugh, "Today, I'll just play along with you."

"Pang Dahai, you'd better remember, by tonight, I'll make you into 'Fat Sea'!"

After saying that, Ye Ling turned and walked into the house, then patted Liu Yunzhi on the shoulder, "Take the knife in your hand; if anyone dares to leave, just stab them to death. Everything is under your brother-in-law's control!"

Liu Yunzhi, hearing these words, his eyes instantly turned blood-red and he let out a vicious laugh, swinging the knife in his hand, "Tsk tsk, I'd like to see who's prepared to leave with holes in their body!"

Pang Dahai and the man exchanged glances, and they actually didn't dare to move, not because they weren't brave, but because the many fallen brothers on the ground served as a warning.

Inside the house, Zhang Yuhua looked anxious as she spoke to Ye Ling, "Little Ye, you're not really going to let Yun Zhi kill someone, are you?"

"Don't worry, Mom. It's just to scare them a bit. As for their lives, maybe they don't get to decide. Let's wait for their master to arrive and give us an explanation."

Ye Ling smiled faintly, but a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Pang Dahai must die, and Young Master Qi Fei should be aware of this; otherwise, Ye Ling wouldn't mind taking care of them both.