Chapter 30: Satan's Might! (Part 1)
came to assassinate, there must be a mastermind behind this.Ye Junlang was playing the long game. Killing these two assassins wasn't much of a feat. He wanted to find out who was behind them and unco...Chapter 30: Satan's Might! (Part 1) (1/2)
Stay put!
This was Shen Le hearing what Ye Junlang had said. When he heard this, he turned his head, and Ye Junlang's figure was gone.
Seeing the various weapons drawn by Li Bao's men, Shen Le was truly taken aback. With all these knives and guns around, weren't these people trying to kill him
Whoosh!
Shen Le's eyes blurred, and a figure had already darted forward. Although he couldn't see clearly, Shen Le was certain it was Ye Junlang!
Bursting forth was Ye Junlang. As he moved, a wave of iron-blooded and ruthless aura emanated from him, giving the impression of a tiger unleashed, like a slumbering behemoth suddenly awakening, choosing its prey and devouring it!
Facing them was a gleaming long sword, reflecting dazzling light under the illumination. It slashed through the air, aiming straight at Ye Junlang's head to deliver a fatal blow.
Just as the blade was about to cleave straight down from his head, Ye Junlang's figure slightly shifted to the right. The blade whizzed past him, missing its mark and slicing through the air.
In that instant, Ye Junlang's left hand shot out like lightning, seizing the man with the knife's wrist. Immediately, a surge of power, unmatched in its fury, erupted from between Ye Junlang's five fingers. With a forceful twist in the opposite direction—
Click!
A bone-crunching crack echoed through the air, and the knife-wielding man's wrist was twisted with a sickening snap. The blade flew from his hand with a clang and landed on the ground.
Bang!
Ye Junlang's left hand moved like lightning. With a powerful elbow strike, he hit the man in the chest. The man let out a gasp, "Wah!", and spat out a mouthful of blood before being sent flying backward.
Whew!
A sharp gust of wind suddenly came from the right, and a burly man in black armor, wielding an iron rod, swept it towards Ye Junlang.
Ye Junlang extended his arm, the muscles on his arm instantly knotted and bulged as he stood in front of the oncoming iron rod with his flesh and blood.
The eyes of the assailant immediately flashed with a sinister gleam—could human bones ever be as hard as steel
He seemed to have already seen the gruesome scene of Ye Junlang's right arm being swept away, however——
With a "bang," the iron rod in his hand swept across, landing on Ye Junlang's arm. But Ye Junlang's arm remained motionless. Instead, he felt as if he had swept against a mountain—completely unable to budge it.
Before the man could react, Ye Junlang grabbed the iron rod with his backhand. He pulled forward suddenly, a tremendous force surging out. The man, gripping the iron rod, was dragged toward Ye Junlang by this irresistible force.
Ye Junlang's right leg knee struck forward, as if this man had actively met Ye Junlang's attack. His body, which weighed at least 70 kilograms, was immediately sent flying into the air. After falling from mid-air, he lay limp on the ground like a dead dog.
Whew!
Instantly, Ye Junlang's iron rod swept horizontally toward the left front, deflecting a fruit knife that was slashing towards him. He then whipped the iron rod in his other hand, sending the fruit knife from the black-clad man flying out of his grasp. With no way to evade, the man had no choice but to harden his scalp and raise his arm, mimicking Ye Junlang's use of an arm to block the iron rod.
Click!
A sickening crack echoed through the air once more. Unfortunately, this man had overestimated the strength of his flesh and bone. Not only was his right arm swept directly off, but his entire body was sent sprawling to the ground, writhing in pain.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlang suddenly lunged forward, the iron rod in his hand whirling like it was imbued with a thousand pounds of force, slamming into the front
Chapter 30: The Might of Satan! (Part 1) (2/2)
A man charging over had the weapon in his hand knocked away. The blow, undiminished, swept across his chest.
Then Ye Junlang's body whirled to the right, dodging a military knife that came slashing at him. With a sudden punch from his left hand, he launched himself forward, the fist force like a bullet, slamming into the face of the assailant.
Bang!
Under a single punch, his nasal bridge caved in and his eyeballs burst. The face of the assailant was a mess of blood and flesh, his shrill screams echoing through the air. Accompanying those cries, he fell straight to the ground.
In a matter of mere seconds, the five menacing men who had charged forward first all collapsed to the ground.
This is too violent, too bloody!
It is even more awe-inspiring!
Li Bao was already stunned. The remaining black-clad fighters were also stunned, and even Tang Rou, who was hiding behind the curtains in the corner, was stunned!
Tang Rou was holding her phone, ready to call the criminal police from the police station. At the same time, she was also preparing to rush out.
She's worried it will end in bloodshed!
But just as she was about to rush out, she saw the scene before her.
The guy wearing a security uniform, who bragged about his good looks without any shame, actually knocked down five vicious thugs in the blink of an eye!
Tang Rou asked herself, with her own skill, she could deal with these five fierce ruffians. However, to say that she could defeat them so quickly and cleanly in the blink of an eye, she doubted she could!
"How could this despicable creature be so powerful What is he exactly"
Tang Rou's heart was filled with questions. Seeing this situation, she wasn't in a hurry to appear or contact the police department. She wanted to know what would happen next, because if the police intervened, many details about the aftermath wouldn't be revealed.
Slap!
At this moment, Ye Junlang even had the leisure to light a cigarette. He took a deep puff and then said, "Scared by this I haven't even warmed up yet."
Li Bao came to his senses, his face still etched with shock. He was enraged and roared, "What are you all waiting for Charge! You must take him down!"
"Hold on!"
Ye Junlang roared suddenly, instantly causing the several men in front who were about to charge forward to come to an abrupt halt.
These thugs looked at each other in confusion, wondering what this fellow was up to. Could he be afraid
At this thought, someone had already spoken up.
"Aren't you afraid If you are, kneel down and beg for mercy immediately to avoid suffering!"
"Yes! Drop your weapons, kneel and surrender, and we'll let you live!"
"You're right! I see you're a sensible person, at least you have this basic awareness!"
—Who knows if they would end up like the five people in front of them, beaten to the ground, if they charged forward So, it would be best if they could persuade this ferocious and reckless beast to surrender.—
Ye Junlang ignored their pleas for surrender. He turned and walked over, offering the just-lit cigarette to Shen Le, saying, "Hold this for me, I'll need it later!"
Saying that, Ye Junlang turned around and faced the nearly thirty remaining thugs in the arena. He said coldly, "Come on!"
The men in black suits on the scene immediately felt deeply humiliated — dammit! Turns out this guy is playing them like fools! What did he just say Fight later Does he mean he can take down everyone here before his cigarette burns out He's being totally disrespectful!
Thinking of this, one by one, the black-clad fighters in the arena roared angrily, holding their weapons and swarming toward Ye Junlang.
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