Chapter 528: Chapter 528: A Palm Strike Destroys!
Boom.
The air shook fiercely.
A hurricane-like Grandmaster aura erupted from Ye Cheng.
The entire area within ten meters was covered by this aura.
On the second floor of the villa, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass, Su Xiaoyue, Qin Zimo, Yuan Yuxi, Yang Jiahao, and others could clearly hear the aura outside the glass, howling like the roar of a beast.
Hearing the whistling hurricane, their faces grew increasingly uneasy.
Boom!
Boom boom!
At this moment, two more strong shocks sounded outside.
The Grandmaster aura that erupted from Ye Cheng suddenly expanded from ten meters to thirty meters.
The terrifying hurricane-like Grandmaster aura enveloped the entire villa, and even outside the villa, many places were covered by the aura.
Within this powerful Grandmaster aura, leaves flew and dust rolled everywhere from the villa perimeter to the courtyard.
On the second floor, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass, Su Xiaoyue, Qin Zimo, Yuan Yuxi, Yang Jiahao, and others were shocked by the stunning scene of hurricane-powered fallen leaves and rolling dust.
In the courtyard, Ye Cheng’s long hair and clothes fluttered in the hurricane, his gaze sharp and cold, staring directly at Leng Ying.
A suffocating murderous aura emanated from him.
In the hurricane, he resembled a God of Slaughter exuding murderous intent.
Ye Cheng unleashed his strongest power, not only to shock the enemy with overwhelming might.
But also to knock the enemy out with one powerful strike, rendering them incapable of fighting.
This was his fighting style, never wasting time.
In the past, he always used this approach, taking down enemies in ten percent of the time, but spending ninety percent slowly torturing them to death.
“Leng Ying, unleash all your power!” Ye Cheng smirked grimly and said, “Because this is your last battle!”
Leng Ying’s face was expressionless, his eyes cold as he looked at Ye Cheng and said, “This should be said by me to you. After tonight, you’ll be as good as dead.”
“What did you say, a cripple?” Ye Cheng’s eyes blazed with anger, gritting his teeth.
His hand suddenly clenched into a fist, joints cracking loudly.
Leng Ying said, “If it weren’t for Lin Fei wanting to spare you a breath, I’d make you less than a cripple.”
“Fine!” Ye Cheng’s face twisted in anger, roaring, “Let’s see who’s the cripple today!”
As soon as the words fell, Ye Cheng’s figure shot out rapidly, attacking Leng Ying,
Darting through the hurricane, fast as lightning, Ye Cheng filled with killing intent, eyes burning with rage: Leng Ying, today I’ll make you worse than dead!
Bang!
In the hurricane, Ye Cheng and Leng Ying’s figures suddenly clashed, palms collided.
Behind the floor-to-ceiling glass on the second floor, Qin Zimo, Su Xiaoyue, Yuan Yuxi, Xiao Xiao, and others watched in amazement as Ye Cheng attacked so quickly but flew back just as fast.
Leng Ying remained standing, with just one hand still in an attack pose.
All the hurricane, fallen leaves, and dust dissipated.
The battle ended!
Unexpectedly fast.
After the storm, only a ground full of fallen leaves remained.
“Pfft!” Ye Cheng, who fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face ashen!
Ye Cheng’s eyes were filled with pain and anger.
He couldn’t believe that he was sent flying by a single palm from Leng Ying.
He clearly remembered, just as his palm was about to strike Leng Ying’s chest, Leng Ying suddenly acted, attacking faster, hitting his Dantian below the abdomen.
Then he involuntarily flew out.
He wanted to struggle to get up, but the intense pain from the Dantian below his abdomen made him nearly faint.
He couldn’t believe he was defeated by Leng Ying, Leng Ying’s martial arts were stronger, and he attacked faster, hitting his Dantian, crippling his martial arts.
He couldn’t believe any of it.
He was Zhu Qinglong’s most trusted second-in-command, feared as the top God of Slaughter.
Without martial arts, not only would Zhu Qinglong discard him like trash, but even those in the Black Society long jealous of his status and power wouldn’t let him go.
This filled him with despair and fear from the bottom of his heart.
Footsteps approached, Leng Ying stood before him, looking coldly at him and said, “Do you believe me now?”
“I want to kill you!~~~” Ye Cheng’s eyes widened with rage, roaring.
Leng Ying laughed coldly, disdainfully, “A cripple wanting to kill me? Better think about how to save your life!”
Then, Leng Ying looked at Lin Fei and said, “Lin Fei, what’s next?”
Lin Fei, unsatisfied, said, “I didn’t expect the battle to end so quickly, thinking this mad dog was so fierce, yet you crippled him with one palm.
Next, we naturally go find this mad dog’s master.”
With that, Lin Fei squatted in front of Ye Cheng and said, “Top God of Slaughter, come with us to see Zhu Qinglong!”
“No, I don’t want to see him.” Ye Cheng’s face showed fear, panic said.
“It’s not up to you.” Lin Fei stood up, looked at Leng Ying and said, “Take this mad dog, let’s go to villa number 8 to find Zhu Qinglong.”
Then, Lin Fei took out his phone and dialed Qin Zheng’s number.
After connecting, Lin Fei said into the phone, “Director Qin, bring the police to the mid-mountain villa at Jade Dew Mountain, there’s a case!”
“Lin Fei, what case happened over there?” Director Qin eagerly asked over the phone.
“A large group of gunmen from the Black Society tried to assassinate me and Leng Ying, but we’ve subdued them, would you call that a big case?” Lin Fei said.
“Of course that’s a big case! This is outrageous, the Black Society is so lawless, I’m coming over, be careful,” Qin Zheng said and hung up.
After the call, Lin Fei looked at Qin Yunyue and others behind the floor-to-ceiling glass on the second floor and said, “Before Director Qin arrives, none of you should come out, Leng Ying and I will go find Zhu Qinglong first.”
“Lin Fei, you go ahead! I’ll watch over everyone here.” Qin Yunyue answered from upstairs.
Lin Fei nodded.
Then, Lin Fei and Leng Ying, carrying Ye Cheng, leaped and disappeared from Qin Yunyue and the others’ sight.
In the number 8 villa living room.
Zhu Qinglong and Zhu Zirui, Lu Yichen sat on the sofa.
On the table before them were several suitcases, each with its lid open, filled with stacks of money.
Zhu Qinglong, holding a glass of red wine, said to Zhu Zirui, “Zirui, I suppose Ye Cheng and the others are almost done, do you think he’ll be surprised to see this ten million?”
“Dad, Ye Cheng will definitely be happy to see this ten million.” Zhu Zirui replied to his father.
A smile appeared on Zhu Qinglong’s face, “If Ye Cheng can remove Lin Fei, my thorn, this ten million is nothing.”
At this moment, a sound of chaos came from outside, as if something happened.