C106 Collapsing Mountain! (1/2)
”Unconvinced? ”Little brat, what the f * ck are you?” An old bandit with experience coldly shouted and glared.
Ye Qingfeng looked at IV Manager's soft eyes, his face was filled with dissatisfaction, and he shouted straightforwardly: ”We brothers! All these years! He would not be here for any less time than some people! Why don't we have the right to snatch those six women?! ”
”Whose subordinates? ”Are you f * cking looking to die!?” The sixth brother, Zhang Biao, of the One-armed Mountain IV Manager had an ice-cold expression. He cupped his fists towards IV Manager and Fourth Lady and shouted: ”Head! My lady! This kid doesn't know the rules! How arrogant! I'll teach him a lesson! Let him know that such a place is not a place where small fry like this can be so impudent! ”
IV Manager and Fourth Lady didn't say anything as they quietly watched.
The other bandits sneered, looking at Ye Qingfeng like he was a dead man.
The old mule and the rest inwardly shook their heads. The ten favorite commanders under the IV Manager weren't even enough, not even six dancers.
Wasn't this the same as looking for a way to exterminate his clan!
The Steel Teeth Sword Zhang Biao was famous for its ruthlessness, even the few commanders did not want to offend him.
Seeing that the manager and his wife did not say a word, Zhang Biao understood. He picked up the metal teeth sword at the side of his feet and walked towards Ye Qingfeng ferociously.
On the surface, Ye Qingfeng's cultivation was only at the second stage of the Profound Core Stage, but in the eyes of others, even the third stage was useless!
There was a huge difference in their cultivation levels as well!
”Brat, stretch out your hands and tongue. I will chop off your hands, then chop off your tongue, then I will let you go!”
Ye Qingfeng looked at Zhang Biao who was walking over. With a calm face, he suddenly said in a sinister manner, ”What if I refuse?!”
”Then go and die, brat!” Zhang Biao roared, his expression sinister, his Iron Tooth Sword cut through the air, his voice as sharp as a ghost's, wanting to cut Ye Qingfeng's head off!
The mule owner immediately turned his head away, hiding and shaking his head internally.
”You want to kill me?! Then die! ” Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng erupted. He was using the Profound Ranked Fist Art that Cao Fei's father was famous for but had not yet comprehended too deeply!
The fist wind was like an ancient mammoth. It carried a heavy and surging momentum, yet it was the first to strike! A fist landed on Zhang Biao's chest!
With a bang! Fresh blood flew out!