Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

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"Damn it, right there, that's the bastard!"

Just then, a large group of figures suddenly approached from the distance.

Ye Ling looked up and saw, at the forefront, was Lin Hua, that idiot.

Lin Hua brought over twenty men to this place, scaring off the onlookers who were originally crowding around Ye Ling's elixir pills.

Ye Ling frowned, you can show off all you want, but interrupting my business is another matter, isn't it?

"You're Ye Ling, right? Motherfucker, aren't you acting all high and mighty?"

There was still fresh blood on Lin Hua's face; right after he ran off, he immediately called his mother.

As the chairman of Peninsula Steakhouse, how could his mom not have any connections with the underworld?

What followed was the scene unfolding now.

These men all had a murderous aura about them, clearly not the kind of second-rate thugs Qiáo Fēng would compare with, obviously the real deal who had seen serious underworld action.

Lin Hua directly pointed at Ye Ling and cursed, "What, you think you're tough? Act arrogant now, I dare you to show me one more ounce of your arrogance!"

"It seems the lesson I gave you just now was too light, you didn't remember what I said," Ye Ling said coldly.

"Fuck what you said!"

Lin Hua cursed, "Get on your knees, kowtow three times, then crawl from under my crotch. Maybe then I might spare your life today!"

Ye Ling immediately laughed, this was the first time he had seen such an idiot.

"Also, your woman, I'm taking her!" Lin Hua added.

Ye Ling's gaze turned icy, "Say that again?"

Lin Hua was startled, what kind of look was that!

In that moment, Ye Ling seemed to Lin Hua like he had fallen into an icehouse, incredibly cold.

But thinking of the many men behind him, Lin Hua's courage bolstered once again.

"I said, yo-ur-wo-man, I'll t..."

"Smack!"

Lin Hua wanted to enunciate each word, aiming to purposely humiliate Ye Ling.

But before he could finish, Ye Ling's heavy hand already smacked him squarely.

"You dare hit me?!"

Lin Hua spun several circles on the spot, spitting out two teeth.

He hadn't expected that, with so many people he brought along, this scumbag would still dare to hit him!

"What are you dumbfucks waiting for? Am I not paying you? Attack!"

Lin Hua nearly roared, the rage inside him burning intensely.

The underworld figures, upon hearing Lin Hua, saw the leader with a scarred face frown and cast a cold glance at him, but said nothing.

These people, even if they took money, weren't the type to be ordered around at will.

The scar-faced man, around thirty, moved towards Ye Ling, curling his lips to reveal a shiny gold tooth.

"Bro, do you also mix in the underground?"

From Ye Ling's calm demeanor, scar-face could tell there was nothing simple about him.

"Is that any of your business?"

Ye Ling glanced sideways at the scar-faced man, sounding unamused.

It's gonna be a fight sooner or later, why waste the fucking breath!

Upon hearing this, the scar-faced man's expression immediately turned cold.

But at that moment, Liu Qiao'er suddenly stepped in front of Ye Ling, shouting at the scar-faced man, "If you... if you dare to hit him, I'll call the police!"

"Call the police?"

The scar-faced man sneered, scanning Liu Qiao'er's figure, "Little girl, having big breasts doesn't mean you can show off like this! Get out of the way, go ahead and call the police if you want, just don't get in the way of my business!"

After saying that, the scar-faced man moved to push Liu Qiao'er aside.

Suddenly, Ye Ling made his move, grabbing the scar-faced man's thick arm with one hand.

The scar-faced man's eyes narrowed, as he tried to break free, yet no matter what he did, he couldn't.

Liu Qiao'er was pulled aside by Han Qingxin who said, "Don't worry, with only this many people, they can't do anything to him."

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"How do you know?" Liu Qiao'er appeared puzzled.

"I saw it with my own eyes," Han Qingxin said with a smile.

Her father had brought in some retired special forces soldiers, but despite there being more than a dozen men, they couldn't even touch a corner of Ye Ling's clothing.

Oh, Ye Ling wasn't wearing any clothes at that time.

Thinking of Ye Ling's enormously huge second brother, Han Qingxin's earlobes felt burning hot, and she had even dreamt of it last night.

"Let go!"

The scar-faced man's expression turned ugly as he barked at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling responded with a slight smile, "What if I don't let go?"

"You're asking for a beating! Attack!" the scar-faced man roared to the people behind him.

Upon hearing this, more than twenty people rushed forward, surrounding Ye Ling.

"I'm giving you a chance, leave now, and later you might save on some medical expenses."

Ye Ling didn't care at all. If he exploded with full force, one punch could kill two or three men.

"I've been mixing in Donghai for so many years, I've seen the arrogant but never one as arrogant as you."

Unable to free his right hand, the scar-faced man swung his left hand towards Ye Ling.

"Bang!"

Ye Ling grabbed the scar-faced man's left hand, and suddenly swept his right foot over the man's legs.

The scar-faced man immediately lost his balance.

Ye Ling, holding the scar-faced man's hands, stepped back, and the man's body was instantly flung into the air.

Ye Ling kicked out and with a loud bang, the scar-faced man's body flew seven or eight meters high.

After a free airplane ride in mid-air, the scar-faced man fell down, crashing hard onto the ground, feeling as if all his internal organs were shattered, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

The others all skipped a heartbeat. The scar-faced man was a skilled fighter who was ruthless and fearless. In the whole Hongjing Association, he ranked high in fighting ability.

A normal person, the scar-faced man could completely overturn a dozen by himself.

But against this skinny guy who looked like a monkey, he couldn't even make a single move?

And from the looks of it, it was utterly pointless; he was definitely out of the fight.

"Attack together!"

Someone shouted, and more than twenty people swarmed around Ye Ling.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A series of dull thuds ensued, and the people around witnessed what real impossibility looked like.

They saw the figures who had surrounded him being kicked one after another, like kicking around a football, flying through the air.

And each one of them flew a good seven or eight meters, landing in different directions.

After hitting the ground, they could no longer move, clearly seriously injured.

Everyone was stunned.

You'd think kicking one person flying was enough, but more than twenty of them all met the same fate; wasn't this some kind of joke? Was he even human?!

"Bang!"

Having kicked the last one away, Ye Ling dusted off his hands and smirked, "Not even worth one hit."

Lin Hua was terrified, and upon seeing Ye Ling's grinning white teeth, he didn't say another word and turned to run!

But Ye Ling blocked Lin Hua's path like a ghost, smiling, "Why are you running?"

"I... I..."

Lin Hua trembled all over. Thinking that he might end up like the scar-faced man and the others, he was so scared he almost pissed his pants.

"Plunk!"

Lin Hua immediately knelt on the ground, speaking with a pained expression, "Ye Ling, I was wrong, I really was wrong..."

"Slap!"

Before he could finish, Ye Ling slapped him across the face again.

"Shut up!"