"Hey kid, stop right there!"
Upon seeing this scene, Tang Peng flew into a rage, took a step forward, and launched a side kick at Yang Feng's waist.
"A mere trick." Yang Feng said calmly, casually tossing the six monkeys in the direction they had charged from.
Tang Peng's pupils contracted slightly as he was suddenly struck by the six monkeys, sending him flying backwards and crashing to the ground.
"Is this your last resort? It's too weak."
Yang Feng shook his head slightly and spoke.
Upon hearing this, all of Six Monkeys' underlings turned ashen-faced.
Tang Peng, who had just gotten up from the ground, was furious. His strength was already at the early stage of the Yellow Rank, yet he couldn't even touch the man in front of him.
He didn't believe it, he refused to accept it!
"Die!"
Tang Peng was unharmed, only covered in dust. He clenched his fists and rushed forward like a shooting star, instantly displaying the aura of a Yellow Rank early stage cultivator.
"Get lost!" Yang Feng shouted, raising his feet and quickly delivering two interlocking kicks that struck directly at his abdomen.
"Bang! Bang!" Two explosions suddenly rang out in the underground parking lot.
"ah--"
Tang Peng screamed in agony as his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
At that moment, he finally understood that he was no match for this man at all!
He is also a martial artist, and quite skilled at it!
Tang Peng lay on the ground, his face contorted in pain, looking at Yang Feng who was walking towards him step by step, a sense of unprecedented fear welling up in his heart.
"You dare kill me? My master is the vice sect leader of the Luoyan Sect. If I die, he will definitely avenge me. Moreover, his strength is at the Xuan rank, a Xuan rank expert! Your family and friends will all be buried with him!"
Unable to contain the terrifying killing intent emanating from him, Tang Peng shouted wildly.
"Oh--"
Yang Feng sneered, placing one foot on his chest, and said coldly, "The moment you started talking about my family and my friends, you were already dead!"
After saying that, he suddenly stomped his foot, and Tang Peng spat out another mouthful of blood. His eyes gradually became unfocused, and a very frightening footprint appeared on his chest. He eventually died.
Seeing this, Six Monkeys was utterly desperate, while his thugs were so terrified they were practically jumping out of their skins.
Yang Feng glanced at Liu Hou and his group without saying a word.
"Young Master Yang, I am willing to follow you, and please spare my life."
The six monkeys, lying on the ground, had pale faces covered in cold sweat and spoke timidly.
"Me too!"
The group of underlings on the other side lowered their heads, not daring to even glance at Yang Feng, and shouted in unison.
Yang Feng took a few steps forward to Liu Hou's side, lifted him up with one hand, met his eyes, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He said:
"I'm sorry, but not everyone can follow me. So—die!"
In an instant, his killing intent erupted once more, enveloping the entire underground parking lot.
As soon as he finished speaking, a small section of bloody intestines fell to the ground, and the six monkeys lay there with their eyes wide open in death.
Many of the underlings present couldn't help but vomit again upon seeing this horrifying scene; some even vomited up stomach acid!
This is a scene that usually only appears in medical videos or horror movies, but now I'm experiencing it firsthand.
That's terrifying!
Yang Feng shook the blood off his hands, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and gently wiped them, then said calmly:
"You may follow me, but your fate will be just like this man's. Do you hear me?!"
"I heard you!" "I heard you!"
The thugs were terrified, their bodies covered in cold sweat, and they knelt on the ground, hurriedly expressing their gratitude.
"Good to hear. Get up, all of you. Follow me, and I will not treat you unfairly."
Yang Feng threw the blood-stained tissue on the ground, looked at them, and spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this, the underlings quickly and cautiously stood up, keeping their heads down and not daring to look at Yang Feng.
"And you too, anyone who dares to betray me, the consequences... you know."
Yang Feng turned to look at Heng Qing and his group, a smile he couldn't hide appearing on his lips, and slowly said.
When Hengqing and his group saw his smile, they felt it was the smile of a devil. They couldn't help but swallow hard, nodding like chickens pecking at rice, and shouted in unison:
"We will never betray Young Master Yang; we will follow him wholeheartedly and without any disloyalty!!"
"Hehe, nothing in this world is absolute. Never mind, let's not waste any more time."
Yang Feng waved his arm, then looked at the thugs on the other side and asked:
"Did you just say that the Phoenix Hotel is managed by the Qingzhu Club?"