"Who are you?" Aunt Shen was taken aback upon seeing him, a sense of unease creeping into her heart. Why would a strange man be in the Luo family's home? Could this be Luo Xiaofang's boyfriend, and they had just been arguing, which was why she was crying?
Women's gossipy nature is always so powerful.
Yang Feng didn't speak, but Luo Xiaofeng was very anxious when he heard that his grandfather had been beaten. He immediately bypassed them and ran outside.
"Xiaofeng, don't go over there, stay at home!" Luo Xiaofang shouted as she saw her younger brother running out of the house, but she couldn't stop him. In an instant, his small body disappeared from sight.
Yang Feng then stepped out, glanced at Luo Xiaofang, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The two women were left completely bewildered.
"Huh?! How did he disappear!" Aunt Shen exclaimed in surprise. Seeing that Yang Feng had indeed vanished in front of her, she felt a chill run down her spine.
For these residents who have just moved from villages to towns, there is still a lot of superstition about ghosts and gods.
After being stunned for a while, Luo Xiaofang came to her senses and stopped worrying about everything else. Her grandfather was the most important thing now, so she quickly ran out, leaving Aunt Shen still in a daze.
Before long, Yang Feng arrived at a somewhat old factory, which mainly collected scrap metal. The iron gates were already rusty.
As soon as he stepped inside, Yang Feng heard a series of sounds coming from there, and his brows furrowed as he headed in that direction.
"Please stop hitting my grandfather."
Luo Xiaofeng was being held tightly by the hair by an adult man, his small body looking helpless.
"Heh! You little brat, you old codger, how much money does your family owe us? If you hadn't come back, I would have really thought you'd run away and come back!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, standing on the disheveled Lei Dashan, said coldly.
The people from the surrounding factories dared not step forward to stop them, because they all carried a black, sharp machete, which was quite frightening, especially since there were several young men with tattoos all over their bodies.
They looked extremely fierce and menacing!
As for the acquaintances who had just come from the town to help Lei Dashan, they had all been hacked to death with machetes and were almost unconscious on the ground, bleeding profusely.
This is the main reason why they were intimidated by the factory workers; otherwise, they would definitely have stepped forward to help.
However, it is blood that truly intimidates others.
As soon as Yang Feng arrived, a hint of killing intent flashed in his deep eyes as he clearly saw all of them.
There were fifteen people in total, all holding machetes. Among them was a middle-aged man who stepped on Lei Dashan, whose face was thin and disheveled. The veins on his bony arms were bulging, and his hair was very messy.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 254 A Terrifying Man!
When Yang Feng saw the helpless look in their eyes, he seemed to rediscover his true self. In the past, he was always powerless against such looks and would rush to help them.
He was hot-blooded and couldn't bear to see the weak being bullied without taking action to help.
"I'll give you five seconds to release them, then all of you kneel down, or else... die!" Yang Feng's eyes were as cold as ice as he slowly walked up to the fifteen men, his voice like that of a grim reaper from hell.
It was ice-cold!
Upon hearing his voice, the fifteen young men froze on the spot, staring blankly at Yang Feng as if they had lost their souls. The middle-aged man at the head, who was stepping on Lei Dashan, felt Yang Feng's coldness and couldn't help but put his foot down and take a small step back.
At this moment, everyone in the factory was focused on Yang Feng.
Wait for them to come to their senses.
"My God, this young man is incredibly bold, daring to speak to those people with knives like that."
"Damn it, another one's come to die. This one's probably an acquaintance of Lei Dashan's in town. He's going to get hacked unconscious..."
"Hey, are all young people these days so impulsive? Not only are they carrying knives, but there are also fifteen of them, and they all look fierce."
The workers around the factory shook their heads in secret and whispered among themselves.
They looked at Yang Feng with a sigh. He was so young, why did he have to come up here and risk half his life for someone else?
As for killing, they certainly wouldn't dare.
"Hahaha!"
The fifteen men exchanged glances and finally burst into laughter, some even bending over with laughter.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group stepped forward and continued to step on Lei Dashan, a deep smile playing on his lips. His narrow eyes were fixed on Yang Feng, who remained calm, as he pointed and said:
"Kid, you must be from out of town, right? Probably a distant relative of this old geezer. Did you ask around this town before you came to find out who Wang Yishuang is...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Feng slowly walked up, raised his hand, and lightly struck out, seemingly without any power.
However, Wang Yishuang was unable to move when she saw this, and could only watch helplessly as he slapped her across the face.
"Smack!"
The sound of a slap suddenly echoed throughout the entire factory.
Immediately afterwards, a figure tumbled out, spinning 360 degrees in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.
I almost got a stiff neck...
quiet!
Everyone around was stunned. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were filming an action blockbuster. How could such a seemingly weak slap have left someone like this?!