C153 Who Dares to Stop Me

Bi Junfan reacted quickly, taking the opportunity to launch another strike.

With his left leg supporting on the ground, the sole of his foot acted as a fulcrum, turning his entire body in a circle. The power that was originally acting on his right fist was all grafted onto his left arm, and with the power of his body's rotation, as long as this slap could hit, Ye Chen would definitely not be able to take it.

As the saying goes, you don't slap people's faces.

However, this fellow was actually aiming at Ye Chen's face and slapped it hard.

"Pah!" With a sound, Ye Chen no longer chose to retreat, and decisively made his move to directly grab onto his left arm. After completely accepting the impact, his body did not move an inch.

Bi Junfan only felt as if his arm was being gripped by a pair of iron pliers, and was unable to pull back.

His mind was in a state of shock, as he assumed a defensive position, he focused on Ye Chen, and when their gazes met, Bi Junfan's scalp suddenly turned numb, looking at the cold gaze, he felt as though he was in a sea of blood and corpses.

It was as if a sword was placed on his neck; he felt as if he would die in the very next moment.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, Ye Chen slapped his face.

Bi Junfan felt as though half of his face had been slapped by a rod. First, it was in extreme pain, then it went numb.

It landed on the ground with a clang like a gunny sack.

Soon after, a sharp pain came from his abdomen, and on his stomach, there was a clear footprint.

Ah!

Bi Junfan lied on the ground like a shrimp.

"You overestimate yourself."

Ye Chen swept a glance at him and said disdainfully.

This was a resounding slap to the face of Bi Junfan, who had always thought highly of himself.

"Master."

One of the young men in his twenties ran over to Bi Junfan's side to help him up, while the other young men surrounded Ye Chen in a fiendish manner.

"Let's go."

Bi Junfan spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted in anger.

Sun Qingyuan sat steadily on the sofa, looking at Ye Chen with a cold expression.

Bi Junfan was his friend, and had helped him resolve many problems in the past few years.'s strength was obvious to all, even the bodyguards that he paid a high salary to hire were not his match.

However, he could not even block one move from Ye Chen.

Fortunately, he was only a single person. If he also had a power, who would be able to control him?

In this world, having power and authority was the way of the king.

Even if one was powerless, as long as one had power and power, they could make anyone bow down before them.

Ye Chen did not choose to retreat anymore. With a gaze like lightning and a cold aura like a tiger waking up, he welcomed the Flat-Headed Man, fists and kicks piercing into his flesh.

Unstoppable.

These Flat-Headed Man s were considered good, in between attacks, they punched straight at Ye Chen's vital points.

Seeing this, Ye Chen still continued to walk forward, and did not stop just because of the sharp attacks of these fellows. With a "peng" sound, their fists collided, causing the opponent to stagger backwards in pain.

Ye Chen followed suit, punches and kicks. It looked simple, but these youths were unable to resist.

These youngsters retreated step by step, to the point where they did not even let Ye Chen's footsteps become disorderly in the slightest.

This was a crushing blow.

Completely suppressed, these young people were so ashamed that they couldn't stand it. They wanted to struggle and fight with their lives on the line against Ye Chen, but before they could even stand up, they were slapped senseless by Ye Chen.

Very quickly, Ye Chen stood up with his hands behind his back. Below his feet, these youths were lying on the ground, either holding their stomachs or holding their legs; in short, not a single one of them were able to get up from the ground.

To do all this, Ye Chen's face did not show surprise or happiness, he glanced at the youths, and then looked at Bi Junfan, and said indifferently: "A young and old man, you are brave and ruthless, do not implicate your own students."

Being lectured by Ye Chen in such a way, Bi Junfan felt both shame and anger. He wanted to retort, but he herself had already lost, so no matter what fierce words Ye Chen said, it would seem to be incomparably pale and laughable.

"Master Su, the reason why I came today was not to give you an explanation, but to tell you something." Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Su Qian Yuan, and said word by word: "I don't have much ambition, so I don't have anything to worry about."

Su Qingyuan's pupils contracted. Suppressing his anger, he said, "I understand."

"It's good that Elder Su knows this. That kid will be leaving first." Ye Chengang was about to turn around, as if he had thought of something, and walked in front of Su Qing Yuan. Although the latter did not show it on the surface, his hand that was hiding under the tea table and trembling due to the tension betrayed his true feelings.

He was nervous.

Ye Chen glanced at him, then looked down at a pot of aged wine on the coffee table. He opened the bottle, and the aroma of wine permeated the air.

After pouring a cup, Ye Chen finished it in one gulp. Then, he said, "This wine, I offer it to Sun Yat-Sen."

This wine was for Ye Chen to apologize and use.

And now, the wine had been drunk, but it didn't mean that they were going to apologize.

"Whap."

After placing the wine cup on the table, Ye Chen laughed: "Sun Yat-Sen, I won't give you a slap on the face. After all, I can't bear to slap myself."

Finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Clang! Clang!

The door opened, and Ye Chen walked out.

Outside the door, the man in black stood in two teams with a machete in his hand. His gaze was ferocious as usual. There were even some people who held their machetes tightly and were ready to swing their machetes.

Only waiting for Sun Yat-Sen's order, the blade light would not stop, and Ye Chen would definitely die on the spot.

Ye Chen glanced at them, then turned around to look at Sun Qingyuan. Then, with a smile that was not a smile, he turned around and under the gazes of the black-clothed men, walked steadily towards the elevator.

He was unperturbed and in high spirits.

The sunlight shone in through the window and onto his body. At this moment, he seemed to shine with boundless light. The sharp light that had been hidden for so long was revealed, causing everyone to have no choice but to lower their heads to dodge.

Seeing the elevator close, the men in black looked towards the private box with unwillingness and confusion.

Sun Qingyuan sat on the sofa and looked at the wine cup on the table.

Ye Chen did not slap his face, but instead, made it hurt.

"Old Bi, I've made you lose face today. I'll pay for the medical expenses." After a long while, Sun Qingyuan took out a bank card and handed it over to Bi Junfan: "There's one hundred thousand inside, treat the excess money as compensation."

"Sun Yat-Sen, if you say it like that, then you're treating me like an outsider." As Bi Junfan spoke, he kept the bank card. Looking at the empty corridor, he said with resentment: "This boy, I will not let him get away with this."

"Old Bi, we have to consider this matter carefully." Sun Qingyuan said in a serious tone.

"They're just good fighters. In this age, many young people who think they're good fighters have died in the sea." Bi Junfan said in a low voice as he gnashed his teeth.