Chapter 9

Ye Fei dragged his yellow hair and threw it in front of Su Kun: "what's kept by the waste men is just a group of waste. He broke two legs and can't die."

"Do you have anyone else coming, huh? The most annoying thing in my life is to watch a waste show off in front of me. How hard he screams, how miserable he will end up."

Su Kun and the gangsters behind the bald driver began to look at each other. Seeing the end of yellow hair, no one dared to move forward.

"Why? Don't make a fool of yourself here. Go back as soon as possible!" Ye Fei smiled contemptuously and turned to leave.

Just then, he heard a "sudden" sound behind him, and then a bright knife stabbed him down.

Ye Fei hid sideways and the knife pierced the air.

The man holding the knife is a strong scar face. There were two fierce lights in his eyes.

A white light flashed, and the knife stabbed again, without giving Ye Fei a chance to breathe. The tip of the knife is close to Ye Fei's neck. Ye Fei knows that scar face wants to take his life.

"Since you are cruel and cruel, don't blame me!" Ye Fei kicked in the air and hit the chin of scar face. The kick was so powerful that scar face flew up in the air, then fell on his back and fell heavily to the ground.

He quickly got up and clenched his knife. Just as he wanted to rush at Ye Fei, ye Fei punched him on the forehead. Scar's face only felt black in front of him, with Venus in his head, facing the sky on all sides and collapsing to the ground.

Ye Fei took out the knife from his weak hand and drew another line on his face.

"Now, your face is perfect."

Scar's face made a pig killing cry, and blood seeped out of the wound and filled his whole face.

"Get back!" Ye Fei used his three-point strength to lift his leg and kick, and scar's face rolled back to Su Kun.

Su Kun's face turned blue and white with anger.

"Waste! It's all waste! Lao Xu, why did you find me such a pile of waste!" he grabbed the bald driver's collar and directly lifted him up.

The skinhead driver looked at Su Kun's eyes that were about to burst into fire, his body trembled and his lips trembled: "he... He's too cruel..."

"Rubbish!" Su Kun threw the bald driver to the ground and shouted back at the retreating Gangsters: "come together, if any of you kill him, I'll give him a million!"

In the eyes of the gangsters, there was a golden light, a million dollars. The temptation of such a large amount of money drove them to rush to Ye Fei.

"That's interesting." Ye Fei threw away his knife and compared his middle finger to them.

"Watch it!" he smashed his fist on the face of the fat man who rushed to the front, crooked his mouth, and the fat man flew several meters behind like a sandbag, pressing the other two people below.

Ye Fei's figure flashed and his fists and feet were held together as fast as lightning. He shuttled through the crowd like a ghost. He only heard the sound of "bang bang". Wherever he went, those crazy villains with murder weapons fell down one after another.

Su Kun and the bald driver were stunned and couldn't believe the scene in front of them. Twenty or thirty people fell down one by one, and they could no longer stand up. Only screams remained everywhere.

Ye Fei lit a cigarette, took a puff and sprayed the smoke on Su Kun's face.

"Fuck!" the bald driver grabbed it, but ye Kun grabbed his arm and threw it into the crowd, successfully joining the ranks of lying corpses.

"Don't think against me. You're not my opponent. I'll crush your existence in any way."

Su Kun snorted coldly, "where does a smelly hanging silk have such great confidence? First take a bath to take care of your face. This is a face watching society. Facial features are always more important than three outlooks. Where does your smelly hanging silk with crooked melons and cracked dates have the courage to live in the world? If I were Yue Yue, I would have left you!"

Ye Fei's face didn't show a little anger. He just looked at Su Kun faintly. His eyes were so calm that Su Kun's heart was a little hairy.

Just as ye Fei lowered his head, Su Kun's hand gathered enough strength and grabbed him on the shoulder. As soon as ye Fei was short, he hid. At the same time, his head hit Su Kun's face.

Su Kun felt as if he had received a hammer on his face, and the intense pain spread rapidly. Before he could open his eyes, ye Fei slapped him on the right face.

"You have some Kung Fu, but in my eyes, it's just a small skill. Don't you think you have a handsome face and are invincible in the world? Well, I'll do something on your face today to let you taste the taste of having no face!"

Ye Fei opened his bow from left to right, and the air echoed with a sound of "Pa Pa Pa".

"Brother in law... Big brother... Fei ye, you, forgive me. I'm wrong. I'll never see Su Yue again. I promise, please, let me go. What's wrong with you? You hit me on the face. How can I live in the future without a face? Sobbing..."

"I hit your face. Maybe you don't know. What I'm good at is hitting my face. Why? Now I know the pain. When you seduce Su Yue, why didn't you feel my heart aching? I repeat, Su Yue is my Ye Fei's woman. If you dare to get close to her again, I'll make you pay a price 100 times more painful than hitting her face!"

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When ye Fei stopped, Su Kun's face had swollen into a balloon. With that black and beautiful oil head, it looked particularly funny.

"Take your people back. Su's company is not where you should come. I Ye Fei, the man you can never afford." Ye Fei left a natural and unrestrained figure behind.

After a long time, the skinhead driver jumped up from the ground and ran to Su Kun.

"President su..." he saw Su Kun's red and swollen face, desperately pinched his thigh and tried to hold back his smile.

"Pa", a crisp and loud slap on the ear, "where did you just die? Now he's gone, you're alive again, aren't you?"

"Mr. Su, I..."

"Pa -" Su Kun has learned the true story of Ye Fei.

"What are you? You still want to argue. Shit, thirty people were beaten down by a waste. What's the use of asking you! Go and pretend to be dead on the ground and shout to me."

The gangsters who were half paralyzed and motionless by Ye Fei got up from the ground one after another. The scene was like a fake corpse in a horror novel.

"Ye Fei, I have written down this revenge. One day, I will bring back everything that belongs to me! As for you, I will torture you to death bit by bit." Su Kun stroked his swollen handsome face and clenched his fist secretly.

A group of people left in dismay.