C881 It was the Hong Alliance that was being smashed

"I don't dare to. I, Hong Thirteen, swear to the heavens that I really …" Hong Thirteen, who had only ever bullied others, had never experienced the wrath of others. This was the first time in his life that he experienced fear.

In Hong Thirteen's eyes, Ye Sheng was a true devil. At this moment, a thought that he had never thought of flashed through his mind. Could he really have killed him in one go?

"Hey, you're already so old and you still wet your pants?" If you're a girl, I'll ask someone to take you to the back and give you a good wash. " Ye Cheng pinched his nose and looked at Hong Thirteen's silk pants that was emitting a hot and dry smell of liquid. He felt a wave of disgust.

The people nearby could not help but pinch their noses. They wanted to laugh, but they were afraid that the smell would enter their mouths. Upon seeing this, Ning Luo Ling immediately trotted to the two little girls' side, acting as a big sister to protect them. The black-suited thugs who were not afraid of the Buddha at first, now they were scared to death when they saw Ning Luo Ling, thinking that she was some kind of peerless master.

"Speak, how are we going to settle the accounts?" Ye Cheng brought the bloodstained dagger closer to him and sniffed it, as if trying to convey his extremely bloodthirsty and cruel image. As expected, upon seeing this scene, Hong Lingtong thought that he would definitely die.

"Written off." At this moment, it was as if all the bones in his body had been shattered. With just a slight movement, even the slightest movement would cause his mouth to move and he would feel bone-deep pain that drilled straight into his heart.

"It's so cheap, what about the medical fees? What about the cellphone bill? And so many people had lost their minds? Is there any way to write off all of this? " Ye Cheng turned the dagger around, and the cold, bone-piercing back of the blade touched Hong Thirteen's face.

"Compensation, double, a hundred times, is it okay if I compensate all of them?" He didn't know when the person in front of him would be willing to torture him until he stopped, so in the end, he howled in despair and used all of his strength.

His face was in pain again, and the sharp dagger once again left a red scar on Hong Thirteen's face.

"I'm not deaf, you scared me!" When Ye Cheng's smile appeared in Hong Thirteen's eyes, it became incomparably sinister and terrifying. He no longer had any strength left. Hong Thirteen felt as if he was a pool of flesh that could be slaughtered at any moment.

"If that's the case, then follow the rules of the martial arts world and use the bloody handprint. I'm afraid you'll go back on your word." "Luo Ling, it's all up to you now." As soon as Ye Cheng greeted his, Ning Luo Ling understood immediately. He immediately took out a pen from his bag and started writing furiously.

"Yes." Immediately, a legally effective document was completed under Ning Luo Ling's masterful brush. This was a fundamental skill that he had acquired over the years in the Winning Group.

"Give me your fingerprint." Looking at the tear-filled Hong Thirteen, Ye Cheng instantly understood his uncontrollable difficulties. Thus, Ye Cheng decided to go all the way to the end. He picked up Hong Thirteen's hand and wiped the blood off his face. Then, he pressed a bloody handprint.

"Alright, we'll be done for after one million dollars. Lorraine, hand this over to the lawyer tomorrow and split the money. "Everyone present, if you wish to collect money, please register your name and bank account number with this lady!"

After Ye Cheng said this, everyone present was stunned for a good three seconds. Following that, there was a flurry of ecstasy and cheers. There were even crazed cheers from the crowd. This was the real night life. Soon, Ning Luo Ling was surrounded and unable to make it.

The suited men looked at each other. They didn't know if the people Ye Cheng was talking about had a part to play.

"You, who exactly are you?" Within a single night, he was trampled into a pile of meat and even lost more than a million of them for nothing. Hong Lingtong did not know what kind of demon this man in front of him was. In the East China Sea, other than that person, who else could it be?

"Listen up, my name is very simple. It's Superman's father!" The words "Lei Feng" were not common in the underworld. "Superman's dad" was the simplest and most crude word.

"You will regret it! "If you listen to my advice, it might be too late to leave now." Damn it, Ye Cheng is clearly trying to slip away. Hearing what Hong Thirteen said, isn't that the same as saying that Ye Cheng won't be able to leave? Because if they left now, wouldn't Hong Thirteen look down on them?

Another slap rang out loud and clear.

"Hong Thirteen, why do you think you are such a despicable person? I don't even know how you started this big bar. " It was unknown whether it was Sang Huihui or Wei Longqing's area of influence, but it was expanding too quickly. There were all kinds of birds. However, with such a large scale and such a remote location, he seemed to be intentionally avoiding something.

Hong Lingtong struggled, as if this answer held an extraordinary significance to him.

"Listen up, I am a member of the Hong Alliance!" Hong Lingtong grimaced in pain as he spoke, the waxy yellow teeth had become exceptionally horrifying from the blood.

Members of the Hong Alliance? Hong Thirteen? Ye Cheng should have thought of it long ago.

Seeing that Ye Cheng was a little taken aback, Hong Thirteen thought that Ye Cheng was truly intimidated by his identity.

"How is it? Was he afraid? To be able to beat me, Hong Thirteen, into such a state, you are the first. I respect you as a person. As long as you kneel on the ground and kowtow three times towards me and give me the little girl next to you, I can guarantee that your future in the Hong Alliance will be limitless! " Who could ever compete with the "Hong Alliance"?

Earlier, Ye Cheng was a bit cynical, as if he was a hunter playing with his pet. But now, Ye Cheng's face slowly turned cold. The shadow of the lights made Ye Cheng look like a god of death in the dark.

"Are you a member of the Hong Alliance?" Ye Cheng's voice seemed to emit the chilling aura of ice crystals, causing Hong Thirteen to feel as if he had fallen into a cold cave. Hong Thirteen nodded, at the same time maintaining his head's arrogance.

"Is this the territory of the Hong Alliance?" Hong Thirteen, who was just inches away from Ye Cheng, could feel his killing intent. Could it be that this person really dared to lay his hands on the people from the Hong Alliance? Crazy, this kid must be crazy!

"Let me tell you, the members of our Hong Alliance are about to arrive. When the time comes …" Hong Lingtong's words came to an abrupt halt. He could never speak again because he had said enough today.

Ye Cheng stabbed the dagger into Hong Thirteen's mouth and spun it clockwise. Immediately, his mouth became a mess of flesh and blood. Hong Thirteen's eyes widened. He wanted to scream out in terror, but all he could do was let out empty cries of "ah ah".

"If you do not say that you are a member of the Hong Alliance, then you still have a way out. "But since you've said it, then I'm sorry. You asked for it." He pulled out the dagger, and drops of blood dripped from the tip of the dagger. Very quickly, this trace of blood extended from Hong Thirteen's neck all the way to his abdomen.

Hong Thirteen knew what Ye Cheng was going to do next, so he kept backing off in fear.

With a raise of his hand and a swing of his blade, Hong Thirteen instantly became a eunuch.

"You want a woman when death is at hand? This is a small lesson. " Ye Cheng picked up the blade. Obviously, this was not the end. Ye Cheng still had one last thing he wanted to do. This was what Ye Cheng had thought of when he heard about the 'Hong Alliance'.

Using the dagger to cut open the buttons of the row after row of buttons, he revealed Hong Thirteen's chest and abdomen. Ye Cheng grinned fiendishly.

This was the first time writing on a person's skin with a knife, and it felt like writing on tissue paper. However, with Ye Cheng's knife skills and his small daggers, he only felt some itchiness but no pain.

Perhaps the pain in his lower body and mouth was so intense that it was negligible.

"Alright, it's a success. But where should I put it? " Before he thought about this matter, Ye Cheng still had one more thing to settle.

With a snap of his fingers, a black-clothed man looked left and right before realizing that Ye Cheng was referring to him. As a result, he gulped and walked over, trembling with fear. Just a moment ago, his master, Hong Thirteen, had already been tortured by Ye Cheng to the point where he looked unsightly.

"Protect the lady who was with me just now. If I find out what happened in the middle of tomorrow, you know." Ye Cheng shook his bloodstained dagger. The black-clothed man understood and immediately turned around to run towards the cheering crowd.

"Let's disperse the situation for today. Luo Ling, this brother of yours is here to safely escort you home." Ye Cheng shouted at Ning Luo Ling.

"Is that so? Alright!" Under Ye Cheng's orders, the surviving men in black started to clear the area. Ning Luo Ling knew that this was Ye Cheng's arrangement, so he could only follow it obediently.

"Big brother Ye Cheng, can you call me that in the future?" Ning Luo Ling really liked it when Ye Cheng called her "Luo Ling", but he shortened his last name. However, the feeling was very different, very intimate.

"Of course." He watched Ning Luo Ling and the others leave. The clamorous and joyous bar had never been so quiet before. It was so quiet that it was terrifying.

"Those people from the Hong Alliance are coming, right? Well, I'll show them. It seems that Sang Huihui and the others' promotions are still not up to standard. It has been a long time since the Black Tiger Station has existed, but there are still people who do not know about it. " Ye Cheng stood up and said as if nothing had happened.

Concentrating and gathering his Qi, he raised his hands. Hong Thirteen, who was on the ground a moment ago, floated up gracefully. Under Ye Cheng's control, he was like a basketball. Finally, with a wave of Ye Cheng's hands, Hong Thirteen's hands were hung from the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

It was like a signboard made of human flesh.

"Destroy the Hong Alliance's foothold in the East China Sea. Let's start with this so-called Happy Deal." Ye Cheng circulated the Jinyang zhenqi in his hands. Although it was still a little difficult for him to face off against experts, it was more than enough to deal with inanimate objects.

In the blink of an eye, the dazzling bar was turned into a complete mess. The sounds of wine bottles shattering, chairs and tables cracking, glass shattering, and lights exploding, all of these instantly became the symphony sounds of revenge.

Smoke and dust spread, and it was extremely messy.

"I've already wasted enough time here, really!" Ye Cheng turned around and ran out of the bar, which had already been wrecked to a state of complete devastation.

In fact, from beginning to end, a pair of cold eyes had been watching from the sidelines. He sat in a box not far away, wearing an exquisite blue suit. He leisurely held a goblet, drinking the red wine that looked like human blood.

The people of the Hong Alliance should have come a long time ago, but it was him. He was the one who stopped the best ventilation time, causing his friend, Hong Thirteen to be miserably ravaged by Ye Cheng. But he didn't care, because that was what he wanted.

"Hello, I'm Will Stephenson. Something has happened over here at Happy Dee." With a southern Texan accent, Will Stephenson finally notified the Hong Alliance.

In the blazing inferno, the four words on Hong Thirteen's chest were particularly striking:

The Roaming Weapon King!