"Go help Sha Shu!"
Hong Yan waved his hand towards the back.
Imdiately, a few big n wearing black suits stepped out.
They rushed straight towards Ye Qingfeng.
"I said, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Seeing the big n in black rushing towards him,
Ye Qingfeng decided not to hold back at all.
He transford his hand into a blade.
And sprinted forward a few steps.
His palm, like a blade, chopped at the neck of a big man in black.
Crack! Crack! Crack!!!
The big man’s spine was like brittle bone.
It was directly cut off by Ye Qingfeng’s hand blade, killing him instantly.
"Go to hell, kid!"
Sha Shu’s cold voice echoed.
At the sa ti as the big n in black attacked,
he was already looking for an opportunity.
At this mont, Ye Qingfeng’s hands were free, and he had his back to him.
Sha Shu instantly found a tricky angle.
At waist height, he thrust his weapon forward.
At the sa ti, he added an upward flick with his wrist.
Obviously, this was aiming for the kidneys.
Just a single pierce, and this kid in front, would undoubtedly die.
"Slash!!"
Sha Shu stabbed him.
But there was no feeling of the knife piercing flesh.
Because when the knife cut through the skin and t the skin, it didn’t penetrate at all.
"You’re a Martial Artist, you’re a Martial Artist!"
Sha Shu cried out in shock.
At this ti, Ye Qingfeng turned back.
Sha Shu saw, however, a cold smile like that of the Grim Reaper.
Boom!
A punch from top to bottom.
Smashed directly on the head of Sha Shu.
With one punch, it was like smashing a waterlon.
Sha Shu had no power to resist at all. Before his death, his eyes were only filled with fear.
Blood splattered everywhere. The once arrogant Sha Shu had now beco a headless corpse.
And the big n in black who attacked Ye Qingfeng were now lying on the ground too.
No breath left in them.
The death of Sha Shu and a few big n in black.
Further chilled the hearts of those racing rich young masters.
This was simply a Grim Reaper from Hell, reaping lives with disregard for all living things.
"Release her, or you die!"
Ye Qingfeng stopped in front of Hong Yan.
Originally calm, Hong Yan now had a serious expression.
Ye Qingfeng’s ruthless thods and powerful combat strength.
Completely exceeded his expectations.
"Even if you’re a Martial Artist, will my Hong Family be afraid?"
Hong Yan shouted, with so false bravado.
In this world, Martial Artists have a high status.
But, rely at the warrior level, his Hong Family didn’t fear them.
"What about the Hong Family? If they provoke , I’ll annihilate them just the sa."
Ye Qingfeng’s cold voice echoed, directly dismissing the Hong Family.
In Jiangnan City, besides being sowhat wary of the five great powers guarding the city,
he didn’t consider the so-called Four Great Families of Jiangnan City worth his attention.
"Good, good, good!!! Arrogant words, wait until your bones are obliterated!"
"But now, if you want to save her, then race ! If you lose, how about you break both of your own hands?"
Hong Yan changed the subject, bringing the topic to racing.
He’s not a fool.
With such formidable combat power, how could Hong Yan directly confront Ye Qingfeng?
However, in racing, he was never afraid of anyone!
In this Jiangnan City, those who can beat him in racing are only two or three.
The kid called Ye Qingfeng in front of him was certainly not among them.
"Alright, I agree!"
Ye Qingfeng agreed without any hesitation.
"Hahaha!! Good, good, good, whoever reaches the finish line first wins. If you win, I’ll release Song Shuyao. If I win, you break both of your own hands."
Hong Yan laughed loudly.
This was just delaying, giving his family ti to send a ssage back.
In this way, regardless of whether Ye Qingfeng wins or loses, he will break Ye Qingfeng’s hands.
Of course, being beaten by this kid in a race is simply a joke.
"Brother Ye, you can’t be so reckless!"
Jiang Chen, whose face was still marked with footprints, anxiously grabbed Ye Qingfeng.
The driving skills of the Hong Family’s young master were fad throughout Jiangnan City.
How could Ye Qingfeng possibly beat him in a race?
"Ye Qingfeng, don’t agree. I’ve trained in racing, but I just suffered a complete defeat."
Song Shuyao was also anxious.
She had confidence in Ye Qingfeng’s combat prowess.
But she didn’t even know if Ye Qingfeng could drive.
So naturally, she felt agreeing to race against Hong Yan was an extrely irrational act for Ye Qingfeng.
"Brother Qingfeng..."
Song Shuhao wanted to say sothing.
But, he seed to have an unexplainable confidence in Ye Qingfeng.
"It’s alright, it’ll be over soon. I said, those who bullied your sister will die a naless death!"
Ye Qingfeng smiled.
Racing, he didn’t know how, but so what?
"Hong Tao, hold her for . If this kid makes any move, throw her off the cliff!"
Originally, Hong Yan had Song Shuyao by the neck.
Now, however, he handed Song Shuyao over to his follower, Hong Tao.
Besides the Hong Family people here, he trusted no one.
At the sa ti, this was also a warning to Ye Qingfeng.
If he dared to act recklessly,
Hong Tao would imdiately throw Song Shuyao off the cliff.
"Let’s start!"
Ye Qingfeng didn’t say much, but calmly spoke.
"Alright! Choose your car!"
Hong Yan grinned, patting his red Ferrari.
"This one then."
Ye Qingfeng pointed to Jiang Chen’s Volkswagen SUV.
And without hesitation, walked towards the Volkswagen.
"What!"
Even with Hong Yan’s years of racing experience, he couldn’t help but exclaim.
Using a Volkswagen SUV series to race at Qinming Mountain.
This was simply a novice move, wasn’t it?
"Ridiculous, how can such a junk car race?"
"Doesn’t know his place. Mr. Yan’s Ferrari 488 is a six-cylinder rear-wheel drive; a casual tap on the accelerator will leave ordinary cars miles behind."
"This is a typical case of brawn over brain, muscled but simple-minded!"
Originally, these people thought, since Ye Qingfeng dared agree to race Hong Yan,
he must know a thing or two about racing.
But after hearing Ye Qingfeng’s choice,
everyone realized this guy was just here to be funny.
"It’s over, Brother Ye, how could you be so impulsive."
Jiang Chen was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
But by this ti, Ye Qingfeng was already in the car.
"From the starting point, passing through the five consecutive hairpin bends of Qinming Mountain and back, whoever arrives first wins."
"If there’s no issue! Let’s start!"
Rolling down the car window, Hong Yan looked at Ye Qingfeng with a cold smile.
For him, this couldn’t have been better.
Even with his eyes closed, he could win this race.
"Roar roar roar!!!"
Ye Qingfeng’s Volkswagen SUV and Hong Yan’s red Ferrari 488.
Both stopped at the starting line simultaneously.
Beside them was a sheer abyss, extrely dangerous.
Yet, it was exactly because of this thrill that these thrill-seeking young masters cheered on.
Tap tap tap!!!
At this mont, a race girl in an ultra-short racing suit, with a seductive figure, wearing high heels, walked to the starting line in front of the cars!
Her revealing outfit showed almost everything that could be shown.
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