Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1140 - 1115: Surprised or Not? Unexpected or Not?

Ye Chen’s face remained unchanged as he watched the strong n charging at him.

It had to be said that these burly guys were quite formidable, truly considered seasoned fighters.

Dealing with them, Ye Chen felt so strain, but thankfully Bai Suzhen had given him the Golden Silk Armor.

Even when their clubs struck him, he felt no pain.

This Golden Silk Armor was truly a great piece, Ye Chen thought to himself.

"This guy is really strange, how co the clubs hit him and nothing happens?" one of the strong n said.

Ye Chen was surrounded by the big guys, and since they all had clubs, it was inevitable that he would get hit.

Yet even so, Ye Chen showed no expression, still retaliating with a grin.

"Old Eight, what are you talking about? I think this guy is just tough, but if we hit him a few more tis, he’ll go down," another strong man said.

Ye Chen revealed an evil grin, thinking to himself that hitting him a hundred tis wouldn’t harm him.

Just when those two lost focus while talking, Ye Chen seized the mont to deliver a punch.

The fist ca with the wind, attacking the two strong n, and when they tried to dodge, it was already too late.

"Bang bang," the two strong n were knocked away, hitting hard against the wall, feeling like their ribs had been broken by Ye Chen.

The pain was so intense they dared not breathe.

Seeing their two companions defeated, the other strong n stared intently at Ye Chen, not daring to let down their guard.

"Kid, you’re really a tough fighter, you’ve already hurt four of our brothers," said the bald strong man, looking at Ye Chen.

"Not bad, you might as well co and et your fate," Ye Chen said disdainfully, gesturing with his hand.

"You’re asking to die, kid, your big talk will soon show its consequences," said the bald strong man angrily.

Ye Chen felt speechless too; these guys only knew how to talk tough and scare people.

But the remaining strong n were not pushovers, exchanging glances and understanding each other with a smirk.

Ye Chen stood calmly, thinking that if the enemy didn’t move, he wouldn’t move either.

First, look at what moves those four plan to use; indeed, the four of them coordinated seamlessly, with two attacking from below and the other two from above Ye Chen.

"Capable indeed, this’ll be more interesting," Ye Chen thought to himself.

He certainly couldn’t afford to be hit; if he hit the ground, he’d have no chance of winning.

Ye Chen thought to quickly escape the battle circle, giving himself the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

The strong n knew Ye Chen’s intentions all too well, refusing to give him the chance.

The situation remained with two sweeping at Ye Chen from below while the other two swept from above.

"Kid, rember, big talk cos at a cost," laughed the bald strong man.

Because he thought that with their attack style, no one could withstand this, let alone the weak Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smirked coldly, his feet moved, and before anyone realized it, he was out of the battle circle.

At that mont, the strong n’s voices rang out.

"Who hit my leg?"

"Don’t hit my arm!"

"My stomach, it’s killing ."

Just then, Ye Chen was too fast, and when he left the battle circle, the strong n hadn’t reacted yet; they kept on swinging, but inadvertently hit their companions, leading to the scene above.

"When did that boy escape?" the bald strong man questioned, puzzled.

"I don’t know, I thought I was hitting him," another strong man replied.

Ye Chen stood watching like he was enjoying the show and laughed: "While you were hectically hitting each other, I’d already gotten out and watched quite a show from the side."

"You brat, daring to fool !"

The strongn, tricked by Ye Chen, wouldn’t let it rest, rushing toward Ye Chen.

Since they had just hurt each other and were wounded, plus Ye Chen’s movents were swift.

With a single encounter, those strongn were kicked away by Ye Chen.

One, two, three, four.

Bang bang bang bang, the four strongn fell like sandbags, coming as fast as they left, all crashing to the ground.

In front of Ye Chen lay the fallen strongn.

Though they were filled with anger and resentnt, they couldn’t help it, now unable to even get up, let alone defeat Ye Chen.

"Seeing your muscular builds, you can’t take hits at all; boring," Ye Chen shook his head, displaying a disappointed expression.

Those strongn felt very frustrated upon hearing this; they were flesh and blood, how could they take hits?

Moreover, Ye Chen’s strength was simply imnse; with just a kick or punch, it felt like their insides would shatter.

When they looked at Ye Chen, their eyes held a hint of fear.

Everyone couldn’t understand why Ye Chen was unscathed, clearly having been hit a few tis, yet seed completely unhard, like he’d just appeared.

"Get up, get up, let’s continue fighting," Ye Chen said to the strongn lying on the floor.

He hadn’t had a good workout in a long ti; fighting so fiercely felt great, and just as he was getting into it, his opponents fell motionless.

Those strongn heard him and were nearly crying, thinking that guy must be inhuman.

Brother Leopard stood at the alley entrance, smoking and listening to music leisurely.

He thought as long as they settled this kid, he’d get fifty thousand; this deal was really worthwhile.

But after waiting a long ti without seeing his n co out, he thought why must the guys be so brutal, the opponent was just a youngster, a good scare should suffice.

Brother Leopard was eager to go to the bar for a drink, so he decided to check on his n’s situation.

Originally, he thought Ye Chen had been beaten up beyond recognition.

He walked and said, "That’s enough, a good scare is all."

But he heard no response, and the further Brother Leopard walked, the more apprehensive he felt.

Inside was silent and eerie; actually, it wasn’t that they didn’t want to speak, but they were threatened by Ye Chen, afraid to.

They knew Ye Chen was ruthless; if they displeased him, there was a real chance of losing their lives.

Faced with choosing between their boss and survival, the latter was obvious; they weren’t foolish.

Brother Leopard tossed his cigarette butt on the ground and put his phone in his pocket, sensing sothing amiss.

Inside, there wasn’t a sound from his n, nor any noise of fighting, it was unnervingly quiet.

When Brother Leopard entered the alley and saw the sight, he was dumbfounded.

There stood Ye Chen unscathed, while his n lay on the ground, clutching arms, holding stomachs, and grabbing legs, creating a truly dismal scene.

Ye Chen looked at Brother Leopard and asked with a smile, "Surprised, or what?"