Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 271 Worship

Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Worship

At this moment, Kimura Yaziko’s front was soaked by a large splash of water, whether it was because the raincoat wasn’t worn properly or for some other reason.

Yaziko herself also realized that the front of her clothes was drenched, her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly asked Keiko to buy her a set of clothes, then went to the restroom to change.

Following that, Xiao Yifeng had a great time playing with Kimura Yaziko, truly relaxing for a while.

In the blink of an eye, the afternoon passed, and outside a cold drink shop, Xiao Yifeng came out with Kimura Yaziko, eating ice cream when Kameda Isao appeared with a few bodyguards.

"How come you’re here again?"

Seeing this guy, Yaziko’s expression instantly soured.

"Yazi, you must be tired after playing for so long. I’ve found a really nice restaurant, let’s go have dinner together," said Kameda Isao, smiling at Yaziko, which combined with his face gave him a pig-headed look.

Right then, a group of unruly-looking men suddenly surrounded them, their gazes fixed on Xiao Yifeng.

As these people stared at him, Xiao Yifeng’s face remained calm as water, while Yaziko’s expression subtly shifted, and the bodyguard Keiko next to her eyes tightened, shooting out a vigilant look.

As for Kameda Isao, seeing these people, his eyes flashed with a sinister look, sneaking a glance at Xiao Yifeng with a hint of chilliness.

"Kid, you still owe us money from the last time you messed with women. When are you going to pay?" the lead Yellow Hair taunted, pointing at Xiao Yifeng.

"Money owed from messing with women?" Xiao Yifeng scoffed coldly.

"That’s right, kid. Don’t tell me you’re going to deny it. Pay up quickly!"

"Pay up! If you don’t, you’ll regret it today!"

The dozen men shouted noisily.

"Brother Little Feeng, who are these people? What’s this about owing money for messing with women?" Yaziko asked Xiao Yifeng, looking lost.

"Yazi, I didn’t expect our friend here to enjoy toying with women outside, and not paying for it, too. That’s something else!" Kameda Isao mocked, his face bristling with ill intention toward Xiao Yifeng.

"I don’t care who sent you, but get lost now, immediately, right away! Otherwise, don’t plan on leaving!" Xiao Yifeng spoke indifferently, looking at the dozen men with arrogance and dominance.

"Yo, kid, you think you’re so tough. Today, you’re going to see just how formidable our brothers are!"

Immediately, these men shouted, brandishing weapons in their hands, clearly ready to get physical.

"Sister Keiko, protect Brother Little Feeng!" Yaziko’s complexion changed, and she quickly spoke up.

Keiko was about to take action with a cold expression but was blocked by Kameda Isao.

"Yazi, this is their problem, let’s not interfere. Since this guy could sleep around and not pay, I’m sure he can handle these dozen or so people," Kameda Isao said with a sneaky smile, his eyes deliberately glancing at Xiao Yifeng.

Smirking at Kameda Isao, Xiao Yifeng teasingly said, "That’s right, Yazi, I don’t even consider these few little ants."

"You’re asking for it, kid!"

Immediately, the dozen or so men, swinging their sticks, launched an attack on Xiao Yifeng, all of them striking hard and with full force.

Bang!

Just when one of the men’s swinging sticks viciously slammed into Xiao Yifeng’s body, the latter remained unmoved, his expression unchanged as if he were impervious to pain, leaving the man looking on in sheer astonishment.

"Is that all the strength you’ve got?"

Xiao Yifeng scoffed coldly, "Or should I show you how to hit someone?"

Crack!

Ah!

Xiao Yifeng grabbed the man’s hand that was holding the swinging stick, and instantly the man’s arm burst open, letting out a piercing scream as the stick dropped from his hand, and Xiao Yifeng caught it in one swoop.

Thump!

With a single swing of the stick by Xiao Yifeng, that man was knocked to the ground, his ribs broken who knew how many, his body convulsing on the floor, causing the remaining dozen men to look on in horror.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Next, Xiao Yifeng’s figure blurred as he swung the stick repeatedly.

A series of muffled thunderous sounds followed by waves of wails rose, all of these men lay on the ground, their bodies either with broken arms or legs, and some with broken ribs and breastbones.

In any case, they would not be able to leave their beds for half a year, and all this happened in less than ten seconds.

Watching this scene, Kimura Yaziko’s face showed excitement, while Keiko’s eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Xiao Yifeng, and as for Kameda Isao, his face looked extremely gloomy.

These people were the ones he had found, hoping to take the opportunity to give Xiao Yifeng a lesson since with Kimura Yaziko present, he couldn’t directly strike at Xiao Yifeng, but he didn’t expect this youngster to be so deeply hidden and so skillful.

Clang!

Xiao Yifeng threw the swinging stick on the ground and glanced at the group with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Brother Little Feeng, I didn’t know you were this amazing!"

Kimura Yaziko looked at Xiao Yifeng with adoration on her face.

"Yazi, it’s getting late, I should head back now," Xiao Yifeng said to Kimura Yaziko.

"Brother Little Feeng, I’m going back to Japan tomorrow. Let’s have dinner together tonight, as a farewell."

"Sure!" Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"That...Yazi, I’ve already reserved a restaurant," Kameda Isao interjected eagerly.

"Since Mr. Kameda has already reserved a restaurant, let’s all go together," Xiao Yifeng said with a smiling face as he looked at Kameda Isao.

"Alright then," Kimura Yaziko agreed, and although Kameda Isao really didn’t want Xiao Yifeng mingling in and spoiling his plans,

he dared not let the other leave, fearing that Kimura Yaziko wouldn’t go to dinner with him either.

"You’re looking for your own death, kid," Kameda Isao warned silently, with a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Afterward, the group made their way to the restaurant Kameda Isao had booked.

Upon arrival at the restaurant, they were led by the waiter to a private room at the very top, where a full feast was already prepared.