Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 377: One Punch, One Hundred Thousand (Seeking Recommendation Tickets!)

Chapter 377: Chapter 377: One Punch, One Hundred Thousand (Seeking Recommendation Tickets!)

"Courting death!"

Bao San let out a cold shout, ready to make his move, but suddenly he stopped and his gaze sharply turned to one side.

About fifteen meters away, a man clad in black was slowly walking over.

This man was dressed in black, his face expressionless, and his eyes were penetrating with a sharpness like an unsheathed Sharp Sword, exuding an intimidating chill.

This man was Cold Edge, who had been instructed by Xiao Yifeng to secretly protect Ye Yaxin.

"It’s him!"

Ye Yaxin’s eyes flashed with an unusual light as she looked at Cold Edge.

As Cold Edge drew closer, a terrible chill spread through the void, instilling a feeling of despair and suffocation in the hearts of Bao San and his men.

Watching Cold Edge approach was like watching a deadly Killer draw near.

Bao San’s brow furrowed tightly as he watched Cold Edge, his eyes filled with a serious and concentrated look.

"Take the Young Madam and leave!"

Cold Edge glanced at Wang Jun and commanded with a detached voice.

Upon meeting Cold Edge’s sharp gaze, Wang Jun’s heart skipped a beat, but he hurriedly said, "Miss, please get in the car quickly."

Ye Yaxin glanced at Cold Edge and asked, "Are you sure you’re okay? Should I call the police?"

"No need, Young Madam, please go back first!"

Cold Edge shook his head.

Ye Yaxin nodded and got into the Audi.

"Stop right there!"

Seeing Ye Yaxin about to leave, Bao San’s complexion changed, and he quickly shouted, attempting to move forward to stop her, but Cold Edge stepped in front of him, radiating a bone-chilling murderous intent.

The dreadful killing intent invaded Bao San’s body, giving him the sensation of his soul shook, entirely engulfed in an icy coldness.

At that moment, Wang Jun got into the driver’s seat and immediately drove the Audi away from there rapidly.

"Kid, who the hell are you? You’d best not meddle in affairs that don’t concern you," Bao San threatened, somewhat blustering yet inwardly apprehensive.

Chuff!

In the next second, a Blood Arrow shot out from Bao San’s throat, and a fine line of blood widened rapidly, gushing with blood.

Bao San’s eyes bulged with disbelief, and he fell backward onto the ground with a thud, dying with his eyes wide open.

Probably, Bao San would never have imagined that he would die so suddenly, without any chance to resist.

Nor did he know how his opponent had struck him, a Late Stage Dark Energy master who had been instantly killed.

The one who had made the move was naturally Cold Edge, but nobody saw how he had done it. Even Bao San’s men stood with a dumbstruck gaze, utterly shocked.

Chuff, chuff, chuff!

Following that, Cold Edge spun around, waved his arm, and a series of Blood Arrows flew out.

In the blink of an eye, all of Bao San’s men had collapsed onto the ground, each with a Blood Arrow through their throats, blood spilling wildly.

With a wave of his hand, he killed seven or eight men, yet Cold Edge’s expression remained as cold and detached as ever, devoid of any change in emotion as if he had simply slaughtered seven or eight pigs.

Xiao Yifeng knew nothing of this; after Qiu Yuying left, he started his car intending to return to his villa. En route, he encountered a traffic accident on the side of the road.

A BMW had collided with a Lamborghini, the BMW’s front end scraped against the Lamborghini’s rear. The BMW belonged to Qiu Yuying.

At this time, Qiu Yuying was arguing with a young man with dyed yellow hair, dressed in an Armani shirt, with a handsome face looking like a creamy cast young idol.

"It was clearly your fault for stopping suddenly without following the rules which caused me to hit you, yet you blame me?" Qiu Yuying said indignantly.

"Beauty, no matter what you say, now it’s you who hit my car, and you must compensate me fully," the young man said, arms folded in front of him, eyes roving over Qiu Yuying, a devilish smile on his lips.

"Name your price then!"

Qiu Yuying spoke indifferently, her eyebrows furrowing slightly as she noticed the other person’s gaze.

"Three hundred thousand!"

The young man said calmly.

"What? Three hundred thousand? Are you trying to swindle me?"

Qiu Yuying’s face changed dramatically, as she glared at the young man with anger.

"Miss, you’ve got it wrong. How am I swindling you? You’re not even considering what kind of car this is. Do you think the repair cost for this car would be the same as your twenty-something thousand BMW? Three hundred thousand is already a concession because you’re a beautiful woman. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be enough even at five hundred thousand!"

The young man snorted coldly.

"Hmph, do you really think I don’t understand anything? At most thirty thousand, three hundred thousand is impossible!"

Qiu Yuying retorted firmly.

"If you can’t come up with three hundred thousand, you could also join me for a drink at the bar!"

The young man looked at Qiu Yuying with a frivolous smile.

"You’ve got the wrong person!" Qiu Yuying said coldly.

"Look at how pretty you are. Why not become my girlfriend? I can buy you a car worth millions. How about that?"

As the young man spoke, his hand involuntarily reached out.

"Go to hell, blockhead!"

Bang!

A foot suddenly appeared and stamped onto the young man’s face, kicking him and sending him flying. He collapsed onto the ground with a scream of pain.

"Why is it you?"

When Qiu Yuying saw Xiao Yifeng standing in front of her, a look of surprise flashed through her eyes.

"Of course, it’s me. Otherwise, you might have ended up someone else’s girlfriend by now. And that would be a slap in the face for me, your designated boyfriend, right?"

Xiao Yifeng curled his lips, walked over, glanced at the young man, and said coldly, "You just mentioned a compensation of three hundred thousand, right?"

"You damn kid, who do you think you are? Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me!"

"That’s exactly who I aimed for!"

Xiao Yifeng kicked out once more, inducing another scream from the young man.

"I’ll pay you the three hundred thousand compensation now!"

Xiao Yifeng spoke casually and walked over to the Lamborghini. A ruthless smile curled on the corner of his mouth.

Qiu Yuying and the young man, whose face was ashen from the beating, both stared at Xiao Yifeng with puzzled expressions, unsure of what he was about to do.

Boom!

Xiao Yifeng threw a fierce punch, landing it on the hood of the Lamborghini. The terrifying power erupted and instantly shattered the hood completely, wrecking the engine inside and causing smoke to billow out.

Boom!

Another punch from Xiao Yifeng, and the windows of the Lamborghini were completely smashed, the car frame itself deforming.

Boom!

The final punch landed on the Lamborghini, all four tires bursting and the rims deforming. The whole car caved in and collapsed.

After three punches, the sports car worth millions was utterly wrecked, battered beyond recognition.

Witnessing this scene, both Qiu Yuying and the young man’s eyes widened, their lips parted in shock.

"There, the three hundred thousand compensation is paid!"

Xiao Yifeng drew back his fist and dusted off his hands.

"You bastard, what are you implying?"

Seeing his newly purchased beloved car ruined like that, the young man’s eyes were filled with distress and a deep fury.

"Didn’t you ask for three hundred thousand in compensation? Now I’ve compensated you. Each of my punches is worth a hundred thousand, so three punches make three hundred thousand. There, all paid back to you. Is that not enough? Would you like a few more free punches?"