Best Young Master
Chapter 86 - 080 [All of You, Attack Together!]

Chapter 86: Chapter 080 [All of You, Attack Together!]

"The one who’s here for your life!"

Ye Fan’s emotionless words, transmitted clearly through the radio, reached Qiao Bazhi’s ears, causing his face to suddenly contort with panic!

"What’s going on?" Sensing the change in Qiao Bazhi’s expression, One-eyed Wu Ren couldn’t help but ask.

"All my men outside have been wiped out!" Qiao Bazhi’s expression grew grave, "The person coming doesn’t seem simple!"

"Besides Fei Si and Xiao Jiu, who are merely decent, the rest of the Dong Hai Gang are a bunch of trash. Could it be someone not from the Dong Hai Gang?" Zhang Zhu voiced his doubts.

"Since all your men are dead, we can rule out the possibility of the intruder being from the Yanhuang Organization," Qu Feng said indifferently, "As long as it isn’t someone from Yanhuang, what’s there to fear?"

"Qiao Bazhi, have someone lock this girl in a room. I want to see who this so-called deity is to be so arrogant!"

One-eyed Wu Ren wasn’t scared, on the contrary, he felt immensely angered by the intruder’s actions. In his view, this was a challenge to the whole Nanqinghong!

After hearing Qu Feng and One-eyed Wu Ren speak, Qiao Bazhi realized he was surrounded by three martial arts masters and there was no need to be afraid.

"Huff~"

At that thought, Qiao Bazhi breathed a sigh of relief, cursing himself for being foolish, and then turned to Liu Qin, "You take her to the room inside."

"Yes, Master Eight!" Liu Qin nodded her head and looked at Situ Ruoshui with cold eyes, "Follow me!"

No answer.

Situ Ruoshui, like a frightened little kitten, curled up in a corner of the sofa, trembling and crying.

"If you don’t move, then I’ll have to help you!"

Seeing this, Liu Qin’s face showed no mercy but quickly stepped forward, grabbed Situ Ruoshui’s hair, and tried to pull her up.

"Let... let go of me!"

Situ Ruoshui twisted her body, pounded on Liu Qin with clenched fists, trying to break free.

"Slap—"

What greeted Situ Ruoshui was a slap.

Liu Qin slapped her across Situ Ruoshui’s fair cheek, leaving it red and swollen, and threatened coldly, "You better behave yourself!"

Ever since childhood, Situ Ruoshui had been pampered by Situ Chen, never having experienced a scolding let alone a beating. When Liu Qin slapped her, she stopped struggling immediately and simply froze in shock.

"If you dare to touch her again, I guarantee you’ll regret ever being born!"

A moment later, just as Liu Qin was about to pull up Situ Ruoshui again, a cold voice suddenly echoed from the corridor’s turn, booming through the hall like muffled thunder!

Click!

Liu Qin’s heart tightened, feeling as if someone had gripped her heart, making her shiver all over with fear and hastily releasing Situ Ruoshui.

Swish!

At the same time, Qiao Bazhi and the others turned their gazes toward the corner of the corridor, as if to see which blind fool dared to provoke Nanqinghong.

No sooner had the voice faded than the figure appeared!

Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Fan, covered in bloodstains, holding the blood-dripping steel knife, appeared at the turn, coming into view.

"Uh..."

Seeing Ye Fan’s face, which was not entirely familiar but certainly not strange, Qiao Bazhi and Liu Qin gaped in shock, eyes bulging as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Clearly... they had never dreamed that the person coming would be Ye Fan!

"Master Qu, Wu Ren, let me handle that blind fool. I didn’t get enough of a fight earlier."

As Ye Fan obviously came to rescue Situ Ruoshui, Zhang Zhu became even more certain that Ye Fan was from the Dong Hai Gang, showing an eager look as he cracked his neck, causing a series of snapping sounds.

One-eyed Wu Ren drew his black dagger, licked the cold blade with his tongue, and sneered, "I can let you take care of him, but don’t kill him—damn, he dares to challenge Nanqinghong, I want to flay his skin, pull out his tendons, pick his bones, and kick his head around like a ball!"

"It’s... it’s him!"

After a brief moment of stupor, Qiao Bazhi became as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his joy beyond compare. It felt even better than the times he entered Liu Qin. "Master Qu, he’s the one who killed Wu He, the little bastard!"

As his words fell, Qiao Bazhi grinned excitedly, as if he were already witnessing the moment Ye Fan’s head was twisted off.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Feng’s pupils constricted slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife as he focused on Ye Fan, seemingly trying to discern the features of the man who had killed his disciple.

"Master Qu, how about I try my hand first and then turn him over to you for disposal?" Seeing the situation, Zhang Zhu asked Master Qu for permission.

Originally, he intended to strike first, but now that Qiao Bazhi declared the intruder to be Wu He’s killer, he sought Master Qu’s approval—Master Qu had previously stated his intention to avenge Wu He personally.

"I’ve said it before, I want his life myself!" Master Qu’s expression grew cold, as the intent to kill began emanating from him as if summoned.

Hearing Master Qu’s words and feeling the chilling murderous intent radiating from him, Zhang Zhu reluctantly gave up the idea of making a move.

"Young Master Gui!"

Meanwhile, Situ Ruoshui recovered from her extreme fear and, upon seeing the blood-soaked Ye Fan, first gasped in shock and then shouted loudly, "They are all heartless demons! Run away! Go find my father, my father is Situ Chen, he will save me!!"

Situ Ruoshui’s fearful and anxious voice rang in his ears, and looking at her swollen, tear-stained face, Ye Fan’s heart filled instantly with a feeling known as compassion.

"I’m here to save you."

Moved by this, Ye Fan quickened his steps, each step he took sending drops of blood from the steel knife to the floor, where his foot would press them into a crimson footprint, "Since I’m here, I guarantee that no one will be able to lay a finger on you!"

"Hmph!"

Master Qu, upon hearing that, stepped forward and humphed coldly, "I was going to find you to avenge my disciple, but I hadn’t expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep—It seems like when it’s time for rain, a mother to marry off her child, or a man to die, nothing can stop it!"

"If it weren’t for my desire to know who’s really behind this, you’d already be dead," Ye Fan said expressionlessly, looking at Qu Feng as if he were looking at a clown.

Huh?

Startled by Ye Fan’s words, Qu Feng’s complexion involuntarily shifted!

Because... a voice in his heart told him that Ye Fan had discovered them a long time ago and had been following them here.

"You’ve been tracking us?"

Not just Qu Feng, One-eyed Wu Ren also realized something, his face losing all traces of mockery and instead turned serious.

He knew that if Ye Fan had really tracked them to this place, then the situation was serious.

Although this couldn’t prove that Ye Fan was stronger than Qu Feng, Ye Fan’s ability to stay hidden and track them was far superior—he couldn’t track them without Qu Feng noticing!

"Whoosh!"

Without replying, Ye Fan flicked his wrist, and the steel knife in his hand shot out, turning into a streak of white light, speeding towards Qu Feng.

Swish!

Feeling the attack with his qi and blood, Qu Feng’s face changed, he dared not dally, and swiftly moved to the side to dodge.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Fan exerted power with his feet, sprung up from the spot, and rapidly moved toward Situ Ruoshui.

He wanted to ensure Situ Ruoshui’s safety first, and then... slowly reap the lives of people like Qiao Bazhi!

"Whoosh!"

Perhaps because the knife traveled so fast, despite Qu Feng’s immediate evasion, he could only barely dodge, the knife whistling past his ear and causing him to break into a cold sweat.

Meanwhile, in the midst of Qiao Bazhi and the others’ horrified expressions, Ye Fan pushed his speed to the extreme, like a ghost, arriving in front of Situ Ruoshui in the blink of an eye.

"Ah—"

Seeing Ye Fan suddenly appear, Liu Qin screamed in fright, scrambling and retreating backwards.

"I’m sorry, I’m late."

Pondering the utterly startled Situ Ruoshui, Ye Fan let out a light sigh. If he had acted earlier back on the mountain, Situ Ruoshui would not have been hit.

"Be careful!"

Situ Ruoshui, staring at Ye Fan’s resolute face, felt all her fear evaporate, leaving nothing behind. She wanted to say something but then saw Zhang Zhu stomp with his right foot, using the rebounding force to charge at Ye Fan like a tank, and she quickly warned him.

"Take this punch from your dear Zhang!"

With a roar, Zhang Zhu reached behind Ye Fan and smashed a fist towards Ye Fan’s back.

"Scram!"

Ye Fan shouted coldly, his left foot braced on the ground, his body turning like a top, his right leg tensed and then striking out sharply!

— Roundhouse kick!

"Bang—"

The clash of fist and foot was like two mountains colliding, emitting a dull sound. Zhang Zhu only felt that his fist had hit an iron wall, all the force dissipated into nothing, without any effect.

"Crack—"

A moment later, just as Zhang Zhu was about to retract his fist, a terrifying force burst out like a volcanic eruption, instantly shattering his fist.

"Clang—"

Under the light, Zhang Zhu’s burly body flew backward like a batted baseball, crashing heavily into a vase and shattering it.

On the ground, Zhang Zhu’s right hand was a bloody blur, his arm bent, and his body was cut with several gashes from the vase shards, blood continuously pouring out, a pitiful sight.

In one move.

Just one move, and Ye Fan had rendered Zhang Zhu unable to fight!

"Ugh..."

This sudden turn of events weighed on Qiao Bazhi and the others like a massive boulder, creating an unprecedented pressure, their faces filled with shock.

Ignoring Qiao Bazhi and the others, who were in complete astonishment, Ye Fan ripped off his clothes, slowly turned around, and said, "I’ll carry you on my back."

"Okay."

Hearing Ye Fan’s soft words, looking at his back shaped like an inverted triangle, Situ Ruoshui softly replied, climbed onto Ye Fan’s back, hooked her arms around his neck, her 36D peaks pressing against him.

Feeling the softness against his back, Ye Fan had not a single indecent thought and calmly used his clothes as a rope to tie Situ Ruoshui to himself.

"Hold tight and close your eyes,"

"Okay."

Situ Ruoshui replied softly, obediently closing her eyes but leaving a small gap.

It seemed... she wanted to see what Ye Fan was going to do next!

What to do next?

Ye Fan slowly turned his head, casting his gaze on Qiao Bazhi and the others who looked very serious: "All of you, come at me together!"

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