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Chapter 400 - 111: Repel and Wrestle (Seeking Subscription Support)_1

Chapter 400: Chapter 111: Repel and Wrestle (Seeking Subscription Support)_1

"You react pretty fast, huh! Don’t even care about your companion? Quite ruthless you are!" The young man pointed his gun at the guy’s head and spoke sarcastically.

"Which gang are you from, brother? We’re just passing through your territory. Whatever you want to say, just say it. As long as you let us go, anything you fancy on us, just take it." The guy with the fake gun seemed to be an old hand in the jianghu. He managed to stay calm and started negotiating, even with a gun pointed at his head.

"I fancy the two of you, hehe! Cut the crap and get down here!" The young man was naturally Yan Fei, and the gun was nothing but a toy water gun. Now it was a competition between who had the more fake gun!

With that, he grabbed the guy and pulled him down from the vehicle.

The guy didn’t expect Yan Fei to take action while still in conversation, and was caught off guard. He tumbled from the vehicle and onto the ground.

"You, come over here too." Yan Fei pulled down the driver who was hanging onto the door. He waved the water gun in his face, and the guy obediently got up and stood. He was as compliant as one could be – even real fugitives would pretend to cooperate in such a situation.

"Get over here!" Seeing the driver with his shifty eyes, Yan Fei glared at him. "Hurry up, come stand with him!"

In this situation, the driver was at a loss. He and his companion with the fake gun wanted to make some sneaky moves, but to Yan Fei their actions were as clear as day. The truck’s light didn’t obscure anything, and didn’t affect Yan Fei’s ability to read their expression from the corner of his eyes.

Inwardly, Yan Fei had the urge to laugh. If you observed someone making sneaky movements in front of you assuming you couldn’t see them, you would want to laugh too!

"All of you, come here!" After Yan Fei finished speaking, he addressed the driver separately. "Get some ropes and tie this guy up. He was planning to ditch you just now."

It was an obvious attempt to sow discord, but it was the truth. Hearing this, the driver momentarily forgot their current predicament. He glared at the traitor, wanting to stab him a couple of times.

The traitor looked back indifferently— his attitude was really unlikable.

Yan Fei hit him on the head. "I really despise people like you, betraying your comrades and yet you have the audacity to hold your head high. Why don’t you ascend to heaven? Kneel! You, go get me some ropes..."

He brandished his toy water gun, directing the two men. Yet, both of them appeared slightly confused. The kneeling man looked up and felt something, while the other who was sent for ropes glanced towards the sky.

Both of them had the same thought: It’s not raining, right? Why is there water?

Unbeknownst to Yan Fei, his toy water gun, although it looked alike, had remnants of water. Now, as he swung it around, the water was leaking out.

When the driver returned with a bundle of nylon rope, Yan Fei directed him to tie up the traitor quickly, still swinging the leaking water gun.

The truck’s engine was off, but the lights were still on.

The traitor who was about to be bound looked up, and then noticed something odd— since when did guns have water droplets coming out of them?

After a moment of confusion, the traitor mentally cursed. Then he shouted, "His gun is also fake! Take him down!"

With that, he threw a punch.

He used all his strength on that punch— it was like karma. Both he and Yan Fei used fake items to trick people, but he perceived today’s events as a turn of bad luck, like a hunter going blind from a peck from a wild goose.

He was infuriated at being fooled by a young punk!

Yan Fei was puzzled: Why did his always reliable trick backfire today?

Yan Fei casually blocked the punch while glancing at his water gun. When he saw the problem, he realized that not all criminals were fools. Some were clever, with sharp observational skills!

The driver hesitated for a moment but finally took action— even though he felt betrayed, it was time to unite against a common enemy.

Yan Fei continued to parry.

In the blink of an eye, the three men by the truck became entangled in a brawl.

They weren’t able to engage Yan Fei in a brawl because their kung fu was superior, but rather because Yan Fei was in a foul mood and wanted to make them suffer.

"Bam bam bam..."

The constant sounds of fists and feet striking flesh echoed loudly. The driver and the traitor were punching and kicking, and their four arms were already creating afterimages under the light. Yan Fei’s two hands, however, lived up to the saying: the hands are two doors.

Like tightly welded iron doors at that.

These two had been fighting for quite a while and had tried every hand, palm, elbow, and finger strike they could, only to realize they couldn’t land a hit on their foe.

Real Masters!

At first, they thought their opponent couldn’t fight back, but at this point, they realized that they were just too weak. Though the two didn’t disparage themselves and marveled, they paused for a moment, then began to collaborate instantly.

Prior it was chaotic fighting, but now the driver aimed at Yan Fei’s upper body, while the traitor started aiming for Yan Fei’s lower body.

Bang, bang, bang...

The driver’s fists above and Yan Fei’s fists were colliding, meanwhile, the legs of the traitor below were already growing numb, but he refused to give up.

He was in so much pain himself, how could his opponent not be in pain too? Even if Yan Fei was a superior martial artist, he was still a mortal. The traitor refused to believe Yan Fei could keep it up.

Seeing that Yan Fei was not retaliating, the driver became worried. Biting his teeth, he jumped up and executed the Split Mountain with Force move, using his arm as a knife, gathering all his strength, and aimed for Yan Fei’s head.

Down below, the traitor gritted his teeth, considering his leg to be an iron bar, suddenly used all his strength, and made a horizontal sweep...

Yan Fei lowered his head, turned his leg.

Crack!

A bone-breaking sound, hard to hear by an ordinary person, echoed. The one who had aimed at Yan Fei’s head felt like he had hit a rock instead of a human head.

The one below was not any better off. Yan Fei had slightly turned his leg to let his shin bone come in intimate contact with the opponent’s shin bone - it’s hurting, and you can know how much if you try.

There’s almost no flesh in the shin area, and no cushion. It’s almost like two bones directly colliding. Even though the traitor had applied force, Yan Fei had also applied a slight force, just like when he lowered his head swiftly and then raised it again.

That’s wicked!

The two guys had no idea who they were fighting against. After the last move, one found that he couldn’t lift his arm, while the other found that using both feet was not as stable as standing on one leg. Only then did they realize Yan Fei had tricked them!

A moment later, both were still not ready to give up, one man swiftly drew something from his waist, while the other bent down and groped his trouser leg. Both of them now had a small dagger in their hands.

They hadn’t drawn their weapons earlier because Yan Fei had kept them at bay and the two idiots thought they were on the verge of victory, only having to break through Yan Fei’s defenses to make him retreat. Another reason was that they were desperate and had no time to draw their weapons.

Even if they had drawn their weapons earlier, it would have been useless. Now, drawing their weapons would simply give Yan Fei an excuse to thrash them.

"You’re quite prepared, aren’t you!" A minute later, Yan Fei tossed the two weapons aside, and slapped each of them. "Hurry up and tie this guy up."

The driver, with his wounded hand, was completely despaired, recalling how he had just been betrayed. His fragile heart was devastated. Since he couldn’t win the fight or escape, he might as well obey.

He silently picked up a length of rope, the once defiant traitor now appearing just as despairing. He knew he’d truly offended his co-worker, muttering an explanation while being bound, claiming he acted based on urgency and would never abandon his brother. Sadly, the driver didn’t listen, instead securing the traitor with a tight bond.

After checking that the man was securely tied, Yan Fei asked, "What’s inside the vehicle?"

The driver honestly replied, "Rare animal skins, bones and the likes. There are some live ones too, I didn’t count how many, anyway, I’m just the driver."