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Chapter 1003 - 997: Cruel Methods

Chapter 1003: Chapter 997: Cruel Methods

"Well fought!" Suddenly, a satisfied laugh from Li Changlin came from behind.

Yang Fei quickly turned around and called out worriedly, "Brother Changlin, are you, are you alright?"

Just now, everyone had seen it clearly: Li Changlin had indeed been struck in the chest by Uncle Cai.

However, to Yang Fei’s astonishment, Li Changlin appeared to be completely unharmed at that moment.

What Yang Fei didn’t know was that the punch from Sun Zhicai had been easily neutralized by Li Changlin and, moreover, Li Changlin had used Dark Energy to destroy the opponent’s Dantian in one fell swoop.

It was for this reason that Sun Zhicai couldn’t withstand a single punch from Yang Fei, and his desolate howl came only after he had already realized that his Dantian was destroyed.

As a Martial Artist, having one’s Dantian destroyed was the end of everything, and the pain was unimaginable.

Sun Zhicai had with great difficulty cultivated to the Hua Jing Realm, and in order to enhance his strength, he had even joined the army for experience. After being expelled for a serious breach of discipline, he had returned to his Family, only to face such a severe blow today.

"Uncle Cai!" Seeing him in such a dejected state, Sun Ji’an cried out in shocked disbelief.

"Young Master, my Dantian is ruined, Yang Fei has ruined my Dantian!" Sun Zhicai pounded the ground in agony, actually clueless as to why his Dantian had been destroyed. When Li Changlin used Dark Energy to destroy his Dantian, Yang Fei had happened to rush out and punch him in the forehead, so Sun Zhicai was utterly bewildered in his heart.

If it were Li Changlin, that guy had indeed taken a solid punch from himself!

If one were to say that it was Yang Fei who had ruined him, damn it, that kid was only in the Mid-stage of Ming Jin—there was no way Yang Fei could break through his defense even if Sun Zhicai stood still without moving.

However, now the fact lay before his eyes; his Dantian had indeed been destroyed.

With his Dantian ruined, he would become a cripple with no further value—such a blow was incredibly heavy for Sun Zhicai.

"What, what!" Hearing Sun Zhicai’s words, Sun Ji’an was overwhelmed, he looked up at Yang Fei with eyes full of suspicion, "Impossible, Uncle Cai, are you mistaken? Yang Fei is merely at the Mid-stage of Ming Jin. How could he destroy your Dantian!"

"I don’t know, I don’t know, Young Master, stop talking and seek vengeance for me, avenge me!" Being questioned by Sun Ji’an, Sun Zhicai himself found it very suspicious, but he was indeed sent flying by a punch from Yang Fei. That was something that certainly couldn’t be faked.

After his body fell to the ground, he truly felt that his Dantian had been destroyed. If not by Yang Fei, could it possibly have been Li Changlin!

For some reason, Sun Zhicai suddenly felt a shiver go through his heart.

He hurriedly looked up to Li Changlin, only to see his opponent looking uninjured and watching him with a mocking expression.

"Could it be him?" A thud echoed in Sun Zhicai’s heart. If it was this man who had wasted him just now, then he, then he...

At this moment, Sun Zhicai could hardly bear to imagine any further!

Li Changlin, his surname was Li, he couldn’t be a member of the Li Family, could he?

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. Sun Zhicai’s gaze hardened and a thread of fear began to weave through his heart.

Trouble, real trouble.

If Li Changlin was from the Li Family, he feared the Sun Family was done for.

Sun Zhicai opened his mouth wanting to say something, but under the piercing gaze of Li Changlin, his courage inexplicably faded away.

However, at this moment, Sun Ji’an paid no attention to any of these things; his eyes were fixed on Yang Fei, the fury on his face growing stronger and stronger.

Finally, Sun Ji’an clenched his teeth and barked, "What are you staring at? Go, the three of you, seize that bastard Yang Fei for me. I want to break his arms myself, and then ruin his Dantian!"

Sun Ji’an really wished he could tear Yang Fei to pieces himself. Though Sun Zhicai was his personal bodyguard, he was also his uncle, and Sun Zhicai had been with him for a full decade.

A decade, mind you! It’s not just about a person, but even a dog would have formed an attachment by then.

Moreover, you look at the master before you beat the dog, and Yang Fei actually dared to waste Sun Zhicai’s Dantian; this was fundamentally an insult to Sun Ji’an himself. With Sun Ji’an’s arrogant temperament, how could he ever tolerate such an occurrence?

Listening to his words filled with malice, the bystanders one by one showed expressions of terror on their faces.

These people were all ordinary folks; they had already thought it cruel when they heard Sun Ji’an talk about breaking Yang Fei’s arms, but who would have thought that he would also want to ruin Yang Fei’s so-called Dantian.

What exactly the Dantian was, the crowd had no idea.

But as a punishment listed after breaking one’s arms, they could only imagine it must be something that would make life worse than death.

"We should call the police."

"Too cruel, hurry, call the police."

"Damn it, they’re treating human lives like trash!"

After watching for so long, some people finally reacted and discreetly took out their cell phones.

As for everything happening around him, Sun Ji’an did not care at all. The three bodyguards standing beside him had already taken big strides, charging towards Yang Fei.

These men were as swift as a tornado, each throwing punches or palms towards Yang Fei with fierce attacks.

Swish, swish, swish!

The moment they acted, they whipped up a ferocious wind, and their intimidating force was enough to make the onlookers’ hearts quail, with shock written across their faces.

"Damn it, I will fight you with all I’ve got!" Watching this scene, Yang Fei felt both shocked and furious; he quickly took up a stance, ready to face off against the three martial artists at the Peak of Dark Energy.

Watching Yang Fei’s desperate struggle, a slight smirk appeared on Sun Ji’an’s lips, his face showing a hint of mocking laughter.

Yang Fei had caught Uncle Cai off guard, causing him to suffer, but now with his three Peak of Dark Energy bodyguards attacking simultaneously, the guy wouldn’t be as lucky as before.

Once Yang Fei was caught by the bodyguards, Sun Ji’an would surely teach him a severe lesson.

Breaking the arms was just the beginning; he would break Yang Fei’s legs too and make him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Only then, would he be able to vent the anger in his heart. How dare he compete with him for a woman, how dare he stand up against him? He’s simply courting death!

And Gao Sichun, standing by Sun Ji’an’s side, also had a mocking and ridiculing cold smile on her face.

Though Gao Sichun had once developed feelings for Yang Fei, she had never looked up to this offspring of the second-rate Yang Family.

A waste from a collateral branch of the Yang Family: with neither wealth nor martial prowess, what qualification did he have to compare with the young master of the Sun Family?

Such a person, it would be better to be dead, to save her the trouble of him bothering her in the future!