Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 217 - 0217 S-class Assassin, Dead!

Chapter 217: Chapter 0217 S-class Assassin, Dead!

The entire recreation area was in chaos.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Only Ye Qingfeng sat calmly on the chair.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a chair was hurled towards Ye Qingfeng.

"Pa!"

Ye Qingfeng waved his hand to swat it away.

At this moment.

An extremely dangerous sensation arose.

The one-eyed man and the fat pig man who had been fighting.

Suddenly became allies.

They surrounded Ye Qingfeng together.

Chaos was everywhere, indescribably chaotic.

If one only used their eyes.

There would be no visibility at all.

"Ha!"

The one-eyed man and the fat pig man shouted simultaneously.

Their legs, like battle axes, fiercely chopped towards Ye Qingfeng.

The air whistled sharply.

This blow exerted their maximum strength.

"A conspiracy against me?"

Ye Qingfeng sneered coldly.

How could he not understand now?

Their actions were nothing short of seeking death.

"Against absolute power, these little tricks are useless."

Ye Qingfeng’s face darkened.

Apparently, these two prison bosses.

He did not know them at all.

Yet now they were attacking him viciously.

Someone must have arranged this.

Apart from the Three Great Families, there could be no one else.

"Bang bang!"

Two consecutive explosive punches, bang bang.

Smashed towards the one-eyed man and the fat pig man.

"Ah!"

The one-eyed man and the fat pig man were extremely disdainful of Ye Qingfeng.

But, upon contact, there was a piercing pain.

From the legs, it spread to their hearts.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

With dull impact sounds, accompanied by bone-breaking noise.

The fierce one-eyed man and fat pig man.

At this moment were clutching their leg bones, howling in misery.

"Woo-woo-woo — woo-woo-woo —"

The chaos erupted in an instant.

At this time, the piercing siren sounded.

"Bang bang!"

A large number of police arrived from outside the iron net.

Ready to stop this brawl.

"Get him, kill this punk!"

The one-eyed man roared hoarsely.

Ordering his underlings to besiege Ye Qingfeng.

"Go, whoever kills him, I, Wild Boar, will make him the boss!"

The fat pig man also roared lowly.

"Do it!!"

With the bosses giving the command, and with such benefits.

The underlings one by one raised their weapons and charged toward Ye Qingfeng.

However, Ye Qingfeng’s movement technique unfolded like an illusion.

Moving through the crowd like a fish in water.

At the same time, his legs whipped like a whip.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

His whip legs directly sent the approaching underlings flying in all directions.

Like sandbags slamming to the ground.

The prisoners of Block 11 were not good people.

Therefore, Ye Qingfeng did not hold back.

A single move could incapacitate one person.

Especially the one-eyed man and the fat pig man.

Were particularly targeted by Ye Qingfeng.

"Pa!"

Ye Qingfeng stepped on and broke a steel pipe beside the iron net.

Picked it up.

Directly smashed it towards the one-eyed man’s arm.

"Ah!"

The sound of breaking bones accompanied by the one-eyed man’s screams resounded simultaneously.

His entire arm bent into a ninety-degree angle.

The fat pig man suffered the same fate, having his foot bones crushed by Ye Qingfeng.

One figure after another flew, the scene extremely chaotic.

Moreover, at this time, prison guards had also arrived.

About to quell this prison riot.

At this moment of relaxed vigilance.

A man who had been crouched in the corner, extremely inconspicuous.

Suddenly stood up with a swipe, with a triangular bayonet in hand.

Stabbing straight towards Ye Qingfeng’s heart.

The hand holding the triangular bayonet had a Cobra tattoo with its tongue flicking out.

Extremely terrifying.

The timing of this stab was extremely cunning.

Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary Martial Artists.

Would find it extremely difficult to dodge.

However, Ye Qingfeng was no ordinary Martial Artist.

"Courting death!"

With a thunderous roar.

Ye Qingfeng’s mighty spiritual power exploded, an intricate movement technique unfolded.

The triangular bayonet initially aimed at Ye Qingfeng’s throat.

Instantly, it tore through Ye Qingfeng’s shoulder garment.

It could be said to be extremely dangerous.

Made Ye Qingfeng’s heart stir with alarm.

"How is this possible!"

Cobra, who had killed countless, with hands stained with blood.

At this moment, his heart sank to the bottom.

This lethal strike, one could say, was meticulously planned.

At the most perfect moment.

When the inner vigilance was at its peak.

Even for mercenaries often on the brink of life and death, it was impossible to dodge.

Yet, Cobra’s blow couldn’t even injure Ye Qingfeng.

Merely tearing his garment.

How could Cobra not be astonished?

Even terrified.

What kind of terrifying reflexes must one have to achieve this?

Having missed the strike.

Cobra swiftly darted into the crowd.

Assassination was his forte.

Direct confrontation was not his style.

A single blunder.

Cobra would abandon his mission.

This was the reason he had managed to avoid life and death crises for years in the assassin world.

"Trying to leave? Even if you’re undying, I’ll make sure you lose a layer of skin!"

Just as Cobra was blending into the chaotic crowd.

A cold voice sounded like an inescapable shadow in his ears.

Ye Qingfeng, nearly injured, how could he let this assassin escape?

"Kill!"

As Ye Qingfeng’s voice rang out, Cobra felt a grave danger.

The triangular bayonet in his hand was fiercely thrust toward Ye Qingfeng’s abdomen.

At this moment, as long as Ye Qingfeng retreated.

Cobra could escape.

The Jiangnan City detention center’s police, he did not take seriously.

At any time, he could leave unnoticed.

However, things did not go as Cobra wished!

"Die!"

The longsword in Ye Qingfeng’s hand was like a flash of cold light.

Slashing towards Cobra.

"Fuck! Is he hell-bent on mutual destruction?"

Cobra couldn’t help but curse furiously.

Because Ye Qingfeng paid no mind to the triangular bayonet.

This was clearly a desperate maneuver.

However, how could Cobra have anticipated?

Ye Qingfeng simply ignored Cobra’s strike.

"Zzz!"

When the triangular bayonet neared.

Ye Qingfeng’s spiritual armor suddenly expanded.

The triangular bayonet instantly halted, unable to advance.

"War Master!"

Cobra cursed angrily.

Cursing the buyer who supplied him with inaccurate information.

Previously, the information he had received.

Was entirely inconsistent with reality.

Had he known Ye Qingfeng reached the realm of a War Master.

He would never have taken this job.

But, there is no undoing the past.

The longsword in Ye Qingfeng’s hand grazed Cobra’s neck.

Cobra immediately felt a chilling sensation.

Then, there was no breath left.

Mutual destruction?

Did Cobra have such value?

Merely an S-class assassin.

"Everyone get down!"

The police shouted.

Firing shots into the air simultaneously.

This riot, in the sound of gunfire, slowly calmed down.

Many prisoners were wounded and bleeding.

Only Cobra’s corpse stood out most glaringly.

In this riot, he was the only one who died.