The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 334 - 333: Dominance

Chapter 334: Chapter 333: Dominance

Liu Yang’s face was tense, and his expression extremely ugly. He tried to break free from Ye Feng’s grip and pull his metal baseball bat from Ye Feng’s hands, but Liu Yang was shocked to discover how strong Ye Feng was.

Liu Yang pulled hard, but he realized he simply couldn’t extract the metal baseball bat.

Liu Yang ordered darkly, "Bastard, let go of it!"

But Ye Feng was still holding onto the metal bat, showing no intention of letting go.

Liu Yang exploded in rage, his entire face turning crimson as he bellowed out loud, "Bastard, I told you to let go, did you hear..."

"Bang!" However, before Liu Yang could finish speaking, Ye Feng’s other fist clenched and he punched directly into Liu Yang’s stomach with incredible speed, giving Liu Yang no time to react.

A thud sounded as Ye Feng’s fist buried deep into Liu Yang’s stomach.

Liu Yang immediately felt his stomach churning violently, causing him excruciating discomfort.

"Blargh!" And with that, Liu Yang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, feeling as if his internal organs were burning intensely.

Everyone was stunned. No one had expected Ye Feng to be so formidable, knocking Liu Yang down with a single punch that made him vomit blood.

The blond-haired youth instantly flew into a rage, "You fucking dare to make a move on Brother Yang..."

"Shut up!" Ye Feng roared, and before the blond youth could finish his sentence, Ye Feng raised his fist and smashed it hard into the blond youth’s face.

"Crack, crack~" In an instant, the sound of bones breaking filled the air; Ye Feng’s punch broke the blond youth’s nasal bone, blood spraying out. His face and features twisted grotesquely as he was sent flying backward, crashing into two others and taking them all down to the ground.

Suddenly, everyone became furious. They couldn’t believe Ye Feng dared to strike, lashing out at both Liu Yang and the blond youth.

"You motherfucker, you dare to fight back, you’re looking for death!"

"Let’s all jump him; kill the bastard!" The crowd instantly went wild.

Loud howls erupted as they prepared to attack Ye Feng, and in an instant, the entire corridor descended into chaos.

"Kill him, smash this bastard; let’s see how he can be so arrogant!" they bellowed, eyes bloodshot with rage.

Zhou Biao, Zhang Hang, and Fang Yuan turned pale at the sight. No matter how strong Ye Feng was, how could he possibly stand a chance against so many? They say it’s hard to fight against the many with just two fists, so there was no way Ye Feng could resist.

Ye Feng grabbed Liu Yang’s hair and hoisted him up like a little chicken.

Ye Feng looked at Liu Yang and said indifferently, "Tell them to back off."

Liu Yang, in pain, managed a cold sneer and said with difficulty, "You’re dreaming..."

"Crack!" But before Liu Yang could even finish saying the word "dream," Ye Feng’s other hand had already twisted Liu Yang’s arm apart.

"Ah~~" Liu Yang’s scream of extreme pain echoed in everyone’s ears.

Liu Yang’s entire arm was twisted at a grotesquely exaggerated angle, which was heart-stoppingly horrifying and filled onlookers with immense fear.

"This is your last chance, tell them to back off, or I will cripple your limbs!" Ye Feng said coldly, staring at Liu Yang.

"Step back, all of you step back!" Liu Yang was truly frightened, fearing that Ye Feng would cripple his limbs. At this moment, Liu Yang fully realized the vast gap between himself and Ye Feng.

Upon hearing Liu Yang’s command, everyone stared at Ye Feng, dumbfounded, and then stepped back.

With that, Ye Feng grabbed Liu Yang by the hair and dragged him out.

Everyone watched Ye Feng with perplexity, not knowing what he intended to do. Liu Yang, being dragged by the hair and his body toward the upstairs, hadn’t yet recovered from the punch to his stomach delivered earlier by Ye Feng. He was completely powerless and could only be dragged along.

Just then, one of Liu Yang’s lackeys burst out and yelled at Ye Feng, "Bastard, let go of our brother Yang right now!"

"Scram!" With a disdainful snort, Ye Feng backhanded him with a slap. His arm whipped out like a long lash, striking with extreme speed and smacking the man across the face.

"Bang!" The man’s feet left the ground, and he flew through the void, traveling seven or eight meters before hitting the ground and then passed out.

"How is that possible!" The crowd was stunned after witnessing this scene, finding it incredibly unbelievable.

The man just slapped and must have weighed at least 140 pounds, yet he was sent flying such a distance by Ye Feng’s slap, leaving everyone in shock and amazement.

Seeing Ye Feng’s immense power, no one dared to approach any further, faces painted with fear.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ye Feng continued to drag Liu Yang, step by step, toward the rooftop.

"Ye Feng... where... where are you taking me?" Liu Yang’s eyes revealed a look of terror.

However, Ye Feng ignored him and kept moving upstairs. The large group followed him as they climbed. In no time at all, they reached the rooftop of the dormitory.

Normally, the rooftop door would be locked, but Ye Feng seemed to ignore the heavy lock as if it were nothing. He approached the rooftop door and with one pull...

"Bang!" A metallic snap echoed as if Ye Feng had simply snapped a thin thread. The heavy lock was powerless before him.

Again, the crowd was shocked that Ye Feng could so easily tear through the thick lock.

Once on the rooftop, everyone was puzzled and didn’t understand why Ye Feng had brought them there.

Holding Liu Yang’s hair, Ye Feng said, "You hit Zhou Biao earlier. I am not pleased at all. Kneel down now and apologize to him, and I will let you go. How about that?"

"What!" The crowd was taken aback. Liu Yang was, after all, the prominent leader of the Business Department. Many people listened to him, and yet, Ye Feng was demanding that he kneel and apologize to Zhou Biao, admitting his wrong...