Ling Fan glanced at the mbers of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association rushing towards him, raised his eyebrows slightly—he really couldn’t muster any interest in these insignificant characters who were re chickens and dogs, easily dealt with a simple wave of his hand.
"Swish!"
Ling Fan’s figure suddenly burst forward, turning into an afterimage that vanished from the spot, charging into the crowd of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association like a tiger amongst sheep.
Tan Hao and Shen Wenshi were the highest in cultivation at the eting, both at the Fourth Grade Martial King Realm. Ling Fan flashed to their side, raised his hand and struck them with a palm, sending both flying away, heavily injured and unable to rise from the ground.
Two capable hands of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association lost their fighting power instantly, rolling several ters away with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
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But that wasn’t the end of it—Ling Fan then charged into the group of black-clothed thugs and, in just a few breaths’ ti, knocked down dozens of knife-wielding goons to the ground effortlessly.
"Hmph, to call yourselves the Dragon-Slaying Business Association with this sort of trash, you might as well change your na to Dog-Slaying Business Association!" Ling Fan stood amidst the rolling crowd on the ground, proudly standing his ground, and said indifferently.
Tan Hao and Shen Wenshi lay on the ground, their faces pale as death. They exchanged glances and both could see the shock in each other’s eyes.
"Is this a Grandmaster Realm expert?" To swat them away like flies, and in a few breaths, to thrash the elite backbone of the Dragon-Slaying Association into nothing—he couldn’t think of anyone else who could do this.
Shen Wenshi lay on the ground completely dumbfounded, recalling his daughter Shen Zi’s earlier warning that they were no match, and indeed, they were not!
Shen Zi, lying on the ground, finally let out a sigh of relief. Although the Dragon-Slaying Business Association had been thrashed, at least her father was alive—a silver lining in her misfortune.
The onlookers were completely numb; before them stood a human fortress. Who could possibly be his match? The elite backbone of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association was nothing more than cannon fodder before this man.
Xu Sicong felt a chill running down his back, silently swearing to himself that in the future, he would stay as far away from this guy as possible, not daring to entertain thoughts of revenge anymore.
Ling Fan’s valorous and awe-inspiring form was once again deeply etched into the hearts of Feng Shuya and the other two won, while many of the surrounding beauties had starry-eyed looks, finding Ling Fan’s proud silhouette impossibly handso, no matter how they looked at him.
"Heh heh, following the boss ans we won’t be bored and lonely anymore!" Peng Ming’s eyes glittered with excitent.
Kneeling on the ground, Sang Yang’s heart felt ice cold. The Dragon-Slaying Business Association, in which he had placed high hopes, was so easily defeated. Was there really no one in Central Sea who could deal with this bumpkin?
"Peng Ming, get the fuck out here. Heard you caused trouble again? Today, I’m gonna flay you!" Just then, a powerful male voice echoed from the entrance.
Hearing this, Peng Ming couldn’t help but shudder internally, "Damn, how did Peng Xiong get here?"
A look of annoyance crossed Ling Fan’s forehead. Peng Xiong was Peng Ming’s father, whom he had heard about from Peng Ming before but never would he have imagined that Peng Ming would be so disrespectful, referring to his father by na.
The surrounding onlookers had just regained their composure when this shout startled them again, making their hearts skip a beat. The Tianlong Business Association was here too?
Everyone’s gaze once again turned towards the entrance. Today’s event was getting livelier and livelier; this business exchange was quickly turning into a full-scale battle royale.
Monts later, a middle-aged man with a face like a Chinese character and an imposing air walked in, flanked by two people. When he saw the scene in the hall, his expression underwent a drastic change.
He recognized the black-clothed n lying on the ground—they were all elite thugs of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association, along with the Hall Masters and other backbone mbers, now all with broken bones and twisted limbs.
"Hss~"
Peng Xiong inhaled sharply; there was no way this scene could have been caused by his son Peng Ming—he knew exactly how capable (or incapable) his son was.
He had just received a ssage from his subordinates that Peng Ming was at the Pearl Grand Hotel clashing with the Tan Family, and this ti it appeared to be serious.
While he had outwardly kicked Peng Ming out of the Peng Family, in reality, he had secretly arranged for his protection. He was also inford about his son leaving Central Sea a few days prior to see a friend in Danyang.
Peng Xiong hadn’t expected his son to have acquaintances in Danyang. Hearing that his son had just returned today and had already clashed with the Tan Family, it must have sothing to do with the friend Peng Ming had brought back from Danyang.
After much thought, he concluded that it must have been because this guy had suffered too much frustration in front of Tan Tianlei and couldn’t swallow his pride, which led him to seek outside help.
Therefore, upon learning that Peng Ming had clashed with the Tan Family, he imdiately rushed over with two Elders in tow, worried that Peng Ming might run into so trouble.
The Peng Family was also a lineage with a single heir, and they could not afford to have anything happen to Peng Ming.
However, the mont he stepped through the door and saw the situation, he was dumbfounded.
He instantly turned to look at Peng Ming, who was not far away, and seeing that the fellow was unhard, he imdiately breathed a sigh of relief.
"You little rascal, what the hell is going on? Don’t tell you did this!" Peng Xiong frowned and said, annoyed.
Upon hearing this, Peng Ming imdiately let out a sneering laugh, "My business is none of your concern. What are you here for? Damn it, I get bullied by the Tan Family every day like a dog, and I never saw you stand up and speak for !
Don’t think that without you, I can’t handle things. Since you won’t help , I had no choice but to find soone else for help!
Heh heh, you drove out, right? From now on, even if you co begging on a palanquin, I’m not going back. I’ll follow my boss from now on, you go back and do whatever you want!"
Peng Xiong’s eyes bulged in anger, "You little rascal, you’ve grown so spine, huh? Get your ass back ho!"
At this mont, Tan Hao, who was lying on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coldly said, "Motherfucker, so it’s your Tianlong Business Association that’s causing trouble. Peng Xiong, just you wait, we’ll have our green hills unchanging, and the waters forever flowing!"
Those words startled Peng Xiong. He hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and upon seeing, his heart gave a sudden jolt.
He saw Tan Hao, pale-faced, lying on the ground, and nearby was Shen Wenshi, the vice-president of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association. When he had co in earlier, he had completely missed noticing these two.
"Damn, Tan Hao and Shen Wenshi got trashed? What on earth kind of person did this little rascal invite to take action, this is too freaking insane!" Peng Xiong finally started taking matters seriously.
Even the two Elders following behind him were shocked. They had long heard that the young master made many friends in the underworld while abroad, and it seems those rumors were true – the young master had so serious power behind him!
At that mont, how could Peng Xiong possibly show weakness? After glancing at Tan Hao and the others, he let out a snort of laughter, "Tan Hao, do you think I’m easily scared? Believe it or not, I’ll take your life while you’re down today!"
Upon hearing this, Tan Hao’s face turned as dark as the water’s depths. Now was not his ti; heroes don’t suffer imdiate losses. Peng Xiong was not soone soft-hearted or indecisive. He absolutely would do what he said he would, and both families, long bearing grudges, would love nothing more than to kill the other.
"Soone, carry the young master away!" Tan Hao instructed so of his subordinates who weren’t too severely injured.
Upon hearing this, Peng Xiong turned to look and only then noticed that Tan Tianlei was lying on the ground, dismbered and unconscious, without knowing if he was dead or alive.
Instantly inhaling a cold breath, he thought, damn, this was way too brutal; this little rascal really made a big ss of things. With Tan Tianlei beaten up like this, there’s no way Tan Hao would let things go afterward.
HIs eyes narrowed in determination. To be in control of such a large business association, one cannot afford to be hesitant. Now was indeed the best opportunity to kill Tan Hao!
Tan Hao and his people also noticed the murderous intent flashing in Peng Xiong’s eyes, and their hearts instantly filled with alarm.
"Peng... Peng Xiong, you’ve got so fucking nerve, I don’t think you want to stay in Central Sea anymore!" Suddenly, amidst Tan Hao’s panic, Sang Yang’s weak voice once again ca through.
"Holy shit, now who’s this?" Peng Xiong frowned impatiently, once again turning his head to follow the voice.
But this glance nearly scared his soul away, "Sang... Young Master Sang?"
Peng Xiong’s back broke out in cold sweat in an instant. Sang Zhigang was a high-ranking official within the system, and Peng Xiong couldn’t afford to provoke him at all.
"Damn, did it have to be such a big deal? This is too freaking thrilling!" Peng Xiong muttered to himself, a bit shaky inside.
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