"They completely disregard human life—such is the behavior of bodyguards from these large families!" Yang Yu’s gaze turned icy as he no longer held back, imdiately launching a counterattack.
Bang bang bang bang...
Nobody could see how Yang Yu made his move. By the ti they could see him again, a dozen bodyguards had already fallen to the ground, groaning in pain!
"How is this possible? These bodyguards are all experts who can take on ten n each!" All mbers of the Shen Family were dumbfounded. By this logic, couldn’t Yang Yu take on a hundred by himself?
Yang Yu had no intention of playing their gas. He walked up to the Shen Family mbers and said coldly, "You deliberately crashed into my car, and it can’t be fixed. I won’t extort you; the car was new, just two days old. Just compensate with one million directly."
While speaking, Yang Yu pulled out his mobile phone to display the paynt QR code: "Co on, who is paying?"
Facing Yang Yu’s demands, the Shen Family mbers were suddenly seething with rage: "Arrogant, he’s just too arrogant!"
"He beat up our Shen Family mbers and still dares to extort us—call the police!"
"To call the police for dealing with such a scumbag would make our Shen Family a laughing stock!"
"Heh, if you think you can do it, then you go!"
"If Uncle Song were here, this boy would be in for it!"
"I just called Uncle Song; he is already on his way back!"
Upon hearing that Uncle Song was coming back, Mrs. Shen imdiately panicked and urged Yang Yu, "Why aren’t you leaving yet?"
Uncle Song was considered a bodyguard of the Shen Family, but he was very skilled, and everyone in the Song Family treated him with great respect, fearing he might switch employers.
As one of the top ten families in Tianhai City, how could they not have a Sea God Needle to stabilize the situation?
"I’m not going anywhere," Yang Yu snorted, "I won’t rest until the Shen Family compensates ..."
"Not leaving? Then you can stay for good!" A middle-aged man with a voice like a church bell appeared at the Shen Family’s door. The Shen mbers looked at him like their savior, ecstatic: "Uncle Song, you’re finally back!"
Yang Yu turned to size up the middle-aged man.
This man had robust vitality with bulging temples and veins on the backs of his hands that looked like tree roots—clear signs of his formidable hand strength.
"Indeed, he’s a master." This Uncle Song was the strongest person Yang Yu had seen so far, but Yang Yu still didn’t take him seriously.
When it ca to a simple contest of physical fitness, the man was no match for him, let alone the fact that Yang Yu couldn’t sense any Primordial Energy in him.
In Yang Yu’s eyes, martial artists without Primordial Energy, no matter how powerful, were nothing more than slightly larger ants.
However, Uncle Song had not realized Yang Yu’s prowess at all. He only knew that it was ti to prove his worth to the Shen Family!
The old lady suddenly got a boost of confidence and bellowed, "Song Zheyuan, smash the bones of this boy. I want him crippled for life!"
"Certainly, Madam, no problem!" Song Zheyuan didn’t need a reason to act, and if one was needed, the order of his employer was the sole reason for him to strike!
Whoosh!
Song Zheyuan launched a punch straight at Yang Yu’s chest, using no fancy techniques, relying solely on physical power.
He practiced External Martial Arts, and in his youth, he had reached its pinnacle.
Even though his strength had lessened with age, he was still confident that one punch was all it would take to deal with the youngster before him.
As long as this punch connected, the boy would be either dead or crippled!
Smack!
Without any hesitation, Yang Yu threw a punch to et the oncoming force.
Their fists collided, and the ground beneath Song Zhe Yuan’s feet instantly shattered into a spiderweb of cracks!
Song Zhe Yuan stumbled backward several steps, a mouthful of blood spewing forth: "Puh—"
"How can this be? Even Uncle Song is no match for him?"
"Where the hell did this freak co from? Damn it!"
Seeing that even Song Zhe Yuan couldn’t beat Yang Yu, the mbers of the Shen Family were completely despondent.
Song Zhe Yuan clutched his chest, his face filled with shock: "How is this possible? You’re so young, yet you’ve already mastered Qi Force!"
"You’re quite knowledgeable, knowing about Primordial... Qi Force." Yang Yu sneered, "Seeing that you’ve trained hard, I’ll let you off today. If you dare to lay a hand on again, don’t bla for crippling you..."
Thud!
Suddenly, Song Zhe Yuan knelt on the spot, and kowtowed three tis to Yang Yu: "Master above, please accept your disciple’s bow!"
"What? Isn’t Uncle Song a master of External Martial Arts? How could he take this young man as his teacher?"
"Heavens! How good is this kid at fighting?"
The mbers of the Shen Family simply couldn’t believe their eyes, for they viewed Uncle Song as a peak figure in the Martial Arts World.
And now, a great master was actually kowtowing to a young lad as his teacher, was this not utterly preposterous?
This ti, it wasn’t just the Shen Family who were stunned, even Yang Yu himself was taken aback: "What do you an by this, when did I agree to take you as a disciple?"
"Master, I’ve practiced martial arts all my life and have not been able to cultivate Qi Force. You are my only hope, please fulfill my wish!" Song Zhe Yuan kowtowed three more tis to Yang Yu, his eyes filled with determination, "As long as Master is willing to accept as a disciple, no matter what conditions you set, as long as I can fulfill them, I will agree!"
"Is that so..." Yang Yu was actually sowhat tempted, for to any ordinary martial practitioner, this disciple was already quite strong.
Having him would an an additional free bodyguard and enforcer.
Yang Yu wanted to help Shen Silin take over the Tianhai Business World, and he couldn’t do it without powerful subordinates.
After so thought, Yang Yu stated his condition: "Song Zhe Yuan, is it? My car was wrecked by two little bastards from the Shen Family, if you can get the compensation for it, I’ll take you as my disciple."
"Master, that doesn’t seem right," Song Zhe Yuan said with a troubled face, "The Shen Family has treated well. I haven’t repaid their kindness, how can I repay kindness with enmity? How much is your Cayenne? I’ll pay you five tis its price, what do you think?"
The mbers of the Shen Family hadn’t expected Song Zhe Yuan to value loyalty and righteousness so greatly, and their resentnt towards him dissipated at once.
Yang Yu couldn’t help but smile: "I was just testing you. You’re a person of loyalty and righteousness, I’m willing to take you as my disciple. From today on, follow , and I’ll teach you sothing every day. As for whether you can cultivate Qi Force or not, that’s up to you."
Song Zhe Yuan was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master, thank you!"
Yang Yu once again approached the mbers of the Shen Family and swept his cold gaze over them: "What happened today, so of you understand better than I do. I’m giving my disciple face, so I won’t fuss over the car. However, if you ever think of using trucks or poison to harm Mrs. Shen again, I’ll make sure every mber of the Shen Family pays with their life. Better to wrongfully kill than to let one off!"
Yang Yu delivered a palm strike to the heavy tal gate of the Shen Family, and with a "crack," the gate shattered into countless pieces!
"Ah!" The mbers of the Shen Family turned pale with fright, and an old woman was so scared that she fell to the ground with a thud.
Their custom-made bulletproof tal gate, impervious to bullets, had been reduced to rubble with a single slap. Were they dreaming?
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