Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 8: 8: Bigfoot Kicks You to Death

Just now, due to cultivation and also because his clothes had almost been burnt by a lightning strike, Ye Ling's clothes completely burst into pieces.

At this mont, Ye Ling was stark naked…

When Han Qingxin caught sight of Ye Ling shirtless, she almost subconsciously looked downward...

"You... you pervert, how can you not wear... not wear pants in broad daylight!"

Han Qingxin's mouth hung open in shock, and after a mont of stunned silence, she let out a shrill scream.

Indeed, going without clothes might be excusable, given the hot weather and how this shabby room didn't look like it had air conditioning.

But what's the point of not wearing pants?

Ye Ling was taken aback; how could he explain? To say that he just cultivated, and it destroyed his clothes?

Fearing neither cultivation nor torn clothes would be believable to Han Qingxin.

Seeing that Ye Ling wasn't speaking, Han Qingxin suddenly rembered so stories her lecherous best friend Yang Ting had told her...

At this thought, Han Qingxin's cheeks instantly turned red; she was already extrely pretty, and her blushing made her look like a ripe apple.

Han Qingxin was still in Ye Ling's arms at this mont.

"Ah!"

Han Qingxin let out another shriek; in an instant, she felt as if she had been electrocuted, a tingling sensation of weakness rising through her body.

"You... you freak! Shaless!!"

Han Qingxin quickly pushed Ye Ling away and retreated several steps back.

However, Ye Ling's room was too small, and due to her nervousness, she stepped back with too much force, hitting the wall, then bounced back towards Ye Ling like a rubber ball.

Ye Ling was about to catch Han Qingxin, but she scread, "You big pervert, don't touch !"

Hearing this, Ye Ling's reaction was incredibly fast; without another word, he imdiately dodged to the side.

"Bang!"

The sound of the collision with the floor rang out; Han Qingxin clearly got a taphorical face full of dust…

"You... why didn't you catch ?"

Han Qingxin stood up, her hands aching fiercely, and looked at Ye Ling with indignation.

Ye Ling's brows furrowed in frustration: "Miss, it was you who told not to touch you, how am I supposed to catch you?"

"But—"

Han Qingxin wanted to retort, yet she couldn't find an excuse.

"Just put on your pants already!"

Han Qingxin quickly covered her eyes, her ears burning hot, her heart pounding fiercely.

But in her mind, she thought secretly: "Really…"

Ye Ling had intended to get dressed; naturally, he didn't have such perverted preferences, it's just that Han Qingxin had been screaming about soone chasing her outside, and he had opened the door in a mont of urgency.

Now, hearing Han Qingxin's words, Ye Ling imdiately went to put on clothes.

But at that mont, suddenly a series of footsteps sounded outside, followed by over a dozen figures rushing straight into Ye Ling's room.

These people were all dressed in black suits, with short haircuts, and a few were even wearing sunglasses.

Seeing the situation, Ye Ling thought, well, it looks like there was no need to put on pants now.

"Did you get my permission to enter my room?" Ye Ling frowned, his dissatisfaction evident in his voice.

The n in suits hadn't noticed Ye Ling until now. The mont they heard him speak, they all turned to look in unison.

When they saw Ye Ling was undressed, one burly fellow imdiately stepped in front of Han Qingxin and asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

"No... no issue."

Han Qingxin stamred, knowing these guys must have misunderstood.

It was no surprise, really—a gorgeous woman and a guy who's not even wearing pants, who the hell wouldn't misunderstand?

"Who are you? How co you are with the miss?" the burly man demanded.

Ye Ling just laughed, "You barge into my ho and have the nerve to ask who I am? Got rocks for brains?"

"Quit your yapping. Daring to misbehave in front of the miss, it seems you don't value your life!" The burly man said.

"Oh wow, this young master really doesn't want to live, so what are you gonna do about it?"

Ye Ling had just reached the early stage of Houtian; he was indeed eager to test his newfound strength on soone.

"Eighteen, take care of him, let him know the consequences of harassing the miss," the burly man said, nodding at one of his n.

The one called 'Eighteen' nodded back, walked up to Ye Ling, and threw a punch at Ye Ling's face.

Eighteen was quick, clearly the result of long-term combat training; his punch was like the wind. An ordinary person wouldn't even see the blur of his fist before being knocked out.

But what kind of man was Ye Ling?

Even at the early stage of Houtian, Eighteen's attack speed was slow as a tortoise to Ye Ling.

"Slap!"

Just as Eighteen's fist was about to hit Ye Ling, Ye Ling suddenly moved, deflecting Eighteen's fist with a slap.

Eighteen was startled and was about to attack again when a size 44 foot appeared in front of his eyes.

This foot moved so fast, Eighteen couldn't even react.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out as Eighteen was sent flying backward, his show-off sunglasses shattering completely.

Ye Ling's kick had used less than ten percent of his strength; otherwise, Eighteen would have been dead where he stood.

Ye Ling still rembered Earth's laws.

Ye Ling also knew there was sothing called 'technology' on Earth. Although he now possessed the strength of the early stage of Houtian, relative to those laser cannons and assault rifles, he was still far behind.

To kill without restraint, one needed to surpass the strength of those technological weapons.

The remaining n, seeing Eighteen lying on the ground, twitching and bleeding profusely from the nose like a broken faucet, all changed their expressions.

These n were newly employed by Han Dongsheng, the head of the Han Corporation, specifically to protect Han Qingxin. However, Han Qingxin despised these bodyguards, feeling like she had no freedom under their watchful eyes.

So, she tried every trick in the book to escape from them.

And then... this scene unfolded.

Being able to command a hefty fee and personally hired by Han Dongsheng, they were definitely competent, and they were confident in their own abilities. All of them were special forces veterans who could take on ten ordinary people with ease.

However, they didn't expect that Ye Ling would easily neutralize Eighteen with just a slap and a kick.

And looking at Eighteen now, he was gasping and didn't even have the strength to cry for his daddy or mommy.