Trouble

All the classes after that went as usual except Ye Feng getting more attention than usual.

When classes were over Ye Feng came out of the university gate. But just as he got out from university gate he noticed a group of 10 thugs , with baseball bats in their hand . 

When they notice Ye Feng they whispered something to each other and started walking towards him .

"Interesting" Ye Feng muttered in alow voice and looked at them with a small smile. 

Soon they came and surrounded Ye Feng from all sides.

One of the thugs , who looked quite burly looked at Ye Feng and asked "Are you Ye Feng ?"

"Yes I am", he replied with the same smile.

While this was going on students also started gathering , expecting what was going to happen . 

Li Yue and Ling Ningxue who also just came out looked at the scene adn Li Yue was frightned after seeing the situation , she wanted to go ahead and inerfare in between but Ningxue held her hand.

"You can't do anything in this , let's call the police", she said while lookieng at her worried friend.

Ningxue was slightly happy about the situation as Ye Feng was getting retribution for what he did to her friend . But she was also worried a little what if the situation got out of hand Ye Feng got heavily injured.

Li Yue took out her phone and started dialling police number.

Meanwhile.

"Good, good , that saves our time. From today remember brat not to look for the things which do not belongs to you, i hope you uncerstand why i am implying to"

Ye Feng looked towards the thugs while maintaning the same smile on his face. 

When the leader of thug saw him smiling , he could not help but get angry.

"You are still smiling brat , i think youu don't know what situation you got yourself into" he said with a slightly angry voice while stretching his limbs a bit.

"Anything else"Ye Feng said casually.

"Oh , so you are a cocky bastard , i hope you don't beg in a while", he said while looking at him menancingly.

"Brothers break his limbs, don't kill him, i want to see that smile wiped off from his face" hr said to his fellow thugs.

"Oh so breaking limbs, it is" ye Feng muttered in a low voice.

With that he moved so fast that the thugs were not able to see himself , he hold the arms of both thugs towards his left and yanked them towards him, and in the same movement he dislocated their shoulder blades.

"Ahh...,ahhhh" 

The cries of pain from both thugs rang out in unison as they collapsed to the ground. Their arms were dislocated, the bones shattered in a single brutal motion. They writhed in agony, clutching at their mangled limbs, their faces twisted in terror.

The remaining thugs froze in shock. Fear replaced the confidence that had been there only moments ago. They stood frozen, unable to process the violence they had just witnessed. Their eyes flicked nervously between Ye Feng and the two downed men.

Ye Feng stood, looking down at them with a cold, unblinking gaze. His smile had vanished, replaced by a deadly stillness. "If you're going to break limbs, you'd better do it properly." His voice was a low, lethal whisper, sending a shiver down the spines of the remaining thugs.

The group hesitated, their collective courage flickering like a candle in the wind. The leader gritted his teeth, raising his bat, but his hands were shaking now. Ye Feng was the predator, and they were the prey.

The thug leader's shaky attempt to raise his bat was the last move anyone in the group would make. In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng had already closed the gap between them. His movements were a blur, too fast for any of the thugs to react.

Before the thug leader could even swing the bat, Ye Feng's hand shot out like a viper, grabbing the man's wrist. With a flick of his wrist, the bone cracked. The thug let out a guttural scream as he dropped the bat, clutching his shattered arm.

"Oh, look at that," Ye Feng said, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. "You really thought that was going to hurt me? How cute."

Ye Feng released the man's arm, watching as the thug fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face. There was no mercy in Ye Feng's eyes—only amusement.

"You should've known," Ye Feng continued, stepping over the fallen thug without a second glance. 

Before anyone could react, Ye Feng moved again. The closest thug to him—a wiry man who looked like he hadn't seen a proper fight in his life—tried to swing a bat at Ye Feng's head. But Ye Feng sidestepped easily, grabbing the thug's arm and yanking it backward with terrifying force.

The thug's shoulder dislocated with an audible pop, and his scream cut through the air. "Ahhhh!" he wailed, collapsing to the ground. Ye Feng didn't stop there. He reached down, grabbed the thug by the collar, and twisted his leg at a grotesque angle. The thug's knee buckled, snapping loudly in the quiet street.

"Pathetic," Ye Feng muttered, his eyes gleaming with cold amusement as the thug writhed on the ground, his screams echoing in the air. "You don't even know how to take a hit."

The other thugs, now visibly panicked, began to back away slowly. But it was too late. Ye Feng was already in motion again, faster than they could process.

With a snap of his wrist, he grabbed the next thug's arm, twisting it behind his back. The thug cried out in pain as Ye Feng's grip tightened. Then, with a casual flick, he broke the man's arm, the bone snapping like a twig. The thug collapsed to the ground in agony, but Ye Feng wasn't done.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Didn't think it would hurt this much, did you? This is just a preview."