Black Dragon Gang 1

Without another word, the gang lunged at Ye Feng. The first one swung a wild punch, but Ye Feng dodged it effortlessly, his movements fluid and precise. He countered with an elbow strike to the man's ribs, the sickening crack of bone audible in the chaos. Another thug attempted to grab him from behind, but Ye Feng shifted his weight, using the man's momentum to flip him onto the ground with a brutal slam.

The crowd gasped. Five more thugs rushed in, but Ye Feng moved like a blur—faster than they could follow. He shattered one man's knee with a brutal kick, while another tried to stab him. Ye Feng caught the man's wrist mid-swing, twisting it so violently that the weapon slipped from his grasp. He slammed the thug's head into the nearby table, knocking him out cold.

Hu Lang's fury intensified as he witnessed his men fall with ease. He was the last one standing, but Ye Feng's eyes never left him.

"Your turn," Ye Feng said, exhaling a stream of smoke.

In a desperate attempt, Hu Lang pulled out a metal baton, swinging it with ferocity. Ye Feng caught it mid-swing, yanked him forward, and delivered a devastating punch to his stomach, causing the burly man to double over, blood splattering from his mouth.

"Pathetic," Ye Feng scoffed, watching Hu Lang crumple to the floor in agony.

In a final act of desperation, Hu Lang fumbled for his phone, dialing in a hasty call. "Boss! We need backup! Now!"

Ye Feng flicked the ash from his cigarette, a smug grin curling his lips. "Finally, i was waiting for this".

"You bastard just wait, you have provoked the wrong guys , we are from -Black Dragon, you will be dead meat soon ".

Ye Feng looked at him clearly igonring his threats, he just shrugged hi shoulders and looked at Su Mei who was almost trembling , standing near the bar. He gestured her to come near , she followed his gesture and walked to him. Ye Feng grabbed her by waist, sat on a stool near the bar counter,and started caressing her body. Su Mei just let him do what he wanted.

Meanwhile all the customers vacated the pub, they knew that it is going to be problematic . Soon the entire bar was empty.

Minutes later, the door of the club crashed open, and a new wave of enemies flooded in. Leading them was Luo Han, the Black Dragon branch leader in charge of Neon Nights. He was a towering figure, his muscular frame intimidating as he cracked his knuckles, a sinister grin playing on his lips.

He marched inside and saw his lackeys lay broken he looked at Hu Lang , who pointed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood up and slapped Su Mei's perky ass and said with a smile,"enough for today you can go now".

Su Mei was happy that at last she was free from this chaotic situation , she wasted no time and walked out of the pub.

"You've made a big mistake, kid," Luo Han growled, his voice low and menacing. "Do you know who you're messing with?"

Ye Feng took a slow drag from his cigarette, flicking it aside with a dismissive wave. "Yeah. A bunch of idiots."

Luo Han's eyes flashed with fury. "Kill him!"

The next wave of attackers charged, and Ye Feng grinned in anticipation. "Now we're talking."

Luo Han was a tall, broad-shouldered man with dark, spiked hair and a fierce look in his cold, gray eyes.He was a man known for his viciousness and ruthlessness. His muscles bulged beneath a tight, black leather jacket.

Behind him, his crew moved like a well-trained army, their expressions hardened, their hands ready to strike. These weren't just ordinary thugs; they were seasoned fighters who had risen through the ranks of the Black Dragon gang by proving their worth in brutal street battles. Ye Feng stood firm in the center of it all, his relaxed posture betraying no hint of concern.

Ye Feng, with his ever-present lazy grin, took a final drag of his cigarette and tossed it aside, his gaze unfazed by the threat.

The gang members gritted their teeth in anger, but Luo Han held up a hand, signaling them to stay back. He stepped forward, his boots thudding against the floor as he approached Ye Feng, eyes narrowed. "You've embarrassed my men, and now, I'm going to make sure you regret it. You can't run, and you can't hide."

Ye Feng tilted his head, a slow, mocking smile spreading across his face. "Regret? I'm not the one who's about to get embarrassed, but hey, if you're looking to be a punching bag, I'm more than happy to oblige."

With that, the fight broke out in a blur of motion.

The first thug lunged at Ye Feng with a wild punch. Ye Feng sidestepped effortlessly, his movements graceful and almost lazy. He grabbed the thug by the wrist, twisting it with bone-snapping force, and threw him across the room like a ragdoll. The thug hit the ground with a loud thud, groaning in pain, his arm clearly broken.

Luo Han's face twisted in fury as he watched his men fall one by one. Another thug tried to swing a metal bar at Ye Feng's head, but Ye Feng simply ducked, dodging the blow by mere inches. With a smooth, fluid motion, Ye Feng spun around, his fist landing squarely in the thug's stomach. The thug gasped for air as he crumpled to the floor, unable to move.

Ye Feng was a whirlwind of controlled chaos, moving with the precision and speed that only a cultivator could possess. His eyes were sharp, his every move calculated. He didn't need to rush; he was already in control. One by one, the thugs attempted to take him down, but each of their efforts was met with a devastating counter.

A man with a thick beard tried to tackle Ye Feng from behind, but Ye Feng simply elbowed him in the face, sending him sprawling to the floor. Another attacker swung a knife at him, but Ye Feng caught the blade with ease, twisting the man's wrist and disarming him with a single flick of his fingers.