"Brat, do you know that you are courting death?"


Zhang Haowen's words entered Ye Xuan's ears, causing a sneer to appear on his ice-cold face.

Kid, this young master is asking you a question? Are you f * cking deaf … "

Just as Ye Xuan was about to speak, Zhang Haowen slammed his palm on the table in front of him. The powerful force shattered the table into dust, and a sinister sound came from his mouth.


"BOOM!"


"Puchi …"


However, before he could finish speaking, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He heavily punched Zhang Haowen's abdomen, causing him to spray out a mouthful of bright red blood.


"You …"


He was just about to stretch out his finger and angrily point at Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan's hand shot out like lightning to grab his collar and fiercely exerted force.


A powerful shoulder throw!

"Bam!"

"Aooo …"

Zhang Haowen's body heavily hit the ground, followed by a dull impact sound and a painful scream.

A huge amount of blood spurted out from Zhang Haowen's mouth.


"Young Master, how are you?"

"Young Master, are you alright?"

The two bodyguards quickly rushed in front of Zhang Haowen to help him up, and words of concern came out of his mouth.

"You dare to touch me, you damned bastard …" What are you two still doing? "Kill him for me!"


The intense pain caused Zhang Haowen's handsome face to contort. He clutched his chest as he furiously glared at Ye Xuan, and words of rage came out of his mouth.


"Kid, you are tired of living for you to dare attack our Young Master …" "Do something to him!"

Hearing Zhang Haowen's words, the two bodyguards coldly stared at Ye Xuan as venomous words came out of their mouths.

"Boom! Boom!"


The instant their words fell, they carried a strong killing intent as they charged like lightning towards Ye Xuan.


"Boom! Boom!"


But in the next moment, under Zhang Haowen's astonished gaze, they flew back at an even faster speed and accurately smashed into Zhang Haowen's body.

"Scram!"

Ye Xuan coldly swept his gaze over Zhang Haowen and the others. His ice-cold voice came out of his mouth.


Facing the provocation and humiliation from Zhang Haowen and the others, he was already lenient enough.


"Brat, do you know who the person behind me is? If you offend me, you'll offend him. Do you know the consequences? "If you kneel down and apologize and beg for forgiveness, you might be able to walk out of the bar alive today. Otherwise …"


Zhang Haowen stared venomously at Ye Xuan. There wasn't a single trace of fear in his eyes. All there was was an endless coldness as he threatened.


"Or what?"

Zhang Haowen's words were cut off by Ye Xuan's ice-cold voice.

"Otherwise, you will be …"


Zhang Haowen said with a gloomy expression.

"Bam!"

However, Ye Xuan didn't let him finish speaking. He grabbed a bottle of red wine from the nearby table and viciously smashed it onto Zhang Haowen's head.

"Ahh …"


Zhang Haowen screamed miserably, as a large amount of red wine and blood flowed out from his brain, causing him to be filled with pain...


When had he ever been tortured and humiliated like this?


A shout filled with pleading came out of Zhang Haowen's mouth, "Young Master Zheng, I'm your man. I know you're drinking upstairs, so please help Haowen out …"


"Seriously! Young Master Lin, you drink first. I'll go down and take care of it first! "


Hearing Zhang Haowen's shout, a trace of displeasure appeared on the Nike leisure man sitting upstairs. He had no choice but to put down the wine cup in his hand and greet the man surnamed Lin at the same table. He then jumped down from the stairs and landed beside Zhang Haowen.


"Rumor has it that Zhang Haowen is following Zheng Shujie of the Zheng Family. I never thought that it would actually be true!"

"No wonder this Zhang Haowen dared to act so arrogantly here. He has Zheng Shujie supporting him from behind …"

"Although the Zheng Family can't compare up to Su Hai's three great families, but they still have a very high position in Su Hai. They are a large middle-sized family, and their power and influence are extremely great …"

"That's right. I heard that Zheng Shujie is on good terms with that young master of the Lin Clan..."

"I'm afraid those three brothers are going to have bad luck tonight. Although they looked pretty strong and had taught Zhang Haowen a lesson, this Zheng Shujie is not a good person …"

Seeing Zheng Shujie's arrival, the surrounding people could not help but be shocked as they broke out in a flurry of discussion.

"Young master Zheng, you have to avenge me!"


Looking at Zheng Shujie, who was descending from the sky, a look of ecstasy appeared on Zhang Haowen's face. He said with an excited and resentful tone: "I want him to not be able to leave this bar tonight. I want to cut him into a thousand pieces publicly."


He raised his head, and his gaze fell onto Ye Xuan's group. His eyes flickered with a cold light, and a cold voice came out from his mouth: "Brother, Zhang Haowen is still a member of my Zheng Shujie. Aren't you going a little too far by doing this?"


"Too much?"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan, Mad Demon Lin Feng, and Li Chunyang couldn't help but sneer. Their cold voices came out of Ye Xuan's mouth, "Since you came down from upstairs, you should clearly see just who went overboard!"

"But you came down at the right time. Since you are the owner of this dog, you can apologize to us on its behalf!"

"Haha …" You want me to apologize? "Brat, I think you've drunk too much alcohol and your mind isn't clear enough, right?"

Zheng Shujie felt as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world. He couldn't help but laugh loudly as he said in an ice-cold voice, "Since you know that Zhang Haowen is my dog, you should have heard the words' beating a dog and looking at its owner, right? '"

"You mean you don't want to apologize to us for it?"


A trace of coldness flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes.

"Brat, stop pretending to be big tailed wolves! If you don't obediently kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, and call me grandpa a few times, don't even think about walking out of this shop. Then, I won't be called Zheng Shujie! "

Zheng Shujie's countenance was ice-cold as killing intent gushed out from his eyes. An unfathomable rage could be heard from his mouth.

As Zheng Shujie's words fell, the aura of a martial artist at the initial stage of the Divine Wanderer Profound Realm unreservedly emanated from his body, spreading out in all directions and creating a violent wind in the bar's hall.

This fellow was actually a Initial Martial Saint. He had quite the strength and ability to act so domineeringly.

Unfortunately, he'd met Ye Xuan, Mad Demon Lin Feng, and Li Chunyang. Even though a Martial Saint was frightening, it didn't pose the slightest threat to them.

"Brat, one last question. Do you want to kneel down and apologize?"

As his aura exploded, Zheng Shujie's aura rose bit by bit. He stared coldly at Ye Xuan and the others as endless ice-cold words came out of his mouth.

He was losing patience.

"You want us to kneel down and apologize? "You are not qualified!"

Looking at the imposing Zheng Shujie, a hint of a disdainful sneer appeared on Ye Xuan's face as he spoke at a moderate pace.

"You're courting death!"


Zheng Shujie was enraged. Killing intent surged within his eyes as a formidable imposing manner exploded forth. He swung his fist and fiercely smashed it towards Ye Xuan.


"Pure Yang, teach him how to conduct himself!"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan didn't mind. He leisurely smoked his cigarette, slowly exhaled the thick smoke, and spoke in a relaxed manner.

"Yes sir!"

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Li Chunyang lightly nodded his head. The instant Zheng Shujie's fist smashed towards Ye Xuan, his feet flashed and he instantly appeared in front of Ye Xuan. Against Zheng Shujie's powerful attack, he only sent out a simple punch.

"Bam!"


"Puchi …"


In the next moment, a scene that shocked the surrounding people suddenly occurred.

Under their shocked gazes, Zheng Shujie's imposing aura was released. A large amount of black blood sprayed out of his mouth as he was sent flying like a dead dog. He landed heavily on a far away wine table, smashing it into pieces …

"Cough cough …"

Zheng Shujie's aura instantly weakened as he clutched his chest and violently coughed. Bright red blood flowed out from his mouth as he looked extremely pathetic.


From the time Li Chunyang made his move to the time Zheng Shujie was sent flying, it all happened in a split-second.

At this moment, many of the people present did not find it hard to recover from their shock.

"Goo!"

"Hiss!"

When they returned to their senses and saw Zheng Shujie, who had been severely injured and had large amounts of blood spewing out of his mouth, their expressions involuntarily changed. They opened their mouths and widened their eyes, looking at him as if they had seen a ghost.

The sound of swallowing saliva and sucking cold breaths rose and fell in the bar's hall.

No one would have thought that Zheng Shujie, who was well-known in Su Hai University, would be defeated by a single punch. He appeared to be in such a miserable state.


"Little brat, stop coughing, Young Master Xuan is sitting there waiting for you to apologize to him!"

Seeing the miserable and dying Zheng Shujie, Li Chunyang didn't show the slightest emotion on his face. He walked towards him with cold steps, and words that didn't contain the slightest emotion came out of his mouth.

"Cough cough …" You. You. Who are you? You actually dare to touch me? Do you know who I am? "


Looking at Li Chunyang who was walking towards him, Zheng Shujie tried his best to endure the pain that came from his body. He clenched his fists so hard that they cracked, while cold words came out of his mouth …


"Bam!"


However, just as he finished speaking, Li Chunyang lifted him up with one hand and threw him like a dog towards the floor in front of Ye Xuan, causing a dull sound to ring out.


"Ah... "Cough cough …"


The intense pain caused Zheng Shujie to let out a miserable howl of pain. He was like a dead dog lying on the ground as he violently coughed.


When he forcefully endured the pain in his body and raised his head with difficulty, what appeared in front of him was Ye Xuan, who was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, leisurely smoking a cigarette.


"Brat, you … Who exactly are you? "


A strong sense of humiliation permeated Zheng Shujie's heart, causing his expression to become extremely cold and unsightly. He glared venomously at Ye Xuan as sinister words came out of his mouth.

"Bam!"

However, before Zheng Shujie could finish his sentence, Li Chunyang stepped on his back with one foot and spoke with an ice-cold tone, "Kid, I'm asking you to apologize to Young Master Xuan. I'm not asking you to ask him anything!"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the youth surnamed Lin, who was holding a buddhist bead in his hand, flashed with a cold light. He could no longer stand by the sidelines as he elegantly jumped down from the building and coldly said.


"The three of you, aren't you going a little too far by doing this?"