Chapter 20

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Kill!

With a loud yell, four men stepped forward from the crowd and made a move to attack Ye Ming.

These four people were elites in the Aoba gang. They were a formidable group as they joined forces to attack Ye Ming, forming a circle to surround him.

Ye Ming sneered, an unfathomable look in his eyes. His demeanor did not change the slightest at the attack launched by the four men. He did not even take them seriously. In fact, they might look impressive, but they could be easily dealt with. To him, their attacks and stances were full of loopholes. It was not worth mentioning at all. If not for his discomfort at the crotch, and that he could not move about easily, he would have knocked them down easily within a second. Even if he stood on the same spot now, he would still be able to defeat the four men once they neared him.

“Go to hell,” the four people roared. Ye Ming sneered just when they were inches to him. His right hand moved slightly, getting ready to retaliate. But then he frowned slightly, as his gaze rested on Liao San who was at the back. There was shock and fear on his face. He dashed forward at a much faster speed than the four men.

“Look, Third Brother is launching his attack. His movements are swift!”

“The guy is doomed. How dare he provoke them and anger Third Brother to the extent that he is going to deal with him personally.”

Everyone fixed their gazes on Liao San, excitement on their faces.

Ye Ming smirked at the sight of Liao San. Although Liao San launched an attack at the same time, and he was a much better opponent than the rest, he was still not good enough for him to take him seriously. In his opinion, it was useless if there were a hundred of him.

“Stop!”

Liao San roared, he was already behind the four men. He hurled his fists on the back of two men. They had yet to react and they were sent flying.

Bang!

Liao San did not stop, while he was beating the two men, he sent flying kicks to the other two men.

No one would have expected things to turn out this way. They stared in shock at Liao San, wondering what had happened to him such that he attacked his own people.

There was a dazed look on everyone’s face when they noticed that Liao San who had knocked down four men easily stood right in front of Ye Ming. His body trembled like autumn leaves in the wind. He did not look formidable like how he was previously.

“Brother-in-law…”

“Third Brother…”

Yao Jie and the Aoba gang who stood behind Liao San were dumbstruck. They did not understand what was going on. Why did Liao San attack his own people instead of Ye Ming?

“Shut up.” Liao San did not turn back as he yelled at them. Under everyone’s watchful gaze and to everyone’s surprise, he knelt down on the floor at Ye Ming.

“What… the hell is going on? Liao San knelt down in front of the young man. This is crazy, I must be crazy.” Someone muttered weakly and rubbed his eyes. He could not believe what he had seen. It was too dreamy and unreal.

“Brother-in-law, are you being foolish?” Yao Jie exclaimed. “Hurry, kneel down and beg Young Master Ming for mercy.” Liao San turned back and shouted. He then turned and knelt at Ye Ming’s feet, sounding fearful and frightened. “Young Master Ming, please spare our lives! Young Master Ming, please spare our lives!”

“Young Master Ming, please spare our lives!”

Liao San begged for mercy while he kowtowed. He hit his forehead on the floor, making a low knocking sound.

One, two, three… soon there was a huge patch of blood on the ground. To the rest of the gang, the kowtowing sounds were as loud as thunder, echoing in their ears. They were dumbfounded by the scene, unknowingly holding their breath.