Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

At the hotel entrance, Ye Feng's nonchalant tone immediately stunned everyone!

Dozens of burly henchmen exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with shock—this kid in front of them looked well-proportioned and not particularly strong, yet he dared to be so arrogant in front of the Black Dragon Society's top enforcer? He was simply ignorant of his own limitations!

"You brat, how dare you be so arrogant!" Lu Jun's forehead veins bulged, his killing intent almost tangible. "At such a young age, you dare to look down on my army like this? You're courting death!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jun's figure suddenly swelled up, like a black bear pouncing on its prey. His fist, as big as a casserole dish, accompanied by a whistling sound, aimed straight at Ye Feng's face! The Black Fiend Fist he cultivated was fierce and domineering. He had once killed an adult bull with a single punch and was renowned in the Jiangcheng underworld. Now, with murderous intent, he unleashed a killing move!

The henchmen around him all wore cruel smiles, as if they could already see Ye Feng's skull being smashed by a single punch, and him kneeling on the ground screaming in agony.

But just as the fist was about to touch Ye Feng's face, Ye Feng moved!

He swayed his body, dodging like a ghost, while his right hand shot out with lightning speed, precisely grabbing Lu Jun's wrist.

A surge of powerful true energy rushed into the air, and Lu Jun felt as if his arm was locked in a steel clamp, his meridians were instantly frozen, and all his strength receded like a tide!

"Snap!"

A sharp, piercing sound of bones cracking rang out as Lu Jun's wrist was snapped in two!

Ye Feng swung his hand back, and Lu Jun's massive body slammed heavily onto the hood of the black sedan like a kite with a broken string, making a loud "bang". The car window shattered instantly, and a large part of the hood was dented!

Lu Jun coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest heaving violently, his eyes instantly shifting from rage to utter horror: "You... what kind of technique is this?!"

He just couldn't understand how he, with his fifth-grade innate cultivation, couldn't even withstand a single move from his opponent!

Ye Feng looked down at his palm, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. After cultivating with Ning Qingxue last night, he only felt his internal energy was full, but he did not expect his strength to increase to such a level. He could crush a Xiantian martial artist with a casual move!

"It seems that the nourishment of the Yin Ice Spirit Body is even more miraculous than I imagined." Ye Feng was overjoyed, but his face was filled with murderous intent.

He walked slowly to the army, looked down at the disheveled soldier, and slapped him hard across the face!

"Snapped!"

The sound of the slap was crisp and piercing. Lu Jun's cheeks were red and swollen from the slap, and several of his teeth were loosened.

"Weren't you just asking to borrow my head?" Ye Feng's tone was icy, his eyes full of mockery. "Why aren't you saying anything now?"

Lu Jun trembled all over, fear gripping his heart like vines. All trace of his previous arrogance vanished. He hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I won't lend it anymore! Mr. Ye, spare my life! I was blind to your greatness, please have mercy on me!"

"Let you go?" Ye Feng sneered, stepping on Lu Jun's chest, rendering him immobile. "You think you can just refuse to lend it? That just means you don't have the ability to lend it."

His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "And now, your head—I'll take it!"

"No!" Lu Jun was terrified, screaming hoarsely, "You dare kill me? I'm a member of the Black Dragon Society! The Black Dragon Society will avenge me and make you suffer a fate worse than death!"

"The Black Dragon Society?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, his face full of disdain. "Sorry, never heard of it."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Feng bent down, grabbed Lu Jun's neck with his right hand, and applied slight force.

"Snap!"

The sound of his cervical spine breaking was clearly audible. Lu Jun's eyes widened in shock, and he made a terrified, hissing sound. He coughed up blood and quickly stopped breathing.

The dozens of henchmen around him, seeing this, were so frightened that their legs went weak, their crotches instantly became wet, and they all knelt down with a "thud," kowtowing repeatedly, their voices trembling as they begged for mercy: "Mr. Ye, spare our lives! We were just following orders, please let us go!"

These people usually act arrogantly and domineeringly, but in front of Ye Feng, who is like a god of death, they don't even have the courage to resist.

Ye Feng's icy gaze swept over the crowd, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who sent you?"

"It's...it's Chen Hao!" One of the henchmen trembled with fear and quickly confessed, "Chen Hao paid a lot of money to have Brother Lu kill you! He said he'd make sure you died a horrible death!"

"Chen Hao?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

That bastard, breaking his legs last time wasn't enough, he actually dared to hire someone to kill him? Looks like the lesson he learned wasn't severe enough!

To Ye Feng, Chen Hao was nothing but a clown, but Ye Feng had a plan in mind to make Chen Hao suffer a fate worse than death!

"Fine, very well." Ye Feng sneered, a deep smile curving his lips. "He likes to send people to kill me, so I'll give him a taste of his own medicine."

He pointed to Lu Jun's corpse on the ground and ordered his kneeling underlings, "You guys, carry his body to see Chen Hao and make him come up with 500 million as compensation for Lu Jun's death."

"Five hundred million?!" The henchmen's pupils constricted, and they gasped in shock. This was an astronomical price! Too ruthless!!

"Not a penny less." Ye Feng's tone was icy, carrying an undeniable authority. He smiled coldly and said, "If he doesn't give it to me, I'll chop off his fingers—one hundred million each!!"

"Yes! Yes! We will do as you say!" The group of people nodded repeatedly in fright, not daring to have the slightest objection. They could only swallow hard, trembling as they lifted the army's body and left in a sorry state.

Watching their departing figures, Ye Feng's eyes still held a murderous intent.

After dealing with things here, Ye Feng thought of Liu Qingmei. When he was framed, Liu Qingmei's eyes held a complex mix of emotions, including regret, not entirely hatred. Moreover, he had sworn that if he had really done that to Aunt Liu, he would take full responsibility.

With that thought in mind, Ye Feng turned and walked towards Liu Qingmei's villa.

At this moment, in Liu Qingmei's villa, the voluptuous woman paced back and forth anxiously, her heart filled with inner turmoil.

Logically speaking, since Ye Feng "had some unspeakable things happen with her unexpectedly," she should hate him to the core and wish him to be imprisoned for life.

For some reason, the scene from that day kept replaying in her mind. Ye Feng's beast-like appearance made her feel inexplicably hot and she inexplicably developed a dependence on such a young and handsome man as Ye Feng.

What worries her even more is that she always feels something is wrong with her body. If she really is pregnant with Ye Feng's child, then the child will have no father.

"No, we can't let him go to jail." Liu Qingmei gritted her teeth and made up her mind to go to the guard's mansion to drop the case. She didn't want Ye Feng to really spend his life in jail, after all, it would be quite hard for her to take care of the child alone.

Moreover, Ye Feng might have genuinely been drunk and made a mistake, rather than actually harboring any disrespectful thoughts towards her.

Just as she picked up her bag and prepared to leave, the villa door was suddenly pushed open.

Ye Feng stood tall and straight at the door, his gaze fixed intently on Liu Qingmei, a warm smile on his face: "Aunt Liu, you are so beautiful."

"Ye Feng? You... how come you're here?" Liu Qingmei was stunned for a moment, her eyes filled with surprise, which was then replaced by fear, and her full breasts trembled slightly.

She never expected that Ye Feng would actually come looking for her! Could it be that he really still couldn't forget her and had come back to force himself on her?

Recalling that day, Liu Qingmei's eyes darted away, her voice tinged with panic. She instinctively backed away, her face flushed and flushed with shyness, her ample bosom barely concealing its alluring curves: "Ye Feng, you...you wouldn't be still hung up on me, would you? You've come back to force yourself on me again, wouldn't you?"