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However, in the next instant, the world in his eyes spun around.

Ye Heng didn't even move his feet. He simply raised the wrist of the hand holding the brocade box very slightly, and the sharp edge of the box met the thunderous punch with perfect accuracy.

"Snap!"

A cracking sound rang out, followed by the bald, burly man's pig-like screams.

He felt as if his punch had struck the engine of a speeding train; the bones in his arm shattered into countless pieces, and excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed his senses.

"How...how is this possible?!"

He had practiced martial arts for over a decade and had achieved a certain level of proficiency in hard skills. How could he possibly be crippled by a seemingly weak young man with just a box?!

This sudden turn of events left the other six people, including Sun Biao, completely stunned.

The sneer on their faces hadn't even faded before it froze into astonishment.

"Attack together! Grab your weapons!" Sun Biao, having seen his share of storms, was the first to react.

The remaining five men snapped out of their daze and drew batons and daggers from their waists or backs. They roared and charged at Ye Heng from different directions, trying to make up for the huge gap in strength with numbers and weapons.

Ye Heng's figure blurred as he slipped through the gap between the two men wielding knives. The two men only felt a blur before their wrists were wracked with pain, and their knives flew out of their hands, striking the wall next to them with two loud clangs.

Ye Heng didn't even turn around. He casually slapped another man who was swinging a baton at the back of his head in the chest.

"puff!"

The man felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer; his sternum made a dull thud, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the wall before sliding down and passing out.

"Damn...it's too fast! I can't even see it!"

The knife-wielder, who was attempting a sneak attack from the side, felt as if he had been hit in the abdomen by a speeding car the moment the thought crossed his mind. His internal organs shifted, his vision went black, and he knew nothing more.

Sun Biao watched helplessly as his six skilled men were all lying on the ground, either dead or injured, in the blink of an eye.

An overwhelming chill instantly shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his hand holding the steel walnut trembled slightly.

"Damn! We've kicked a hornet's nest! No, we've kicked an alloy steel plate! This guy's inhuman!"

He originally thought this person was at most a rich kid with some background, but who knew he would turn out to be such a hidden devil!

Just as Sun Biao was shaken and about to turn and run away, he saw Gong Yichu, who had parted ways with Ye Heng, at the alley entrance.

A crazy idea flashed through Sun Biao's mind in an instant.

Grab that woman! Use her to threaten this scoundrel!

This is a great opportunity!

A fierce glint flashed in Sun Biao's eyes, and he suddenly lunged forward, heading straight for Gong Yichu.

He was, after all, a seasoned veteran of the underworld. This desperate attack was extremely fast and from an extremely tricky angle. He was confident that as long as he could grab that seemingly frail woman, he could turn the tide!

"Help..." Gong Yichu's exclamation had barely left her mouth when Sun Biao's calloused, veiny hand, wielding a strong wind, grabbed her shoulder!

Gong Yichu was so frightened that her face turned pale, her mind went blank, and she even forgot to dodge.

She was, after all, just a college student who had never been to the workforce; she had never witnessed such a life-or-death struggle.

All he could see was Sun Biao's hideous and twisted face rapidly enlarging before him, the heavy smell of sweat and murderous aura assaulting his senses.

At the critical moment!

A figure suddenly appeared between her and Sun Biao, as if teleporting.

It is Ye Heng.

With a wave of his hand, he completely separated Sun Biao from Gong Yichu.

In Sun Biao's eyes, that hand was like an impenetrable wall, deflecting his forward momentum.

Sun Biao was utterly horrified.

"How could it be so fast?! He was still just a few steps away!"

"A frog in a well!" Ye Heng mocked, then lightly tapped his shin with his toe.

"Ah—!" Sun Biao let out a shrill scream, feeling as if his leg bone had been brutally pierced by an iron spike, the excruciating pain causing him to lose his balance instantly.

With a "thud," he fell heavily to his knees, his knees hitting the bluestone slab with a dull thud.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

From the moment Sun Biao launched his attack to the moment Ye Heng stepped in front of Gong Yichu and subdued him, it only took a breath or two.

Gong Yichu was still in shock, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

She stared blankly at the tall, straight back that stood in front of her. He was so close that she could smell his faint, refreshing scent, which was completely out of place with the stench of blood and dust in the alley.

Just now, Sun Biao's ferocious attack made her think she was definitely going to be in trouble, and despair instantly gripped her.

Then he appeared and easily kept all the dangers at bay.

"He's amazing!"

Gong Yichu stared blankly at Ye Heng's retreating figure.

Ye Heng didn't turn around to look at her, but instead looked down at Sun Biao, who was kneeling on the ground, his face contorted with pain and fear, and covered in cold sweat.

"Now, do you have any last words?"

Sun Biao trembled all over, all traces of his previous arrogance gone, replaced by boundless fear and regret.

He endured the excruciating pain and forced a smile that looked worse than crying, his voice trembling.

"Brother, no, sir! I was wrong! You're right, the highest bidder wins! I was blind and offended you! This knife is yours, absolutely yours! Please, have mercy and spare my life!"

He knew that he was lucky to have survived today, thanks to the good deeds of his ancestors.

The young man in front of him was someone he absolutely couldn't afford to offend.

In terms of actual strength, even the team leader might not be able to win by a landslide!

Ye Heng had no interest in listening to his nonsense and was too lazy to waste his energy on such a nobody.

"Get out," he uttered a single word.

Sun Biao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He struggled to his feet, scrambling and stumbling, not daring to look at his groaning subordinates on the ground. He limped and fled in a disheveled state towards the other end of the alley, fearing that Ye Heng would change his mind.

Ye Heng then turned around and looked at Gong Yichu, who was still standing there in a daze.

"It's alright now," Ye Heng said, his tone softening.

Gong Yichu snapped out of her daze, her face instantly turning bright red. She quickly lowered her head and whispered, "Um... thank you, Ye Heng."

She felt her face burning hot, and her heart was pounding erratically.

"Let's go, the smell here is awful." Ye Heng glanced at the people lying on the ground, frowned slightly, and took the lead in walking out of the alley.

"Okay!"

Shortly after Ye Heng and Gong Yichu left, Sun Biao and his men thought they had escaped a disaster.

Sun Biao, supported by his men, sat in the bread cart, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened today! Understand?"

"yes!"

The six subordinates quickly agreed, none of them daring to say another word.

Seeing his subordinates' cowardly behavior, Sun Biao was furious.

If they had been more competitive, would they have been taught a lesson by that young man today?

Just as he was about to utter a curse word.

A surge of frenzied true energy exploded within his body, instantly shattering Sun Biao's internal organs. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

This scene terrified the younger brother, who had no idea what was happening.

He quickly shook Sun Biao's body, but received no response.

This was naturally Ye Heng's doing; he always held a grudge against anyone who wanted him dead.