C15 Hands-on Object

Ye Feng walked out of the internet cafe, seeing that no one was around, Yin Yi and a few of his subordinates quickly came out, all of them had cigarettes in their mouths, looking at Ye Feng with contempt, their gazes were as though the person in front of them was not a human, but a sandbag.

After Yin Yi stood still, he sized Ye Feng up. He was, after all, a martial arts practitioner, so by looking at Ye Feng's figure and standing posture, he could tell that Ye Feng was not a martial arts practitioner.

Furthermore, Yin Yi was not stupid, he knew that if he truly did something to Ye Feng, Qi Weijun would definitely not forgive him, so he only snorted at Ye Feng, "Brat, I will give you another chance, as long as you promise not to bother Weijun in the future, I will not cause trouble for you!"

Ye Feng also lit up a cigarette. After smoking for a while, he looked at Yin Yi with narrowed eyes and said coldly, "Firstly, I didn't pester Qi Weijun, I came here to surf the Internet, and secondly, your liking Qi Weijun is your problem. It has nothing to do with me at all, and secondly … I don't need you to give me a chance! "

After Yin Yi heard this, his face immediately changed, and a little brother scolded Ye Feng: "Brat, do you know who our Brother Yi is? "He's the descendant of the true Yin Jia Fist. With this punch, your small body won't be able to take it at all, so stop being stubborn and apologize to Brother Yi. Just stay away from our sister-in-law and forget about it!"

Ye Feng laughed, "I haven't even fought, how do you know that I'm not his match?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Yin Yi's little brother stopped persuading him, he turned to Yin Yi and said, "Brother Yi, I saw that this brat is just a normal punching bag, I've also learned a few moves from you, I can f * cking beat him up and call him daddy, don't make a move, when that time comes, sister-in-law will blame you!"

Yin Yi thought that this made sense. Although the actions of his subordinates were related to him, but at least he didn't have to do it himself.

Seeing that Yin Yi did not say anything, the little fellow immediately took a step forward and waved at Ye Feng: "Come, come, come, first let me take care of you …"

Without waiting for the brat to finish speaking, Ye Feng took a big stride forward and directly kicked him in the groin. The kid didn't even have time to react, and instantly fell on the ground, clutching his crotch as he rolled on the ground.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Yin Yi could not help but be startled, seeing how weak Ye Feng looked, how could he actually be so ruthless, and immediately kick his crotch?

After all, Yin Yi practiced martial arts. Although he had an unreasonable personality, he understood basic martial arts etiquette, and knew how to kick someone's crotch. In the eyes of martial artists, it was simply a dirty move.

Ye Feng was still holding onto a cigarette in his mouth, and he looked at Yin Yi and the remaining few young men coldly. He looked at Yin Yi without showing any expression.

He was not a martial artist, nor was he from a martial arts family. He had to show all sorts of etiquette when people fought him, and he even had to follow the rules of not being able to fight in important areas.

Ye Feng was previously a mercenary, and from primary school, he had always been a killer, pursuing practical value. In his view, as long as he could defeat the opponent as quickly as possible, it was all good methods.

Right now, Ye Feng knew that he could not compare to his actual skills, but only the experience that his consciousness brought, so he had to defeat the other party quickly, accurately and ruthlessly in order to catch him off guard.

The other young men immediately went over to help their companion, asking if he was alright.

The person was in so much pain that his face had changed. Cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain, and he stuttered for a long time without being able to say a single word.

Another youth's face was filled with anger, he immediately rushed towards Ye Feng, but was stopped by Yin Yi, "This bastard, I will personally teach him a lesson! Just keep an eye on them from the side! "

Seeing that Yin Yi was about to come out, Ye Feng revealed a faint smile. In fact, if it was only because of Qi Weijun, he would not even bother to fight against Yin Yi and the others.

However, when Ye Feng saw that Yin Yi was a practitioner, he wanted to see whether or not he could rely on only his own awareness and experience to achieve success.

Years of experience had taught him that all thoughts were empty words before action was taken. His previous skills had also been accumulated over the years through actual combat.

If he wanted to return to his peak state, Ye Feng knew that he could not miss a single opportunity to fight.

However, the Yin Yi in front of him looked exactly like that, but he would only know what his actual skills were after fighting in actual combat. If he was not even comparable to the two retired military personnel that the rich person had met, then that would be too disappointing.

Yin Yi took a step forward, his eyes staring straight at Ye Feng, and at the same time, extended his hand out and beckoned to Ye Feng, "Come! Let me see just what kind of ability you have to fight with me over Qi Weijun! "

Ye Feng was too lazy to explain to Yin Yi that he actually had nothing to do with Qi Weijun anymore, but he didn't attack either. Instead, he stood in place and looked at Yin Yi.

He knew that Yin Yi was different from the previous brat, if he still used a sneak attack and kicked his crotch, he would have underestimated him.

Before Yin Yi used the so-called 'Yin Family Fist', Ye Feng still wasn't clear on how much weight he had. He could only wait and see.

Seeing that Ye Feng did not move from his original position, Yin Yi's face slightly changed. He immediately took a step forward, and with a punch, he smashed his fist towards Ye Feng's face.

Ye Feng saw that Yin Yi moved his foot almost at the same time as he punched, his fist speed was extremely fast, and his strength was not small. He knew that this brat was a practitioner, and did not dare to be careless.

When Yin Yi's fist arrived in front of Ye Feng's face, Ye Feng dodged and wanted to dodge, but he was still a step too slow and got hit by Yin Yi's fist.

Ye Feng took a step back and touched his own cheek. It was extremely painful, and not only was he not angry, he had a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that, the few young men behind Yin Yi immediately started to applaud him, "Brother Yi, good job, I'll beat you to death!"

Yin Yi laughed complacently. When he made his move, he already knew that Ye Feng did not have any skills to speak of.

But seeing that Ye Feng was actually smiling after getting hit by his fist, he could not help but frown, is there something wrong with his head?

Just then, Ye Feng rubbed his mouth again, after that he moved his body a little, and waved at Yin Yi, "Come again!"

Seeing Ye Feng act this way, Yin Yi was actually a little confused about Ye Feng's plan. This guy obviously did not have much ability, but yet he had put on such a stance, could it be that there was something wrong with his brain?

Actually, how could he know that Ye Feng had just treated him as a target to train with.