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Chapter 72 Do you want something to happen between us?

"He's got some skills after all; he actually managed to spot me?"

A sinister voice came from the darkness not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man who was about 1.5 meters tall and had a pointed mouth and monkey-like face came out.

Ye Feng stood still, glancing indifferently at the other man. Seeing that he was a cultivator at the Strong Meridian Realm, he casually asked, "Did Zhou Yutang send you?"

He had just offended Zhou Yutang during the day and even extorted a large sum of money from him.

Judging from his expression as he left, he clearly wasn't going to give up easily.

Now that a cultivator was blocking his way, Ye Feng naturally suspected him.

"Boy, if you want to know the answer, you'd better go down to the King of Hell!"

The middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face revealed a ferocious sneer and was about to attack Ye Feng.

"Wait a moment!"

Ye Feng raised his hand to stop the other party's movements.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man assumed Ye Feng was scared and mocked, "Kid, it's too late to beg for mercy now."

"When I take action, I never leave anyone alive."

"However, I can give you some time to leave your last words before you die."

"That's so good?"

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow and said mockingly, "Since I'm going to die anyway, why don't you tell me who sent you? That way I can die knowing why."

The middle-aged man's face darkened slightly, even though he could defeat Ye Feng in one move.

However, as an assassin, one will not reveal the employer's information.

"Kid, I can't agree to this request. Find another one."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng shook his head. He had intended to try and get some information out of the other party, but he hadn't expected that this guy wasn't stupid.

He lost interest in dealing with the other party and said calmly, "I don't want to kill anyone today. Tell me your answer, and you can leave."

"Or else, die!"

"What?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Haha, kid, are you scared out of your wits? You actually dare to threaten me?"

"I am a master of the Strong Meridian Realm. Crushing you is easier than crushing an ant."

"You kowtow to me a hundred times right now, and I might give you a quick death. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead."

Is living a life worse than death?

Ye Feng smiled calmly: "That happens to be my specialty too."

The middle-aged man didn't understand at first, paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and immediately flew into a rage.

"You're asking for it!"

Before he finished speaking, he leaped out, his feet moving in an eerie manner.

Its short stature appeared like a nimble monkey in the darkness, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden.

Ye Feng stood motionless, completely intimidated by his own power, unable to react in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"Monkey Fist!"

The middle-aged man leaped into the air and instantly appeared in front of Ye Feng, throwing a punch from above straight at his face.

It's called a fist, but it's actually half fist and half claw, with the tips of the five fingers gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

If this move had landed on Ye Feng's face, he would have either died or had large chunks of flesh torn off, completely disfiguring him.

Seeing that he was getting so close, Ye Feng hadn't reacted yet, and the middle-aged man revealed a smug sneer.

"Whoosh!"

next second.

Ye Feng stepped forward, leaping into the air. His right hand shot out, reaching out first and grabbing Ye Feng's neck.

"Well..."

The middle-aged man's expression froze, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant, and his body slumped down.

"you..."

His eyes were filled with horror as he stared at Ye Feng in disbelief.

He was a master of the Strong Meridian Realm; even a master of the Gathering Yuan Realm couldn't capture him so easily.

Unless you're a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm!

But this kid looks to be only in his early twenties, how could he possibly be a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm?!

"Who...who exactly are you?"

The middle-aged man was being held by the neck by Ye Feng, feeling both shocked and terrified.

"You come to kill me, and you don't even know who I am?" Ye Feng curled his lip in disdain.

"My information was incorrect; you are not at the Bone Refinement Realm..."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth inwardly. If he could return alive this time, he would definitely tear the person in charge of intelligence to pieces.

This kid has at least the strength of the mid-to-late stage of the Gathering Yuan Realm, yet you say he's suspected of being in the Bone Refining Realm? Isn't that just misleading people?

"I have no interest in saying anything more to you, but I'll give you a chance now."

"Tell me the answer honestly, and I can give you a quick death," Ye Feng said coldly.

"Kid, I admit defeat today, but don't even think about getting anything out of me!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly.

"Stubborn to the end?"

Ye Feng sneered: "I like people who are stubborn!"

After saying that, he carried the other person into a dark corner not far away.

Not long after.

From inside came the pitiful howls of a middle-aged man.

After a while.

Ye Feng raised his hand and waved, and a ball of blue flame shot out, landing on the middle-aged corpse and burning him to ashes.

The middle-aged man couldn't withstand the memory restoration technique and eventually revealed his origins.

He was an assassin from the Dark Temple, who accepted missions online and was unaware of his employer's information.

"The Dark Palace again?"

Ye Feng stepped out of the darkness, walking towards the Shen family's residence while pondering to himself.

The Dark Palace is an assassin organization that does things for money. They have no grudge against him, so they must have an employer behind them.

Although Ye Feng had suspects, he couldn't be sure who the employer was.

"It doesn't matter if they just hire an assassin to deal with me."

Ye Feng thought to himself, "I can't eliminate everyone who has any doubts."

This would be too conspicuous, potentially alerting those who plot against my father and brothers, allowing them to hide.

However, it shouldn't be a problem to attack those who are suspicious.

Although he had already fought these people, judging from the situation at the time, it could only be considered a counterattack.

We need to beat them up again to teach them a lesson.

They'll only repent if you beat them up a few more times.

Perhaps, if someone is bullied too badly, they will reveal that they are the employer who hired the hitman.

With this thought in mind, Ye Feng grinned and decided that if he had time, he would start with Zhou Yutang.

"Ah Qiu!"

Zhou Yutang, who was hugging a young model at a nightclub, suddenly sneezed and felt a chill run through his body.

"Young Master Zhou, what's wrong?" the young model asked in surprise.

Zhou Yutang rubbed his nose: "It's nothing, I probably just caught a cold."

After saying that, he was also a little puzzled. Although his cultivation level was not high, he was still a Blood Condensation Realm cultivator. How could he have caught a cold?

......

When Ye Feng returned to the Shen family home, it was nearly midnight.

Shen Lang and the others had already gone to sleep, only Shen Luoyi's room was still lit.

He pushed open the door and saw Shen Luoyi wearing a light yellow puff-sleeved nightgown, sitting at her computer desk working.

Shen Luoyi frowned as she saw him enter and said coldly, "Why didn't you go to work today? Where did you go gallivanting around?"

"My fiancée won't let me touch her, so of course I have to cheat on her, otherwise I'll die of pent-up desire!"

Ye Feng walked to the table and said jokingly.

"rogue!"

Shen Luoyi cursed under her breath, then suddenly smelled his scent and exclaimed in surprise, "Why do you smell of blood?"

"Is there?"

Ye Feng pretended to smell it. He had indeed produced a lot of blood when he interrogated the assassin, but it hadn't gotten on his body.

Unexpectedly, Shen Luoyi's nose is so sensitive that she could actually smell it.

"On my way back, I saw someone slaughtering a pig and watched for a while."

Ye Feng gave a casual, perfunctory reply, then his gaze fell on Shen Luoyi, and he said with a wicked smile, "You're dressed so sexily waiting for me, do you want something to happen between us?"