My Lustful Aunt | Chapter 862 Going Up There's No Choice But to Die

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The two fists clashed, leaving a moment of silence before a deafening 'crack' and a deafening roar!

Two massive waves surged outwards simultaneously, engulfing Ye Fan. He was forced to stagger back several steps, only managing to regain his balance with the aid of his Ninja Shadow Fist technique. His chest heaved, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

Ye Fan was secretly impressed; such powerful fist force!

Looking at his underlings, he saw they too had been swept away by the same wave, blown into corners, their bodies sprawling on the ground, foaming at the mouth, seeing stars, without uttering a sound. None of them could rise again.

Old Bu couldn't believe his eyes. His trained soldiers, the iron-blooded warriors honed through countless days and nights, had been defeated by their most formidable formations—formations that had been forcefully broken... The

supposedly impenetrable Divine Turtle Formation, the unparalleled One-Word Long Snake Formation...

just like that, rendered useless...

Old Bu stared blankly, his mind reeling. He couldn't comprehend why this had happened...

In contrast, Zhang Qianqiu's face remained unchanged. But inwardly, he was in turmoil. He knew the power of these two formations better than Old Bu, for he had brought them from the organization.

Even within the organization, no one, except for that now transcendent being, had ever been able to forcibly dismantle such formations.

What kind of opponent was he facing? He suddenly felt a pang of regret today, regretting his meddling. In his view, Wang Xiaoyang, or even Wang Qiuyang, wasn't worth making an enemy of such a formidable opponent. He had miscalculated today.

"Your formation is quite good. At least, being able to beat me like this, you certainly have the right to be arrogant," Ye Fan said earnestly, shielding Old Bu.

His expression told Old Bu that this man wasn't mocking him, but Old Bu couldn't laugh. His dozens of underlings had been knocked down in a single move. Was this a respectable achievement?

Old Bu's lips moved, feeling a bitter taste, but he didn't know what to say.

Ye Fan's display of skill completely stunned the people below, especially the group of underlings brought by Tian Shu. They were all trembling with fear, afraid that Ye Fan might use them as practice targets if he was in a bad mood.

Ye Fan walked step by step towards Wang Xiaoyang, who was already pale with fright. Wang Xiaoyang, who had just witnessed Zhang Qianqiu's arrogant demeanor, was now trembling uncontrollably, knowing he was probably doomed. The thought of being beaten to a pulp filled him with despair.

Zhang Qianqiu nudged Lao Bu. He knew he couldn't protect Wang Xiaoyang today, but he needed to make a show of force to avoid Wang Xiaoyang's wrath. Although his organization wasn't afraid of a mere municipal party secretary, this was their territory, and he would need to make a living here in the future, so he had to be cautious. "

Lao Bu will probably just be throwing his life away if he goes up there," he thought bitterly, but there was nothing he could do.

Lao Bu finally recovered from his shock. Seeing Ye Fan walking towards Wang Xiaoyang, he instinctively stepped in front of Ye Fan, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.

Ye Fan paused slightly, looking at Old Bu with surprise. "You're going to stop me?" he asked.

"I can't let you harm the guests in Heaven and Earth No. 1. That's our rule here."

"Are you sure you can stop me?" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes at Old Bu, completely dismissing his words. What kind of bullshit rule was that? If his father, Wang Xiaoyang, wasn't the municipal party secretary, would they be so eager to protect him?

Old Bu smiled bitterly, his face full of helplessness. "Even my most confident Divine Turtle Formation, which I trained to withstand any frontal attack, was knocked down by your punch. I can't possibly be your match." Old Bu understood this very well. Ye

Fan nodded. Since Old Bu already knew the outcome, his continued actions showed he was a worthy opponent. Ye Fan usually used his strongest move against a worthy opponent; this was probably what was meant by

mutual respect. "You are a worthy opponent, so I've decided to use my most powerful move to defeat you," Ye Fan said earnestly.

"Thank you." Old Bu, facing Ye Fan, completely lost his usual arrogance; all he felt was a desire to hold out a little longer.

"Watch closely, this move is called the Invincible Whirlwind Kick!" Ye Fan's legs danced in a flurry of motion, so fast that it was impossible to see where his feet were; from a distance, he looked like a whirlwind.

Old Bu stared wide-eyed at the constantly moving shadow, dumbfounded.

Zhang Qianqiu cursed inwardly, "What an idiot! Even if you know you can't beat him, you don't need to stand here like a fool and let him beat you up! What's your nickname? Hurry up and use your Iron Hand!"

Just as Zhang Qianqiu was about to warn Lao Bu, the ball of light had already moved swiftly to Lao Bu's side. Suddenly, Ye Fan unleashed a series of sweeping kicks that struck Lao Bu's chest. Lao Bu felt as if his chest had been smashed by a thousand-pound sledgehammer, and then he was sent flying backward, spraying blood as he pleased in mid-air… Thankfully, he held on for two seconds, which was quite impressive…

Ye Fan's whirlwind kick was indeed more powerful than the Cloud-Dispelling Fist, but he hadn't expected Lao Bu to not even dodge. What was this burly man thinking?

Ye Fan couldn't quite understand, but fortunately, seeing that Lao Bu hadn't made a move at the last moment, he withdrew half his strength. Even so, Lao Bu was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up.

Zhang Qianqiu's heart was bleeding. Lao Bu was ruined just like that? He was someone he had brought out of the organization, someone who had followed him for so many years!

This Ye Fan… a murderous intent gradually rose in his eyes…

Ye Fan sensed a certain killing intent emanating from the surrounding air. In the blink of an eye, he saw Boss Zhang's bright smile. “Brother, not bad skills. We’ll stay together forever. I, Zhang, will remember this and repay you a thousandfold in the future. Let’s go!”

After saying that, he strode away. The doors that had been tightly closed suddenly opened heavily again. This was the first time they had failed to “close the door to beat the dog” and were instead beaten up.

“I will definitely defeat you!” Old Bu looked at Ye Fan, clutching the shocking footprint on his chest, and staggered away. As for the henchmen Zhang Qianqiu brought, not one of them could get up yet.

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