At the beginning, I found 100 million in a rental house.

Ye Feng remained unmoved.

However, Hai Ling'er was clearly afraid that Ye Feng would suffer a loss, so she quickly pulled Ye Feng back and whispered in his ear, "Brother Ye Feng, please don't be impulsive!"

"This man is called Ghost Fang. He used to be a ruthless man from our village. He was vicious and had amazing martial arts skills. Decades ago, he killed his parents for money. After he got out of prison, he gathered a group of fellow inmates and formed a team outside. They did dirty work for big bosses. I don't know how much blood is on their hands!"

"This guy is a mad dog. He'll bite anyone for money and has been to jail countless times!"

"Most importantly, I heard that he's gotten involved with one of the biggest gangs in the neighboring coastal province, making him very dangerous..."

Just as Ye Feng was about to say that he was even more formidable, Gui Ya blew a smoke ring in his direction, squinted, and said, "I heard you've mastered a secret technique for beachcombing, guaranteeing a bountiful harvest?"

"Where did you hear that from?" Ye Feng immediately changed his tune and asked back.

"Damn it, our boss is asking you a question!?" Beside Ghost Fang, a bald man with a large scar on his head immediately glared at Ye Feng and pointed at him!
"If you keep acting so arrogantly, believe me, I'll cripple you first, then we'll talk."

Upon seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes turned slightly cold.

Seeing this, Zhuang Xiaoqiao's pretty face also turned a little frosty. "I didn't expect that even today, I would still see people pretending to be gangsters!"

"It seems that my country's fight against organized crime still has a long way to go!"

Guiya glanced at Zhuang Xiaoqiao upon hearing this, and said with a forced smile, "Little sister, you're wrong about that. We brothers aren't pretending to be gangsters!"

"Anyone in the coastal area who asks around in any bar or nightclub will know the prestige of my Ghost Fang name!"

As he spoke, Guiya took another drag of his cigarette, then looked at Ye Feng and said directly, "Alright, I'm too lazy to waste any more words."

Ghost Fang stretched out his hand towards Ye Feng, "Hand over the secret to beachcombing, or I'll spare your life today!"

Ye Feng almost laughed. "What, are you saying that if I don't obey, you're going to attack me today?" "Young man, you don't seem to understand what I mean?" Gui Ya's eyes immediately turned dangerous. "I'm giving you a chance now, don't be ungrateful!"

Ye Feng was about to step forward and show him who was really ungrateful, but Hai Ling'er had already grabbed him first and gave Gui Ya a fawning smile, "Uncle Ya, these two are from out of town and are here to experience life, so please don't make things difficult for them."

"They are all wealthy people from out of town. They came in helicopters, and they might even know the big bosses behind you!"

"Bullshit!" Ghost Fang spat and sneered, "I sent people to inquire before I came!"

"There aren't two such prominent figures in any coastal province!"

"At best, they're just nouveau riche!"

"You think you can scare me? You're not good enough!"

Hai Ling'er trembled in fright, somewhat at a loss for what to do, "Uncle Ya..."

"Shut up!" Ghost Fang yelled, throwing his cigarette to the ground. He said menacingly, "If you say another word, I'll teach you a lesson too!"

"Uncle Ya..." Hai Ling'er still wanted to speak up for Ye Feng and Zhuang Xiaoqiao.

"Damn it, little brat, can't you understand what our big brother is saying?!" The bald man with a scar on his head who had previously scolded Ye Feng now had a stern face and walked directly towards Hai Ling'er.

As he walked towards Hai Ling'er, he grabbed her collar, pretending to pull her in front of him and discipline her.

Hai Ling'er was so frightened that her face turned pale!
Just as the bald man's large hand passed Ye Feng and reached for Hai Ling'er's collar, a loud slap suddenly rang out. The bald man was sent flying, spinning 720 degrees in the air before finally crashing to the ground with a thud.

"Your mouth stinks!" Ye Feng casually rubbed his wrist, which had just been used to slap someone, as if he had done something insignificant. (End of Chapter)