With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

"What are you all standing there for?! Get him! Cripple this kid!"

Green Hair felt insulted and roared in a shrill voice.

Four thugs pounced on him at the same time!

The first blond-haired man rushed forward, throwing a punch straight at the face. Coupled with his fierce and menacing appearance, he looked rather intimidating.

However, in the face of this attack, Ye Yaocheng simply raised his hand, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him along.

The blond guy was thrown out like a sandbag, and "bang" knocked down the red guy who was rushing in from the left.

The two rolled around in a heap, overturning many tables and chairs.

Almost simultaneously, the fists of the two thugs on the right were already upon him.

Ye Yaocheng did not retreat but advanced.

His left fist lashed out and slammed into the nose of the crew-cut thug.

Click!

The sound of the nasal bone breaking was clear and piercing.

He thrust his right elbow backward, slamming it into the chest of the last bald man.

"puff......"

The bald man's eyes bulged out, and he bent over and knelt down, spitting out a mouthful of sour water.

The entire process took only two seconds.

The shop was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for the sounds of painful groans.

Green Hair's eyes widened, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg. "Is this Superman? How can he be so strong?"

He didn't even see how the other party made the move before all his underlings were down.

Ye Yaocheng shook his hand as if brushing off dust, then turned and walked towards Green Hair.

One step, two steps, the footsteps were very light, but each step felt like stepping on Green Hair's heart.

"You...you stay away!"

Green Hair stepped back, his calf bumping into an overturned chair, almost causing him to fall.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly bent down and pulled out a kitchen knife from his back!

The blade gleamed coldly.

"I'll kill you!"

Green Hair roared and charged forward, aiming a cleaver straight at Ye Yaocheng's forehead!

"Ye Yaocheng, get out of the way!" Jiang Wanyu screamed.

In her eyes, Ye Yaocheng was just an ordinary person. It was already impressive that he could take down four thugs at once. But this one was different; he had a knife!

Ye Yaocheng didn't dodge; just as the blade was about to touch his hair, he sidestepped.

The cleaver grazed the tip of his nose as it fell.

At the same time, he gently lifted his right foot.

Green Hair's body was tripped and he fell forward, crashing face down on the ground with a "bang".

The cleaver flew out of his hand and landed with a clatter in the corner.

Ye Yaocheng bent down, picked up the kitchen knife, and casually threw it into the kitchen sink.

The whole process was as easy as eating and drinking.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Green Hair lay on the ground, his face covered in blood from his nose.

He struggled to get up, but a foot stepped on his back.

"Still want to move?" Ye Yaocheng asked.

The voice was calm, but Green Hair instantly froze.

"You're dead! Our boss won't let you get away with this! You just wait!"

Although Green Hair was wincing in pain, he remained defiant and didn't forget to threaten the other party.

Ye Yaocheng raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Who's your boss?"

Listen carefully!

Green Hair straightened his head, gritting his teeth: "Black Dragon Society! We're members of the Black Dragon Society! If you know what's good for you, kneel down and apologize!"

Ye Yaocheng was stunned for a moment, his heart filled with joy, and he almost couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth from smiling.

"The Black Dragon Society?" he repeated, confirming. "The Black Dragon Society in Linjiang?"

"Scared now!" Green Hair thought he'd chickened out and immediately became arrogant. "Kid, you dared to offend the Black Dragon Society. Now kneel down and kowtow, and I might consider being lenient with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Yaocheng moved his foot off his back and stepped on his face, making his face make intimate contact with the ground.

"Kneel down? A lenient punishment?"

Ye Yaocheng smiled and gradually increased the pressure on his feet.

Green Hair's face was distorted from being stepped on, and his bones made a "crackling" sound.

"ah......!!"

"Big brother! Big brother, I was wrong! Be gentle! Be gentle!"

"It's just the Black Dragon Society, I don't really take it seriously." Ye Yaocheng leaned down, increasing the pressure under his feet.

Green Hair felt like his head was about to be crushed, and cried out, "Spare me, spare me, big brother! I'll never do it again!"

Ye Yaocheng then stopped.

Green Hair lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily, his face covered in shoe prints.

Ye Yaocheng's gaze swept over the other four thugs, and they all lowered their heads in unison, not daring to meet his eyes.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, all talk of face and dignity is utter nonsense.

"Big brother, we were wrong."

Green Hair scrambled to his feet, knelt on the ground, and pleaded, "Please, have mercy and just let us go."

"You can leave it there." Ye Yaocheng pointed to the mess on the ground. "You have to pay for damaging other people's property without cause, understand?"

"I understand! I understand!"

Green Hair immediately pulled out his phone: "I'll pay right now! Is five thousand enough?"

"Five thousand?" Ye Yaocheng laughed. "Haven't you heard of tenfold compensation? No bargaining, fifty thousand."

"Fifty...fifty thousand?!"

Green Hair's face turned green.

This is a huge loss. If I had known this evil spirit was here, I wouldn't have dared to come even if I had a hundred lives.

But seeing Ye Yaocheng's gaze, he swallowed hard: "We'll pay! We'll pay!"

The five thugs spent a long time scraping together 50,000 yuan and finally transferred it to Jiang's mother.

"Now... can we go?" Green Hair asked cautiously.

"Wait a minute," Ye Yaocheng called out to him.

Green Hair was almost in tears: "Big Brother, is there anything else you need? Can you just say it all at once? Just give me a quick answer..."

"Send me the address of the Black Dragon Society, I need to go there." Ye Yaocheng took out his phone.

Green Hair was taken aback, then a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

court death!

You delivered yourself right to my door!

Without hesitation, he retrieved the address and sent it to Ye Yaocheng's phone.

"Big brother, I've sent you the address." Green Hair lowered his head, hiding the cold smile in his eyes.

The image already flashed in his mind: this kid single-handedly storming the Black Dragon Society, being surrounded and beaten by dozens of people, losing his hands and feet, kneeling and begging for mercy—that image was simply too wonderful.

"Get lost." Ye Yaocheng waved his hand.

The five thugs, as if granted a pardon, scrambled away.

"Ye Yaocheng, thank you for today. I'm so glad you were here."

Jiang Wanyu walked over, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

"It's nothing," Ye Yaocheng waved his hand. "We're old classmates, it's only right."

Jiang's mother also came over, holding the transfer record of 50,000 yuan that she had just received, her hands still trembling.

"Young man, thank you so much for today." She handed him her phone. "Take this money and get out of Linjiang quickly. The Black Dragon Society is not someone we can afford to mess with."

Ye Yaocheng did not answer.

"Auntie, this money is compensation for your losses, and you should have received it anyway." He smiled. "As for the Black Dragon Society, I know what I'm doing."

Jiang's mother wanted to persuade him further, but seeing his calm expression, she realized he wasn't an impulsive person, so she finally sighed.

"Then you must be careful."

"rest assured."

Ye Yaocheng turned to leave, but then remembered something and turned back to Jiang Wanyu, saying, "If any more guys come looking for trouble, call me." He recited a number.

Jiang Wanyu quickly wrote it down and nodded vigorously.

"Yaocheng." She saw him to the door and said softly, "I'm sorry for getting you into trouble this time. Next time, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"must."

Ye Yaocheng smiled, waved, and turned to leave.

Half an hour later.

Suburbs, the headquarters of Heilong Group.

This is a ten-story detached building with a black glass curtain wall that gleams coldly in the sunlight. The entrance is imposing, with four bodyguards in black standing at the door.

Ye Yaocheng got out of the taxi and glanced at the address on his phone.

Yes, this is it.

Just as he was about to walk inside, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove up and stopped at the entrance.

The car door opened.

First, a short-haired woman came down, dressed in a black business suit, with sharp eyes and a brisk gait; she was clearly a bodyguard.

Immediately afterwards, the back door opened, and a high-heeled shoe stepped out, revealing a slender ankle and fair skin.

Then, he walked down.

Ye Yaocheng's eyes lit up.

She was a woman in her mid-twenties, wearing a champagne-colored suit skirt that perfectly accentuated her figure. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her features were as delicate as a porcelain doll's. However, the cold and imposing aura between her brows and eyes made people hesitant to approach her.

Especially those eyes, clear and deep, as if they held the entire starry sky.

Unlike Jiang Wanyu's fresh and refined beauty, this woman possessed a kind of oppressive aura of someone who had long held a superior position, yet she also had a fatal attraction that drew men to conquer her.

"Look again, and I'll gouge your eyes out."

The short-haired bodyguard noticed Ye Yaocheng's gaze and warned him coldly.

"Xiao Cui".

The woman in the suit spoke, her voice clear and cold like spring water.

She looked at Ye Yaocheng, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes: "Young man, are you here to discuss cooperation as well?"

Little brother?

Ye Yaocheng raised an eyebrow.

He looked the woman up and down, thinking: I really want to pin you against the wall and show you how big my brother really is, even my little brother is showing!

"I guess so," he replied casually.

"That's perfect." The woman smiled slightly. "Together?"

Ye Yaocheng looked at her outstretched hand.

Slender, fair-skinned, with neatly trimmed nails.

He smiled and took her hand.

"Okay."