The Last Sentinel

The roar of the Grand Cherokee shattered the tranquility of the mountain village.

Ye Feng had no way out at this point.

The ever-kind-hearted Hongmeng First Sentimentalist in the chat group has completely lost control. If there isn't a bloodbath today, it might be hard to end this.

The problem now is, you're in another world, while I'm back home!

My hometown is a society governed by law. If I were to commit such a bloody act in the Great Xia society, wouldn't I be heading straight for jail time?

But if I reject HarmonyOS's first deep affection and don't seek revenge, how will my friends in the group evaluate me?

The group members will say they're spineless, how could our prestigious Transmigrator Club produce such a coward! Coward!

Your family has been bullied like this, and you're just a coward, too afraid to even kill someone. Do you even deserve to sit at the same table as us transmigrators?

Hurry up and leave the group, don't embarrass yourself!

"Son, why don't we leave instead of going back to the village?"

The blind old woman, Hongmeng's most affectionate confidante, trembled as she said, "In the village, they outnumber us and are no match for us!"

Ye Feng said, "I'm going back to the village to get justice for my mother!"

The blind old woman said, "But they outnumber us! The village head's third son runs a sand quarry; their family is large and powerful. You're just one person against six men in their family; we're no match for them!"

"Besides, you don't have anything to do. Let's leave the village, go somewhere else, and start a new life."

There's no need to go back.

Brother Long, standing to one side, reassured her, "Auntie, don't worry, with me here, no one will dare to act tough with you!"

Ye Feng added, "Mom, don't be afraid. My brother Long is a retired soldier, he's very capable!"

Brother Long said, "Ahem, strictly speaking, I am an active-duty soldier. I haven't retired, but my mission is to teach security."

As the two were talking, the Grand Cherokee stormed into the village.

This is a village built against a mountain, with farmland above and below. The houses in the village vary in height and quality, with some houses comparable to villas and manors, while others are still houses with blue tiles and mud walls from the last century.

"stop!"

"I'm talking to you guys!"

As we rounded an intersection, several passing villagers blocked the car's path.

Brother Long rolled down the car window. "What are you doing!"

The leader, a burly man with bushy eyebrows and bulging whites, angrily shouted, "I should be asking you what you're doing here! Don't you know strangers aren't allowed in the village?!"

Two men beside him said, "Judging by your attire, you don't look like an ordinary person! You're from the underworld, aren't you?"

"In my opinion, they're probably Sha Laoliu's men! Sha Laoliu's not happy about it, is he? You're his accomplices, aren't you? Get out of the car!"

Several men grabbed shovels and started banging on the car doors and windows, each displaying an arrogant and domineering demeanor.

At this moment, a man noticed the elderly woman inside and exclaimed in surprise, "Old Lady Lu, what are you doing in the car? Didn't you jump into the river? How are you still alive?"

Before the other person could finish speaking, the car door was kicked open, sending the man flying.

Ye Feng could no longer hold back. If he didn't take action now, the First Affection would start cursing his ancestors!

Before the man could react, Ye Feng stomped on him with a big foot.

But even faster, the men opposite reacted, surrounded Ye Feng, and pinned him to the ground.

"Brother Long!!"

"Here you are!"

Even faster, a dark shadow came crashing down on him!

A pair of nunchucks whistles through the air, swung like a black shadow of a hurricane; a touch will injure, a tether will leave you lying down!

Brother Long swung his nunchucks around once, and seven or eight men lay on the ground groaning in pain, while the remaining one or two men ran away without looking back!

Those guys lying on the ground rolled around while taking out their phones to make calls.

"Damn it! We've run into a tough customer!"

"Quick, call the three bosses! Don't let them get away!"

"Call them now!"

Ye Feng wanted to say something, but Brother Long simply opened the car door. "Get in first! This SUV is bulletproof; even a small-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle can't penetrate it. Roll up the windows, and no matter what happens, don't come out. Leave the outside to me!"

Ye Feng said, "This, this won't do, I have to beat them up!"

Brother Long said helplessly, "I could take on a hundred or two of these guys by myself! Your presence outside will only hinder my fighting!"

Ye Feng felt bitter. "I understand what you're saying, but I don't hit people. The First Affection will curse my ancestors. I have to beat people up myself to get into the perspective of hitting people and calm the First Affection down."

Just as the two were arguing, a large dump truck came roaring towards them.

The moment Ye Feng saw the dump truck, his pupils constricted.

The front of the dump truck was obviously twisted and damaged, and one of the headlights was broken. The distorted lettering of the license plate, A8501, was very familiar to Ye Feng.

It's that car!

It was that dump truck that ran a red light at 80 mph and knocked me flying!

Son of a bitch!

I was just wondering how to find you! And here you are, delivering yourself right to my door!

It's truly a case of "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly!"

Brother Long noticed Ye Feng in Hongwen and hurriedly asked, "Brother, what's wrong? Do you have a grudge against them?"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Yesterday morning, when I was crossing the road, this dump truck was going 80 miles per hour and hit me, sending me flying more than 30 meters away. Luckily, I survived, but my electric scooter is totaled. That bastard!"

Brother Long said, "The other party attempted murder! Things are getting more and more interesting."

Just as Ye Feng and Brother Long were talking, a dump truck came crashing into them head-on, colliding with the Grand Cherokee.

However, the Grand Cherokee remained completely still, while the dump truck suddenly roared up and billowed black smoke.

Even faster, dozens of men jumped off the dump truck, each carrying weapons—long knives and short sticks—and surrounded Brother Long and Ye Feng.

"Damn it!"

A thug in a plaid shirt barked menacingly, "Does Sha Laoliu want to die? You dare come to my territory to cause trouble! Don't you even know who owns this place?!"

Ye Feng stared at the thug leader. "Is this car yours?"

The gang leader retorted, "What's not mine is yours!"

Ye Feng nodded. "Good, well done!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly swung his nunchucks, and the sticks slammed into the thug's fat face!

The nunchucks' immense force ripped through the thug's face, leaving him bloodied and screaming in pain, "Beat them! Kill them both! They're not leaving this village alive today!"

Dozens of men around them attacked Long Ge and Ye Feng simultaneously.

Brother Long rushed forward, snatched a broadsword, and with a gleaming blade, leaped into a lunge stance, unleashing a series of circular slashes that drove back the crowd that surrounded him.

"Get in the car!"

Brother Long brandished his broadsword, repeatedly saying, "There are too many people, over a hundred! We're no match for them. Let's go to the car and wait for rescue!"

Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly rushed back to his car.

Brother Long chopped down a few more before quickly jumping into the car!

The car was now surrounded by a crowd. The thug leader, his face covered in blood and eyes blazing with rage, yelled, "Men, get some gasoline! Burn his car!"

"Kill them!"

"damn it!"

Inside the car, the first woman, deeply in love and mentally unstable, trembled and was at a loss.

However, reinforcements still hadn't arrived, and with gasoline poured onto the SUV, Ye Feng was about to turn into a roast duck in a simmering oven.

The atmosphere in the chat group was playful.

Immortal Dharma King: Brother Ye is too weak. He was beaten up in the car after only a few rounds.

Master of Machines: Sigh, there's nothing I can do. My hometown is a low-dimensional universe, so many techniques are unusable. Otherwise, I should just pass on the Righteous Sword Technique to him directly, and he could wipe out all the survivors within eight hundred miles in no time.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Feeling: Stop with the sarcastic remarks, what do we do now?! Can anyone come up with a solution?!

The 15th Realm Martial Artist sighed leisurely: "My hometown is indeed a low-dimensional universe, but martial arts is a cultivation method that does not consider the environment. Martial arts can be practiced in all dimensions!"

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: Then make your move! Give Ye Feng a sudden enlightenment! Let him learn some of your techniques!

Fifteenth-level martial artist: I want to help too, but Ye Feng's body simply can't withstand my enlightenment. I'm afraid that with just one enlightenment, Ye Feng will explode, shattered into pieces, his meridians bursting! If Ye Feng explodes, we won't be able to watch the live broadcast from our hometown anymore! I can't take that risk!

Ye Feng: How about that Brother Long who's driving? He's a soldier, and he seems pretty tough!

Fifteenth-level martial artist: This is worth a try. If he really explodes, it won't affect everyone's interests.

Ye Feng turned to Brother Long and said, "Brother Long, I have a martial arts technique you'd like to learn?"

Brother Long, who was on the phone calling for help, was stunned. "What kind of martial arts skill? Did you get hit on the head, bro?"

Ye Feng said, "There's no time, Brother Long, close your eyes, I'll give you a divine enlightenment and transfer your cultivation technique!"

Brother Long paused for a moment, then remembered the professor's evaluation of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is a true genius in all fields; he seems to be able to handle anything!

If you get along well with him, you'll reap the benefits in the future!

Brother Long nodded, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm ready!"

Ye Feng pointed his finger at the back of Brother Long's head in the group chat.

Group notification: A martial artist at the 15th level has provided a folder titled "Martial Saint Breathing Technique" and has designated group member Ye Feng as the recipient.

Group notification: Ye Feng has received the folder 【Martial Saint Breathing Technique】.

Group notification: Ye Feng has downloaded the folder "Martial Saint - Breathing Technique"!

Ye Feng tapped Long Ge's head with his finger, and a golden light appeared at his fingertip, which then entered Long Ge's body.

The next moment, Long Ge's muscles twitched all over his body, veins and tattoos bulged from under his skin and bones, and veins on his forehead bulged. He was in pain but also in ecstasy. "This, is this the legendary martial arts manual? Hahaha! Brother, from now on you are my second parents, my mentor!"

"Those bastards outside, they're going to die!"

Before he finished speaking, Brother Long kicked open the car door and leaped out, his body enveloped in a layer of bloody phantom, like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable!