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The seventh brother uses Iron Palm, which can easily shatter eight bricks with a single strike.

Lao Ba pondered to himself, "If this palm strike lands squarely, it will either kill me on the spot or break my bones and tendons."

Everyone present thought that Lao Qi could finish off Ye Chen with a single palm strike.

Ye Chen did not dodge, and only slowly raised his right hand when the iron palm was about to strike him.

Snapped!

The seventh brother's thunderous palm strike was caught steadily by Ye Chen with one hand, as if it had been struck on an iron plate, leaving him completely unmoved.

"Is that all the strength you've got?" Ye Chen's tone was filled with disappointment and disdain.

The seventh brother's expression changed instantly.

In Jiangcheng, no more than a fist could withstand his palm strike. Seventh Brother used seventy percent of his strength in that strike, and even Eighth Brother wouldn't dare to take it head-on. Yet this kid caught it with one hand.

While Lao Qi was still in a state of surprise and hadn't had time to retract his palm, Ye Chen suddenly exerted force with his five fingers and twisted them sharply.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound pierced the parking lot.

Then came a heart-wrenching scream, and a person was sent flying; one arm could be seen twisted.

Old Seven clutched his fractured right hand, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His eyes were still the same as when he came, but he had lost the ability to attack.

"Seventh Brother?" When the Eighth Brother saw that the Seventh Brother was injured, he was immediately enraged. He leaped up and pounced on Ye Chen like a black shadow.

The eighth brother was clearly stronger than the seventh brother. His leg techniques were faster and more ruthless than the seventh brother's palm techniques. He delivered a whip kick straight to Ye Chen's waist.

Ma Wu's underlings were stunned, thinking that Ye Chen was definitely finished this time. Who could withstand such a fierce offensive?

Just as the kick was about to hit his body, Ye Chen remained standing still, pressing down with his right hand to deftly deflect Lao Ba's whip kick. Then, he stepped forward with his right foot, his shoulder ramming into Lao Ba's arms.

Bajiquan, capable of moving mountains!

Ye Chen's seemingly light bump felt like a thousand-pound impact on Lao Ba's chest the instant it hit him. He was sent flying and crashed heavily into a car, shattering the windshield.

It only took a few minutes from start to finish.

Ma Wu's two trump cards in Jiangcheng are now incapacitated: one has lost a hand, and the other has been sent flying, likely seriously injured as well. Both have lost their fighting ability.

"Brothers, let's go! Kill him!" The blond-haired man brandished his machete and charged forward.

Ye Chen glanced at the seventh and eighth brothers, who were curled up on the ground groaning, and then at the thirty-odd thugs rushing over. He stopped hiding and immediately engaged the thugs in a melee with both hands.

When it comes to fighting, Ye Chen has never been afraid of anyone. He sparred with his master every day on the mountain.

Ye Chen moved nimbly, weaving through the thugs.

With every punch Ye Chen threw, someone fell to the ground; with every kick he gave, someone flew several meters away.

A steel pipe came crashing down from above, but Ye Chen dodged it by sidestepping. He then grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it, easily seizing the steel pipe. With a sweeping motion, he knocked down several opponents.

In the chaos, Ye Chen snatched a baseball bat from someone, but he didn't use it to hit anyone. He just held it as a decoration and used his other hand to hit people. It wasn't very harmful, but it was extremely humiliating.

Ye Chen thought that using a stick was too boring; it would be much better to use fists and punches, that would feel really satisfying.

A thug ambushed Ye Chen from behind, swinging a steel pipe with all his might, aiming it at the back of Ye Chen's head with a whooshing sound.

Such a sneak attack could not harm Ye Chen. Ye Chen simply turned his body slightly to the side, the steel pipe grazed his ear, Ye Chen grabbed one end of the steel pipe with his backhand, dragged the thug in front of him, and added a beautiful elbow strike to the chest, the thug immediately fainted on the spot.

A few minutes later, groaning thugs lay in the parking lot, no longer able to fight, and no longer as arrogant as when they first arrived.

Of the thirty-odd thugs, not one could stand up and speak.

Ye Chen dusted off his hands, scanned the entire scene, and finally fixed his gaze on the two people trembling behind the car.

Zhou Tianhao's legs were shaking so fast that they were completely out of his control. His face was deathly pale. He was as disheveled as he had been just moments before.

Zhou Tianhao had seen people who could fight, but he had never seen anyone this powerful. Was this even human? Was this some kind of monster that had taken drugs?

Ma Wu's expression wasn't much better. Last time, Ye Chen had already shocked him by taking down more than twenty ordinary underlings. This time, even Lao Qi and Lao Ba couldn't withstand a single move. He finally realized what level of existence he had provoked.

"Fifth Master, hello there! Aren't we friends? Why are you avoiding me?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Ye, we're friends. I just happened to be passing by..."

"Just passing by? I let you off the hook last time, but it seems you haven't learned your lesson at all, hanging out with someone like Zhou Tianhao?" Ye Chen slowly walked towards Ma Wu, each step making Ma Wu tremble with fear.

Cold sweat trickled down Ma Wu's forehead, tracing the lines of his knife scar. He forced a smile and said, "Brother Ye, Zhou Tianhao contacted me about this. It has nothing to do with me..."

Before Ma Wu could finish speaking, Ye Chen raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!

The slap landed squarely on Ma Wu's face, making him spin twice before collapsing to the ground. Half of his face swelled up instantly, and he lost two teeth.

"Whether I have a relationship with you or not, you know it in your heart." Ye Chen squatted down and gently slapped Ma Wu's face with his left hand.

"When you backed down last time, I knew you were resentful, but I don't care, because someone like you can't cause any trouble and poses no threat to me."

Ma Wu had been in Jiangcheng for decades and had seen all sorts of people, but this young man in his early twenties sent a chill down his spine.

"I can overlook the fact that your men used knives and guns today, but from now on in Jiangcheng, anyone or any vehicle belonging to Ma Wu who dares to disrespect the Jiang Group will be beaten to a pulp every time I see them. Do you understand?"

"I understand... I understand." Ma Wu's heart finally settled down; at least his life was no longer in danger.

Ye Chen turned to look at Zhou Tianhao.

Zhou Tianhao knelt down with a thud. All his airs of being a young master of the Zhou family and his arrogance of being a spoiled brat vanished at that moment.

"Mr. Ye... I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please forgive me this time!"

Ye Chen walked up to him, bent down, and whispered something in his ear that only the two of them could hear.

Zhou Tianhao collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected.

Ye Chen didn't want Jiang Ruoxi to see the chaotic scene, so he took out his phone and sent her a WeChat message: "Honey, there's a little trouble in the parking lot. When you leave, please use the main entrance. I'll wait for you there."

After sending the message, he walked over to Ma Wu and said, "Do whatever you want to do to that Zhou kid. Remember, don't try anything funny..."

After saying that, Ye Chen drove away, and immediately afterward, a pig-like scream came from behind.