1161: Chapter 1154: Borrowing a Knife to Kill Someone?
1161: Chapter 1154: Borrowing a Knife to Kill Someone?
“Thud!” A sound.
Just as Jin Sanshi was incinerated to ash by the fiery energy within the Earth Flame Crystal, Jin Jianzhuang, who had been gleefully following close behind, with an ecstatic smile on his face, suddenly went weak at the knees, collapsed onto the ground with a thud, his complexion instantly turning deathly pale.
Looking at what was once his brother Jin Sanshi, now reduced to ash, and at the Earth Flame Crystal lying quietly on the ground, Jin Jianzhuang scrambled away from it in a panic, his body shaking uncontrollably.
Nobody present, except for Ye Chenfeng, had anticipated Jin Sanshi’s fate would end in incineration.
Even Dong Wanru, standing beside Ye Chenfeng, widened her beautiful eyes slightly in shock.
Could this strange Crystal Stone be so powerful?
Then why was Ye Chenfeng unaffected while holding it?
Jin Sanshi’s father, Jin Weiqiang, had his calm demeanor freeze in place.
He could not believe that his little son, who was just alive and kicking moments ago, had turned into a pile of ashes within a few seconds?
After a brief moment of shock, Jin Weiqiang’s anger grew even more intense.
Ye Chenfeng was indifferent to Jin Sanshi’s death.
After all, if Ye Chenfeng hadn’t regained some of his strength, he might as well have died at the hands of Jin Weiqiang and the other ordinary people.
Ye Chenfeng turned to Dong Wanru with a faint smile and said: “Remember what I promised you?
I will help you seek justice.
I think from today on, no one on Flaming Sun Island will dare to gossip about you anymore.”
Then, Ye Chenfeng addressed Jin Weiqiang and the others, saying, “Line up, one by one, and apologize to Dong Wanru.”
Ye Chenfeng’s words struck a chord in Dong Wanru’s heart, touching a softness that she hadn’t felt since the death of her parents.
Even her uncle, Dong Qingshan, would only occasionally show her secret care.
Having someone so openly and righteously defending her was a scene she would only encounter in her dreams.
However, Dong Wanru quickly came to her senses.
Jin Sanshi had just died because of the Earth Flame Crystal.
She didn’t think Ye Chenfeng could deal with so many youths wielding iron pitchforks.
Just as she was about to speak up, Jin Weiqiang preempted her, roaring, “Do you see?
This strange man is probably a demon summoned by Dong Wanru.
If we do not eradicate these two demons, our Flaming Sun Island will never be at peace.”
Jin Jianzhuang, sitting on the ground, gradually collected himself.
He couldn’t care less to ponder why Ye Chenfeng was unaffected by the Earth Flame Crystal, coming close to being incinerated himself.
His eyes filled with murderous intent, he snatched an iron pitchfork from one of the youths and hurled it at Ye Chenfeng, bellowing, “Die!
Just die!”
The iron pitchfork flew swiftly toward Ye Chenfeng’s chest, yet Chenfeng stood still with no intention of dodging.
Witnessing this, Jin Jianzhuang sneered, “Scared stiff, this bastard’s been scared stiff by my pitchfork.
Little brother, I’ll avenge you soon.”
Jin Jianzhuang was well-known in the village for his great strength; the combined effort of three or four robust youths couldn’t match his power.
As Jin Jianzhuang rapidly threw the pitchfork, those nearby started to chatter.
“Jianzhuang’s pitchfork thrust is fierce and ruthless!
That kid is sure to be pierced straight through the chest.”
“Demons like this, who consort with Dong Wanru, deserve to die.
It’s just that Sanshi bro’s death is so unwarranted this time!”
…
Dong Wanru, standing beside Ye Chenfeng, saw him motionless and thought he was frightened.
She urgently cried out, “Chenfeng, dodge quickly, dodge!”
But it was already too late.
With a “clang!” the pitchfork struck Ye Chenfeng’s chest violently, creating a metallic clanging sound.
Instead of a scene where Ye Chenfeng’s chest was bloody and pierced, the pitchfork’s head that hit Ye Chenfeng’s chest bent at a 45-degree angle due to the forceful impact.
Ye Chenfeng casually shrugged his shoulders, patted his chest, and said, “Is this your way of tickling me?
Or did you just skip breakfast?”
What a joke.
Knowing that Ye Chenfeng’s injuries had already completely healed, and his physical strength was at the Saint Level, how could an ordinary person possibly break his body?
Dong Wanru hurriedly walked two steps upon seeing this scene and extended her fair, jade-like hand, caressing Ye Chenfeng’s chest as she asked, “Chenfeng, are you really alright?”
“Do I look like something’s wrong with me?” Ye Chenfeng replied casually.
After confirming that Ye Chenfeng was alright, Dong Wanru looked at her hand that had been on Ye Chenfeng’s chest and quickly retracted it with a blushing face, having lost control of her emotions momentarily upon seeing that Ye Chenfeng was unharmed.
“Gulp!
Gulp!
Gulp!——”
Meanwhile, Jin Weiqiang, Jin Jianzhuang, and the others were desperately swallowing their saliva.
Was Ye Chenfeng’s body made of diamond?
How could it bend a metal fork?
Just when everyone was immersed in shock, a fierce voice rose: “Jin Weiqiang, I, Jiang Huajun, have lost my patience.
Tomorrow was supposed to be the deadline for your response, but now, I want your answer today.”
A gang of about a hundred people approached from a distance, the same bandits that had arrived at Flaming Sun Island a few days ago.
The man leading them, named Jiang Huajun, was the boss of this gang, and each of them was holding a gun.
Jiang Huajun walked up to Jin Weiqiang while the surrounding people dared not make any moves, having already witnessed the power of guns.
Jin Weiqiang and the others had grown up on Flaming Sun Island, unaware of this extremely powerful weapon called a “gun.”
Jiang Huajun patted Jin Weiqiang’s head with the muzzle and said, “We just made a trip to your village and found out that you had come this way.
Before coming here, I had a good time with your wife.
I must say, your wife is quite well-maintained.”
Upon hearing this, Jin Weiqiang’s face turned extremely ugly.
His first wife had died long ago, and his second wife, who was only in her thirties and quite exceptional in many aspects, was still alive.
Although enraged to the extreme, seeing the gun in Jiang Huajun’s hand, Jin Weiqiang ultimately chose to compromise.
He forced a smile and said, “For our entire village to become your slaves, that’s not impossible.
However, you’ll have to agree to one thing for me.”
“What is it?
Let’s hear it,” Jiang Huajun asked.
Jin Weiqiang pointed at Ye Chenfeng not far away, saying, “Help me kill this kid, and everyone in our village will become your slaves.” Ye Chenfeng’s recent display had already intimidated Jin Weiqiang.
He wanted to use Jiang Huajun and his gang to get rid of Ye Chenfeng.
As for becoming their slaves?
Jin Weiqiang didn’t entertain that thought—this was just a stalling tactic.
Right now, he hoped that Ye Chenfeng could be strong enough to inflict substantial casualties on Jiang Huajun and his gang so that he could benefit from their misfortune.
However, seeing Jiang Huajun’s gang of over a hundred armed with firepower, Jin Weiqiang knew that mutual destruction was unlikely.
As for what to do next, they would have to wait until Jiang Huajun and his men had taken care of Ye Chenfeng before making a long-term plan.
Jiang Huajun turned his gaze towards Ye Chenfeng and smiled, “This request is too simple.
Alright, I agree.”
Jiang Huajun addressed Ye Chenfeng, “Kid, you’re unlucky to have encountered me, Uncle Jiang.
Would you prefer to end yourself or have my brothers give you a ride?”
“I choose neither, as soon will be your turn to depart,” said Ye Chenfeng, a slight arc forming at the corner of his mouth, his expression calm and collected.
This ridiculous attempt by Jin Weiqiang to borrow a knife to kill someone—if Ye Chenfeng were compared to a majestic dragon soaring through the heavens, then Jiang Huajun and his men would be no more than a nail clipper.
Could a nail clipper kill a dragon?
Such a notion was utterly absurd.
(To be continued.
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