Upon hearing this, Ding Miaoyan’s expression instantly turned bizarre, and she wanted to get angry, but Huo Xiaoxuan quickly grabbed her.
Huo Xiaoxuan leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Sister Yan, this guy is doing it on purpose, don’t mind him."
Fang Yi, with his back toward Ding Miaoyan, could only feel the sharp glare she shot at him.
At that moment, the man in the leather jacket heard Fang Yi’s words, scoffed sarcastically, "Kid, you’re not kidding, right? Two wives? You think you’re living in ancient times."
Fang Yi’s expression remained gentle as he smiled, "They really are my wives."
The man in the leather jacket laughed even more mockingly, "Kid, you want to enjoy the fortune of having multiple wives? But anyway, I advise you to step aside, or else you’ll end up lying on the ground later, and that won’t look good for you."
Fang Yi smiled slightly, "Don’t be angry. Actually, up to now, I still don’t know what grudge or grievance you guys have."
The man in the leather jacket pointed to his own eyes and sneered, "Look at my eyes, this dame did it." He pointed at Huo Xiaoxuan.
It was then Fang Yi noticed that the man in the leather jacket’s left eye was slightly closed and greasy.
"He’s talking nonsense! It was clear that he was staring at my bust and trying to take advantage of me!" Huo Xiaoxuan shouted angrily.
Fang Yi felt embarrassed, glanced at the girl’s chest, and indeed, those two lumps were quite enticing.
The truth was, Huo Xiaoxuan had been buying roasted chicken legs with Ding Miaoyan when the leather-jacketed man and his crew came up, harassing them. Overcome with anger, Huo Xiaoxuan poked the man’s eye with a chicken leg.
Subsequently, Huo Xiaoxuan and Ding Miaoyan fled. Fortunately, the night market was crowded, and they weren’t caught by the man and his gang.
The man in the leather jacket felt somewhat guilty, and at that moment, a ruffian approached and whispered in his ear, "Boss, we’re the bad guys, and with so many of us, why waste words? Just do it."
The man in the leather jacket seemed to awaken from a dream. Yes, there were five or six of them, and only one man on the other side, with the two women lacking fighting skills. What was there to fear?
Seeing the man in the leather jacket’s expression change, Fang Yi guessed what he was thinking. He was as calm as a clay figure, lightly saying, "Fighting is not good, fighting is wrong, stay calm, don’t be impulsive."
The man in the leather jacket was already trying to restrain himself, after all, this was the South Sea Alliance’s territory, and he couldn’t cause too much of a scene, but Fang Yi’s words thoroughly infuriated him.
"Damn it, still daring to talk nonsense! Brothers, come on!" The man in the leather jacket snarled.
His followers started to get loud.
"Come on! Kill the kid!"
"Steal the women! Charge!"
The followers were all raring to go, the last sentence revealing their intention. Women were like drugs, stimulating drugs at that, fantasizing about overpowering Fang Yi and then doing as they pleased.
"Why bother," Fang Yi sighed.
Huo Xiaoxuan balled her fists, her face flushed with excitement, but because she was too close, Ding Miaoyan quickly pulled her back to avoid her getting hurt.
The first to rush forward was a short man, shorter than an average person and sleazy-looking. He charged forward, showing off, but Fang Yi simply kicked out and sent this noisy short man flying.
Meanwhile, others also gathered around.
The place, bustling with hot pot diners, immediately became even livelier. The path in front of the stall was so crowded that passersby had to stop and watch, and traffic became completely congested.
The customers inside the tent also consciously stood aside, careful not to get involved.
For Fang Yi, facing five or six punks was hardly a warm-up exercise; after all, he was now at Human Level 9, just one step away from reaching Earth Level.
If classified by the agents of Dragon Team, Fang Yi was now stronger than a Blood Dragon Guard, and these ruffians were no match for him.
At this moment, the man in the leather jacket, who initially wore a grim smile, suddenly had a drastic change in expression. Seeing his underlings falling one after another, his eyes darted around and then fixed on Binnan Shen not far away.
The man in the leather jacket pulled out a dagger and dashed over, placing the blade against Binnan Shen’s delicate throat, yelling, "Stop! Just stop! Or I’ll kill her!"
The previously leisurely Fang Yi saw this and instantly fury marked his brow.
Several injured ruffians, seeing their boss had captured a hostage, thought Fang Yi would surrender. They painfully staggered to their feet and charged at Fang Yi again.
One ruffian was caught by Fang Yi, who casually twisted the arm, breaking it, causing the ruffian to scream in agony like a slaughtered pig.
Another ruffian approached, Fang Yi punched him squarely in the head, sending him crashing to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing violently—an extremely gruesome sight.
Cowered, the remaining ruffians all backed down.
And the bystanders causing the traffic jam were utterly shocked.
"Fuck! That’s brutal!"
"This is more thrilling than a movie!"
"He’s too ruthless, that punch gave the guy a concussion!"
"These scumbags are shameless, using a woman to threaten!"
Some felt it was unfair for Fang Yi; it was meant to be a fight among men, yet the man in the leather jacket took his aggression out on Binnan Shen, and this outraged them.
Seeing that Fang Yi had no intention to stop, truth be told, the man in the leather jacket also felt uneasy.
The next moment, with a grim face, Fang Yi walked toward him.
"Don’t come any closer! I swear don’t come any closer, I’ll really do it!" the man in the leather jacket yelled desperately. He appeared threatening enough, but he didn’t have the guts to kill.
Fang Yi didn’t stop and walked straight up to the man in the leather jacket, speaking indifferently, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"
Faced with Fang Yi’s intense gaze, the man’s hands trembled, and because of this, the dagger slightly cut through a bit of skin on Binnan Shen’s neck, drawing blood immediately.
With a loud yell, the man in the leather jacket threw the dagger away and kept backing up.
"Don’t touch me, my uncle is the Vice Alliance Hierarch of the South Sea Alliance. If you dare to lay a hand on me, you’re dead!" the man in the leather jacket, chilled to the bone by Fang Yi’s icy stare, had no room left to retreat.
Provoked, rage flared up in Fang Yi’s heart, he stepped forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and threw him to the ground, then hammered down fiercely with his fist.
The punch collapsed the man’s nose, eliciting an earth-shattering scream of agony.
Yet Fang Yi did not stop; his body was full of ferocity, and he swung his fist again.
Outside, there was a loud shout, "Mr. Fang, please stop!"
This voice sounded somewhat familiar to Fang Yi, but he didn’t stop; his fist still brutally swung down.
And this punch left the man in the leather jacket completely unconscious. Inspecting his face, it was bloodied and features blurred beyond recognition, nearly at death’s door.
Inside this shed, including the night market alley outside, a deathly silence reigned.