15: Chapter 15: Cut the Grass, Remove the Roots 15: Chapter 15: Cut the Grass, Remove the Roots The silvery moonlight poured down from the night sky, and Tianhai was considered a first-tier city in Huaxia Country.
At night, the streets were filled with the glow of colorful lights, and a cacophony of music leaked out from the nightclubs.
Ye Chenfeng stealthily made his way through the night towards the Yunhu Group.
The Yunhu Group was housed in a four-story building; the original owner had not wanted to sell it to Qian Yunhu because the offered price was pitifully low.
Who would have guessed that the day after the owner refused Qian Yunhu, the owner’s entire family mysteriously vanished from Tianhai, and their young and beautiful daughter became a slave to everyone at Yunhu Group, enduring all sorts of inhuman treatment.
Like father, like son.
Qian Yunhu had had it easy in Tianhai for so many years, did he really think he was the emperor of this territory?
Even though Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force was only at the Second Level, infiltrating Yunhu Group and killing Qian Yunhu shouldn’t be too difficult a task.
Inside Qian Yunhu’s office, all was silent.
Qian Yunhu glared at the five or six subordinates in front of him, each one with their head lowered.
Normally, these men were experts in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling.
Now, when it was time for them to exert themselves, they wouldn’t even let out a fart?
“Trash, all of you are trash.
What use is there in keeping you in the Yunhu Group?” Qian Yunhu shouted furiously.
Isn’t he just a fool with panic disorder?
And now old man Ye is critically ill.
Can a mere Ye Chenfeng really cause any trouble for me, Qian Yunhu?” Qian Yunhu sat in his comfortable leather chair, gripping the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white with tension.
The telephone on Qian Yunhu’s desk suddenly rang, and he answered with impatience.
But as soon as he heard the voice on the other end, his expression instantly turned to one of apprehension and fear.
Not until the phone began emitting a “beep-beep-beep—” busy signal did Qian Yunhu’s spirit deflate, his face growing as white as a sheet as he muttered to himself, “Old man Ye wasn’t actually sick?
So, I can’t touch Ye Chenfeng now?”
“How can I, Qian Yunhu, swallow this insult?” Qian Yunhu’s gaze shifted to his subordinates, still with heads bowed, and he barked, “You have three days to capture Tang Xin for me.
Since I can’t touch Ye Chenfeng, I can still mess with Tang Xin, right?
This little bitch started all of this, now I want to see how pretty she is.
When she’s in bed, I’ll make her beg for life and death.”
Ye Chenfeng had already been outside Qian Yunhu’s office door for a while, listening to Qian Yunhu’s shameless words; he was relieved he had come tonight.
Otherwise, by the time he had got to Tianhai military district, Tang Xin might have suffered.
And by then, even killing the beast Qian Yunhu wouldn’t undo the harm done.
A man like Qian Yunhu should have disappeared from this world long ago, alive only to waste air and the country’s food.
“What are you standing around for?
Why aren’t you figuring out a way to bring Tang Xin to me?
If you can’t handle this, don’t show your faces to me again.” Qian Yunhu was as infuriated with his useless men as he could be.
The subordinates didn’t dare utter a word, and they quickly turned to leave, but unknown to them, a figure had already silently entered the office, leaning against the back of the door, watching everyone present with a mocking look on his face.
Qian Yunhu also noticed the figure leaning against the back of the door and asked suspiciously, “Who are you?
What brings you here?”
Being able to come into the office unnoticed, Qian Yunhu didn’t dare to be the least bit negligent; the figure might be a tough character, and the situation was clearly not in his favor.
“I just took care of your son today; what do you think I am?” Ye Chenfeng said with a meaningful smirk.
Qian Yunhu’s face suddenly changed, then relaxed again, and he asked, “Are you Ye Chenfeng?
You dare to come here?
I wasn’t planning to touch you, but since you’ve come, I can’t very well lack the courtesy due to a guest!
You men, get him, just don’t kill him.”
According to what Qian Yunhu knew from the past, Ye Chenfeng’s skills were nothing to fear.
Regardless of whether he had post-traumatic stress disorder, today he would definitely not be able to leave the Yunhu Group alive.
Qian Yunhu was determined to torment Ye Chenfeng properly, just as long as he left him breathing.
After all, it was Ye Chenfeng who had sought him out tonight, and when the time came, the Yes could probably do nothing about it, not to mention that Qian Yunhu’s backing was not at all inferior to the Yes.
Now that Qian Yunhu had given the order, why wouldn’t his subordinates make a move?
Besides, in their eyes, Ye Chenfeng didn’t look like a tough character at all, with his delicate and tender appearance, he seemed more like a pretty boy.
The first to rush forward was a tall and burly man, his fists big as casserole pots smashing directly at Ye Chenfeng’s head.
Dealing with such a kid, he did not use his full strength for fear that one punch might kill the opponent outright.
But his thoughts were wrong, and very wildly so.
Ye Chenfeng dodged the punch, and at the same time, reached out to grab the other’s wrist, yanked it forward, and slammed the burly man’s head against the door.
With a “bang,” the office door was smashed with a hole, and the burly man’s head got stuck in it, with blood gushing out, quickly covering his entire face in red.
Ye Chenfeng shrugged nonchalantly, his eyes filled with piercing coldness, and said, “Qian Yunhu, today you must die.”
Sitting in the leather chair, Qian Yunhu was still thinking about how to toy with Ye Chenfeng!
But when he looked up, what he saw was this scene?
It was simply inconceivable.
That burly man was one of the few skilled fighters around Qian Yunhu.
His body trembling violently, he felt the thick killing intent emanating from Ye Chenfeng, and now he couldn’t care about anything else, shouting, “Kill him for me, kill him for me.”
Even if killing Ye Chenfeng would lead to endless retaliation from the Yes, Qian Yunhu had no choice.
He knew that tonight, it was a matter of him or Ye Chenfeng dying.
The remaining four subordinates, who were originally just waiting to watch the show, had not anticipated that the burly man wouldn’t last a single move against Ye Chenfeng?
They each pulled out cleavers and iron rods and started to encircle Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng no longer intended to hold back.
His footsteps easily dodged the combined assault, and with a “snap,” he reached out and directly twisted the neck of a man wielding a cleaver.
The man’s eyes bulged, his body abruptly fell to the ground, dead beyond any doubt.
Picking up the cleaver from the man, Ye Chenfeng’s attacks became even more ruthless, far beyond what these thugs could withstand.
One had his head sliced off, blood splattering everywhere; another had the cleaver stab directly through his heart; the last one had the cleaver pushed into his backside, dying a violent death.
Qian Yunhu trembled all over, his heart utterly chilled.
If he’d known earlier that Ye Chenfeng was so skilled, he would not have picked a fight with this King Yama, pushing himself into a dead end.
“Young Master Ye, I, Qian Yunhu, was too rash, please spare my life and I’ll give you one million, no, two million.
There’s a safe in this office, I can give you the money right now.
I’m the only one who knows the combination, what do you say?” The only thought in Qian Yunhu’s mind now was how to survive?
Quite tempting, but killing you, I can still get the money,” Ye Chenfeng said as he kicked a cleaver on the ground, sending it piercing through Qian Yunhu’s throat.
Qian Yunhu clutched his throat, his words unclear, and a few minutes later, he was thoroughly dead.
Ye Chenfeng didn’t need Qian Yunhu’s help to open the safe; such a minor matter hardly troubled him—it was child’s play!