Just as a bloody battle was about to erupt, a lazy voice rang out from behind the thugs:
"Causing trouble at my girlfriend's company? I'm afraid I can't allow that."
As the voice faded, a man appeared, hands clasped behind his back.
Ye Feng had arrived.
The man with the braid heard the commotion behind him. He turned and saw Ye Feng approaching alone.
The man with the braid was so furious he almost laughed. "Who the fuck is this wild monkey, popping out of nowhere and daring to boss me around? Get the hell away from me, or I'll fucking chop you to pieces."
Before he could even finish, Ye Feng sent a powerful slap across his face.
A sharp CRACK echoed as the man with the braid was sent flying from the force of the blow.
A moment later, a calm voice spoke:
"You've got a filthy mouth. You were asking for it."
The man with the braid struggled to his feet, pointing a trembling finger at Ye Feng. "You bastard… you actually dare to hit me? I swear I'll cripple you today…"
But before he could finish, Ye Feng struck again with a backhand slap. This one was even harder, knocking the man straight to the ground.
Ye Feng looked down at him with a slight smile. "Still running that filthy mouth of yours? I'll just have to keep slapping you until it's clean."
The man with the braid staggered to his feet, leveling his machete at Ye Feng and bellowing, "Fine! You dare hit me again! If I don't turn you into mincemeat today, I'll take your goddamn name! Brothers, get him! Chop him up!"
With that, he gripped his machete and charged at Ye Feng, leading the attack. His goons followed close behind, raising their own weapons.
Seeing that Ye Feng was about to be overwhelmed, the security chief couldn't stand by. He raised his rubber baton and roared, "Men! This young man is standing up for us! We can't just watch him get hacked to pieces! Let's go help him!" With a final shout, the chief charged forward.
Ye Feng's imposing presence ignited the fighting spirit of the other guards. Gripping their rubber batons, they followed their chief and charged into the fray.
An all-out brawl seemed inevitable!
But just then, a bald man behind the leader recognized Ye Feng. He looked at his boss and shrieked:
"Boss, stop! Whatever you do, don't touch him!"
The man with the braid spun around, his eyes bloodshot as he roared at the bald man, "He fucking slapped my face swollen, and you're telling me not to touch him? Is he your goddamn father?"
The bald man's face was pale as he shouted, "Boss, even if he were my father and you were beating *me*, I wouldn't stop you! But this man… he's more terrifying than my own father! Even Master Cui has to respectfully call him 'Boss' when he sees him!"
The leader stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. He whirled back to the bald man and shrieked, "You're saying… he's Master San's boss?"
The bald man swallowed hard. "That's right! Last time, when Liu San's place got trashed, he begged Master San to come and sort things out. I went with Master San. The person who did the trashing… was him. I saw it with my own two eyes. The moment Master San saw this man, he dropped to his knees on the spot."
BOOM!
Those words struck the leader like a thunderclap, nearly knocking him dead on his feet.
'My God, this was a man his own boss had to kneel before, and I was waving a machete at him? That's like having a death wish!'
The leader couldn't take it any longer. He stumbled over to Ye Feng and fell to his knees with a THUD, kowtowing repeatedly as he cried out in a shrill voice:
"Sir! I didn't know who you were! I offended you… I'm so sorry! I'm kowtowing to you now, please, don't lower yourself to my level!"
When the other thugs saw their boss kneeling, any arrogance they had vanished. They hastily threw down their weapons, and a series of THUDS followed as they all dropped to their knees. A chorus of DOK DOK DOK filled the air as they began kowtowing frantically to Ye Feng.
The security guards, who had charged in ready for a life-or-death struggle, stopped dead in their tracks, completely dumbfounded by the scene. 'Just who is this young man? How is he so intimidating?'
Ye Feng spoke calmly, "All of you, get lost."
The leader scrambled to his feet with a quick "Yes, sir!" and led his men in a panicked retreat.
The security chief rushed over and grabbed Ye Feng's hand, his voice thick with emotion. "Sir, our savior! Thank you! If it weren't for you, none of us would have made it out of this unscathed today!"
Ye Feng gave a slight smile. "Take me to see your President Wang."
The security chief nodded eagerly and led Ye Feng toward the office building.
'Wang Luyao,' Ye Feng thought to himself, 'I truly hope you're the girl I've been dreaming of.'
With that thought, he followed the security chief, striding purposefully away.