Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei ignored him, took out a box of silver needles, and one by one, pricked them into the heads of the two girls.

After a while, the silver needles were used up, all the major acupuncture points on the two girls' heads were filled with silver needles.

The two security guards found his behavior strange but dared not ask him, only stood there dumbfounded.

After a long time, Yang Fei sighed and began to pull out the silver needles.

"Call the emergency services, they will sleep for twenty-four hours, after which they won't remember anything."

"As long as you two keep your mouths shut, no one will know what happened in the internet café."

Saying this, he turned around and looked coldly at the two security guards.

"Keep your mouths shut, or these two girls will jump off a building."

"If either of them meets with an accident, I'll make you pay for it with your lives."

Yang Fei's eyes flashed with a strange red glow, the malevolent aura frightened the two security guards, making their souls fly away, and they hurriedly promised Yang Fei they wouldn't say a word.

Yang Fei put Tiger Ghost's gaze, engraving fear and malice deep into the souls of the two security guards, having a strong deterrent effect.

Whenever the security guards want to tell, the fear generated by Tiger Ghost's might will stop them.

This is much more effective than any 'let emotion move reason' nonsense.

Yang Fei called Qin Xianfei and recounted the events.

Qin Xianfei screamed in fright over the phone, simultaneously filled with anger.

"Damn, this bunch of beasts..."

Yang Fei did not wait for her to finish and hung up, turned around and calmly looked at the two security guards.

"Do any of you know where the Zong family is?"

The two security guards exchanged a glance, one of them stepped forward.

"Brother Fang, I do know the Zong family, but that's the headquarters of Qingmen, I..."

Yang Fei waved his hand: "Then that's good, I need witnesses."

"You just need to take me to Qingmen."

The two security guards looked at each other in dismay, they had been dominated by Yang Fei with Tiger Ghost, their minds already under Yang Fei's control.

However, the fearsome reputation of Qingmen still made them hesitate.

"Brother Fang, Qingmen is wealthy and powerful, maybe we should call the police, or discuss it with Brother Jin..."

Yang Fei raised his hand, coldly stating.

"Jin Biao has already gone to Qingmen headquarters, as for calling the police..."

He sneered, looking at the faces of the two lying high school students.

"Once the police intervene, the reputation of these two girls will be ruined."

"If they were your sisters, would you want to call the police?"

The two high school students lying on the ground had been tormented all night.

Their faces were pale, like wilted little flowers, desolate and withered.

One of the security guards gritted his teeth.

"Brother Fang is right, we should settle this with our security department and Qingmen, what does Brother Fang plan to do?"

Yang Fei expressionlessly pulled out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep drag, and through his teeth came a sentence.

"Crush the Zong family, destroy Qingmen."

This made both security guards inhale sharply.

"Brother Fang, Qingmen is not easy to mess with, we can capture Young Master Zong, but to destroy Qingmen..."

Yang Fei sneered, his eyes flashing red: "Are you scared?"

"In a lifetime, one cannot always do things that are safe and predictable. One must have passion, and impulse, I can't believe you aren't angry."

Yang Fei ignited the blood of the two security guards.

Both raised their heads: "Alright, we'll follow Brother Fang's lead, crush Qingmen, destroy the Zong family!"

As the three left the internet café, Qin Xianfei was already racing over in her car.

At Yang Fei's request, she indeed came alone.

Qin Xianfei saw Yang Fei and the others getting into a taxi and immediately shouted.

"What are you all up to?"

Yang Fei turned, chuckling.

"Doing a man's job. Leave the students to you."

The three got in the taxi, and the driver asked the destination, then was startled.

"I don't dare get too close to the Zong Family Courtyard, can only take you to the intersection."

Yang Fei nodded: "No problem, drive on."

Thirty minutes later, the three got off at an intersection.

The security guard led Yang Fei along a street, from afar, they could see an old-style courtyard.

Within the red lacquered gate, red walls and tall buildings, imposing in grandeur.

Such a courtyard nestled in Sanhai, an international metropolis, is truly a miracle.

No amount of money can achieve this, if it were an ordinary person's courtyard, it would have been forcibly demolished long ago.

Although the two security guards had been stirred up by Yang Fei's passion, they were still somewhat timid upon arrival.

Yang Fei sneered: "Today we're doing a big job."

Saying this, he pointed to a large excavator not far from the corner.

"See that? You guys bring that over."

The two security guards simultaneously shrank their necks, looking at Yang Fei in shock.

"Brother Fang, you... what do you intend to do?"

Yang Fei chuckled: "Crush Qingmen, that's how you crush it, drive the excavator and follow me."

At this moment, Jin Biao was talking with Qingmen Sect Leader, Elder Master Zong.

Elder Master Zong was over sixty, yet still vigorous, looking outwardly no more than forty.

His beard was like silver, his complexion rosy, his entire qi-blood extremely abundant, even his face barely had wrinkles.

Having heard Jin Biao recount the incident at the school gate, Elder Master Zong smiled reservedly.

"The young lad acts recklessly, quite reminiscent of my Zong Qingzhi back in the day, good!"

Jin Biao felt a hidden anger.

This old bastard showed no criticism of Young Master Zong, instead boasted, not taking it seriously.

Jin Biao suppressed his anger.

"Saint Luo High School is Sanhai City's gateway school, Young Master Zong causing trouble at the school, and hitting our security guards last night, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Elder Master Zong laughed: "Kids, always mischievous."

"That young lad didn't come home last night, probably still asleep now, once he wakes up, I'll have him apologize to Chairman Jin."

Jin Biao couldn't help but snort: "As far as I know, Young Master Zong is twenty-three, right?"

"He's no longer a child. Is an apology all he gets after what he did?"

Zong Qingzhi detected a different tone, squinted slightly.

"Then, according to Minister Jin, for a child's small mistake, do you intend to send him to detention?"

He sneered: "Last time, you had my grandson locked up in the police station overnight, that debt remains unsettled."

"It was just for hitting a few security guards, causing a bit of trouble, what do you intend to do?"

At this moment, the old man's qi-blood surged aggressively, an overwhelming divine might rushing toward Jin Biao.

Jin Biao frowned, this old fellow's qi-blood surprisingly rivaling his own, also a Strength Transformation Heavenly Talent expert.

As Jin Biao knew, Qingmen's best fighters were not Zong Qingzhi the sect leader, but two Protector Elders.

Jin Biao furrowed his brow: "If Elder Patriarch Zong says so, then I have no choice."

"But the security guards injured by Young Master Zong are my men, I can't ignore it."

"If I don't seek justice for it today, I won't be able to face my brothers."

Zong Qingzhi laughed mockingly: "Justice? Is there justice in this society?"

"Just some mere security guards, what right do they have to demand justice?"