Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Before the Core Formation Expert could react, Yang Fei lifted him high into the air.

Yang Fei spun his body around like a windmill and then flung him out forcefully.

Not far away, five or six crossbowmen were knocked down directly by the heavy body of the Core Formation Expert, crossbow arrows flew out of their hands, scattering and scrambling.

Yang Fei rushed over, his dagger swishing several times, severing the hand tendons and foot tendons of several men.

A group of people fell to the ground, wailing miserably.

At this moment, Jin Biao came out from the side door with Young Master Zong as a hostage.

Young Master Zong, naked except for his shorts, had obviously been caught by Jin Biao when he was startled awake from his sleep.

A group of guards followed Jin Biao in trepidation.

They were afraid to act rashly, unable to let Young Master Zong be taken away by Jin Biao.

As Jin Biao just exited, his eyes widened.

In the hall, the elite Qingmen experts were all taken down by Yang Fei.

This included two Core Formation Experts and one Transforming Energy Peak expert.

What kind of monster is this guy?

Yang Fei laughed heartily, clapped his hands, and took Young Master Zong from Jin Biao.

The arrogance of the lord could still be seen on Young Master Zong's face.

Yet when he glanced at the hall, he was instantly petrified, his eyes filled with the terror of soul-shattering fear.

The elite Qingmen forces had all fallen, even the two Core Formation Experts were severely injured.

And Young Master Zong's grandfather, Zong Qingzhi, was clutching his throat, blood flowing freely as he lay on the brink of death.

Outside the hall, excavators were still rumbling away.

The Qingmen headquarters, a century-old residence, was reduced to ruins in an instant.

Young Master Zong's heart was like dead ashes.

No matter how foolish he was, he knew that after today, Qingmen's glory had turned to the past.

The elite disciples with tendons severed could no longer fight or kill.

Qingmen lost this core force and would soon be swallowed by the other three syndicates.

The gray businesses of Qingmen were not even to be mentioned; even their legitimate businesses would struggle to survive without Qingmen as their backbone.

Yang Fei pushed Young Master Zong forward, who cried out loudly, struggling desperately.

"What are you doing? Let me go, help!"

Some of the Qingmen disciples who were not injured, seeing this fiend, dared not advance.

Following Jin Biao, the Qingmen guards all looked ashen-faced, stopping to dare not chase after.

Yang Fei pushed Young Master Zong forward, he struggled hard, but was no match for Yang Fei, forced to move unwillingly.

The Sanhai City Police Department's alarm center phone rang.

An old policeman answered the call, and upon hearing a word, his eyes almost popped out.

"What, the Zong Family Courtyard has been forcefully torn down? Who has such guts?"

Qingmen is a giant in Sanhai City's underworld, involved in all sorts of criminal cases in the western district.

Therefore, Qingmen was always a key focus for Sanhai City Police Department's Criminal Investigation Department.

But respecting current economic development needs and a stable and harmonious atmosphere.

The comrades in the Criminal Investigation Department, despite being bitter at Qingmen, never made a move against them.

On the other hand, Qingmen Sect Leader Zong Qingzhi was an old fox, very strict with his disciples.

Even if they committed crimes, they wouldn't leave hard evidence for the police and would make scapegoats take the fall if necessary.

The police could do nothing about Qingmen.

It can be imagined how shocked this old policeman was upon knowing Qingmen was overrun, and even its headquarters demolished.

The old policeman immediately reported to the chief.

The chief was also surprised and immediately deployed police forces, rushing to the Zong Family Courtyard.

The police acted swiftly.

Yang Fei had just pushed Young Master Zong out of the main entrance when he heard sirens blaring in the distance, five or six police cars rushing over.

Over a dozen criminal investigators arrived at the scene.

Not far away, a military truck carrying a full load of armed policemen charged over.

The armed police quickly blocked all nearby roads and cordoned off the area.

Yang Fei initially wanted to take Young Master Zong away to give him a good beating.

But seeing this setup, he knew he couldn't leave, so he simply stood his ground.

At this moment, the Zong Family Courtyard was already leveled by excavators, debris scattered everywhere.

Yang Fei waved his hand, signaling Jin Biao and two security guards to quickly escape.

Jin Biao gave Yang Fei a complex look, then quietly left with the security guards.

Even though the police had set up cordons, the crowd that rushed over upon hearing the news surrounded the area in layers.

Those slightly informed about the inside story looked at the wreckage of the Zong Family Courtyard, all inhaling a cold breath.

The once thriving and powerful Qingmen had been flattened by an unknown figure.

Who the hell is this guy?

Even those unaware of Qingmen widened their eyes in shock.

The Zong Group was one of the top conglomerates in Sanhai City, with wealth comparable to nations, and the Zong Family was a top-tier wealthy clan in Sanhai.

This ordinary young man, who not only provoked the Zong Family but also leveled their courtyard, truly had guts.

"Damn, I've learned something today, there are such fierce men in this world."

"So fierce, Qingmen, just like that, it's wiped out?"

"Karma hit the Zong Family, the group of hoodlums who made their fortune through forced demolition got their ancestral graves razed."

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Though distant, Yang Fei still heard the discussions clearly; he couldn't help but smile coldly.

It seemed, indeed, the Zong Family was evil, fallen blood luck, but cheered by many.

The police all drew their guns, aimed at Yang Fei, to prevent him from escaping with the hostage.

Facing all these gun barrels, Yang Fei gripped Young Master Zong's throat with one hand, completely at ease.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly blew out white smoke.

"Release the hostage, lock your hands behind your head, and squat down immediately."

Several criminal investigation police, treating it as a significant threat, one officer shouted loudly.

Qingmen's power was so extensive, yet taken down single-handedly by this guy, injuring countless people.

It was imaginable how terrifying this guy must be?

Yang Fei felt a piercing sensation at his temple and heart.

He understood in his heart, that he had been locked on by the armed police snipers.

Though, Yang Fei couldn't be bothered by it, quietly smoking.

Seeing the police, Young Master Zong seemed to see his savior.

He struggled even harder, making muffled sounds from his throat.

Before long, Special Agent Xu Li arrived, seeing the leveled Zong Family Courtyard, his face turned pale.

He realized Yang Fei had caused great trouble.

Xu Li, in police uniform, walked over to Yang Fei, aiming his handgun at Yang Fei with a serious expression.

"Hand them over, surrender, or I'll shoot."

He was speaking while signaling Yang Fei to comply with him.

Yang Fei chuckled, releasing Young Master Zong's throat.

Young Master Zong immediately screamed.

"Officer, save me, I won't dare anymore, save me."

At this moment, a glint suddenly flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.

Xu Li felt his heart jump, gun pointed without hesitation at Yang Fei.

However, Yang Fei just lightly patted Young Master Zong's shoulder.

"You got lucky."

Young Master Zong felt a slight pain and discomfort in his chest.

He turned back bewildered, completely puzzled as to why Yang Fei released him so easily.

Within a second, he scrambled frantically towards Xu Li.