Extraordinary Demon King Soldier

Because of his longing for Phoenix, Ye Qiu was already in a bad mood!

And now Wei Liangjun came to provoke him, making Ye Qiu's face look even more unpleasant!

More importantly, Wei Liangjun, the fool, dared to step his dirty foot on Phoenix's portrait.

Phoenix is Ye Qiu's reverse scale!

Anyone who touches Ye Qiu's reverse scale, no matter who they are, must pay a terrible price!

"Since you're courting death, don't blame me!" Ye Qiu's eyes burned with anger!

"Hahahahaha!"

Wei Liangjun burst into a brazen laugh upon hearing Ye Qiu's words, as if what Ye Qiu said was the funniest joke he had ever heard:

"A mere driver like you dares to challenge me? I'm courting death? What can you do to me?"

"Slap!"

Ye Qiu, not wasting words with Wei Liangjun, gave him a slap straightaway, clean and swift without any hesitation.

In an instant, five blood-red handprints appeared on Wei Liangjun's face.

Silence!

In the entire café, there wasn't a sound; everyone was wide-eyed, dumbfounded as they stared at Ye Qiu, not expecting him to actually take action.

Then, Wei Liangjun, as if gone mad, screamed: "You dare hit me? You actually dare hit me?"

"I specifically hit you!"

After saying that, Ye Qiu gave another "slap" on the other side of Wei Liangjun's face, and this time, without holding back, one slap made Wei Liangjun's once handsome face swell up.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Wei Liangjun shouted madly, charging at Ye Qiu without a care.

But what greeted him was the huge fist of Ye Qiu.

"Bang!"

This punch landed straight on his nose bridge, and with a "crack" sound, his nose was crooked, and then snot mixed with blood gushed out.

"Damn, you're tired of living, daring to lay hands on Young Master Wei."

The little followers behind Wei Liangjun finally reacted, yelling, and rushed aggressively towards Ye Qiu.

Although Wei Liangjun and his people had numbers, these hedonistic sons of wealthy families were mostly wasted by debauchery, thus posing no threat to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu faced the siege of the crowd with calm composure, allowing them to surround and attack him.

"Slap slap slap!"

In the next second, a series of sounds echoed throughout the café.

All the onlookers in the café were stunned!

For every one of those rich kids charging at Ye Qiu, there were that many being slapped away by Ye Qiu, and Ye Qiu's movements were so crisp without any excess actions.

"This guy is awesome!"

"No doubt about it, his ability to slap faces is first-class!"

"He definitely trained for this!"

Countless people marveled at Ye Qiu's face-slapping technique, which was no longer just simple action but had become an art, a science!

In just a few minutes, Wei Liangjun and his gang were all sprawled out on the floor.

Ye Qiu didn't lay hands on the flamboyantly dressed women, just gave them a glance, making them retreat in fright.

"And you dare put on airs like that?"

Ye Qiu glanced around at everyone, his face showing only disdain.

However, Wei Liangjun couldn't accept this outcome, pointing at Ye Qiu and cursing:

"Bastard, you dare to hit me? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Ye Qiu's face darkened a few degrees upon hearing Wei Liangjun's curse, but in the next second, his veins popped out.

Unknowingly, Phoenix's portrait had fallen onto the ground, and coincidentally, it was being stepped on by Wei Liangjun.

"Move!"

Ye Qiu's voice was extremely cold, devoid of any emotional tone.

It was like the voice of the Death God, or the Demon, making Wei Liangjun's eyelids twitch violently as he glanced down instinctively, seeing the portrait.

He intended to move his foot, but halfway through, as if recalling something, he stomped down again, roaring: "I won't move, what the hell can you do to me?"

By this time, Wei Liangjun was almost overwhelmed by rage; from childhood, he was always surrounded and pampered by others, like the stars surrounding the moon, never had he suffered such humiliation.

Moreover, the one who humiliated him was one whom he always looked down upon, Ye Qiu, who had a humble occupation!

"Then I'll take care of you!"

A flash of coldness appeared in Ye Qiu's eyes, and in an instant, Wei Liangjun felt a blur before his eyes, and Ye Qiu was already in front of him.

"Slap!"

Without exchange of words, a slap followed.

"Ye Qiu, I'll kill you!"

Ye Qiu ignored him and delivered another slap.

"You motherf..."

"Slap..."

"I..."

"Slap!"

Now, whenever Wei Liangjun opened his mouth, Ye Qiu immediately silenced him with a slap.

"Slap slap slap..."

Even Ye Qiu lost count of the slaps he delivered, only knowing that at this moment, Wei Liangjun's entire face was swollen like a pig's head, with several teeth knocked out by him.

"No more hitting..."

Now Wei Liangjun no longer had his previous high-spirited demeanor; he was a complete mess, his face covered in blood, not to mention a string of snot and saliva hanging down.

"Apologize!"

"I, I apologize!"

Now Wei Liangjun was truly frightened; although he hadn't seen what his own face looked like, he was sure he was disfigured.

He knew well he wasn't Ye Qiu's match, and persisting any longer would only bring himself more harm.

"I'm sorry..."

Due to some of his teeth being slapped out by Ye Qiu, Wei Liangjun spoke with a lisp.

Ye Qiu, hearing him, didn't accept his apology but frowned and said, "Not to me, but to it..."

After saying that, Ye Qiu pointed to the ground.

Wei Liangjun was puzzled, and following Ye Qiu's direction, he saw a piece of white paper lying on the ground with a painting of an exceptionally beautiful woman.

"You want me to apologize to this piece of paper?" Wei Liangjun widened his eyes, looking at Ye Qiu in disbelief.

"Will you apologize or not?"

"Are you out of your mind, asking me to apologize to a piece of paper?"

Wei Liangjun thought Ye Qiu had definitely lost his mind, asking him to apologize to a piece of paper? Was this a joke?