Invincible Young Master in the City

Those five or six thug-like security guards felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar; their limbs were stiff, cold sweat soaked their backs, and their faces were pale white as they stepped back.

"Don't provoke this guy! The killing aura on him, who knows how many people he has killed." They warned themselves in terror, feeling that facing Ye Fan was scarier than facing their own boss.

"Don't you call your boss over to see me!" Ye Fan's gaze swept over those five or six securities like a blade.

Those guards trembled all over as Ye Fan's gaze passed over them, and one of them was so frightened that he wet himself.

"Ri, right away, right away." They quickly responded in fear and immediately opened their pagers to call their superior.

At the same time, such a commotion stirred up the entire first floor, and dozens of thug-like security guards quickly surrounded them.

It was the first time someone dared to cause trouble in the Sky Wolf Security Company. These guards were both shocked and apprehensive, merely surrounding Ye Fan without daring to make a move.

Although Ye Fan was surrounded by a group of fierce-looking security guards, he wasn't the least bit nervous, standing proudly with a calm demeanor.

Soon, there was a sound from the direction of the lobby's elevator, and the dozens of guards surrounding Ye Fan started shouting, "Brother Xi is coming, Brother Xi is here."

The crowd parted to create a path, and a middle-aged man in a black suit and sunglasses came forward, surrounded by a crowd.

The man in sunglasses carried a bit of an imposing manner under the spotlight.

Stopping more than two meters away from Ye Fan, the man in sunglasses stared at Ye Fan, neither speaking—the air suddenly became tense.

If it were someone else, they might have been overwhelmed by the pressure exerted by the man in sunglasses, but unfortunately, he was facing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan let out a laugh and said sarcastically, "Stop pretending! You must be the boss of Sky Wolf Security, right?"

"How dare you disrespect Brother Xi!" shouted a person standing behind the man in sunglasses to his left.

Following the shout, that person stepped forward, an aggressive and fierce aura filling the entire hall.

Ye Fan glanced at the man, noting his small stature but exceptionally robust body, his thick and powerful long arms, muscles bulging, his triangular eyes bloodshot with a murderous look.

"Eh?" Ye Fan was slightly surprised, sensing that this person might be skilled and definitely had blood on his hands.

However, he remained undaunted, snorted coldly, "I am talking to your boss, not you! Get back!"

"Is that so? Hehe..." The man laughed instead of getting angry, his smile filled with a bloody scent, his open mouth and teeth giving the illusion of a beast baring its fangs, "I, Zheng Hu, want to see what qualifications you have to speak to Brother Xi!"

With that, he stepped forward aggressively.

"Bang" a sound echoed, and everyone in the hall could feel the ground shake, those with sharp eyes could see the marble under Zheng Hu's feet crack like a spider web.

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, seeing Zheng Hu charging like a ferocious tiger, his fist not yet arrived but the punch's wind did, the air emitted a "crackling" sound like the burst of firecrackers, even causing a sonic boom.

"Interesting, he's actually a master of ancient martial arts," commented Ye Fan with a hint of amusement. Instead of retreating, he advanced, throwing a punch both casual and timely.

Boom!

A deafening explosion ensued, as if a car tire bigger than a man had suddenly burst.

At the same time, centered on Ye Fan and Zheng Hu, the breeze blew fiercely, scraping across the faces of those nearby as if sliced by a knife, making their noses choke up, their bodies involuntarily retreating several steps.

Not just that, the wind raged through the entire hall, turning everything in the hall into a mess, even the knives, sticks, and daggers placed on both sides of the hall were blown down, as if a twelfth-level hurricane had passed.

Ahh—

A scream tore through people's eardrums, Zheng Hu's exceptionally stout body was hurled out, knocking down five or six thug-like security guards behind him, yet his body didn't stop until it finally "banged" against a wall six or seven meters away.

Everyone in the hall was unbelievably shocked, unable to believe the ferocity of a single punch. Was this a scene from an ancient martial arts movie?

Zheng Hu crashed against the wall and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. He looked at Ye Fan, who remained calm, in terror and incredulously asked, "Are you, are you a master of dark energy?"

Inadvertently, he had switched to a respectful form of address.

Ye Fan stood with his arms crossed, enigmatic as he responded, "What do you think?"

By then, everyone in the hall had snapped out of their shock, gasping in awe and stepping back rapidly as if seeing a monster, distancing themselves from Ye Fan.

Brother Xi, wearing sunglasses, completely lost his previous swagger and rushed anxiously to Zheng Hu's side, asking nervously, "Brother Zheng, are you alright?"

After being helped up by two security thugs, Zheng Hu pressed his voice and said, "Brother Xi, I'm sorry I'm powerless. You'd better meet all his demands."

"What?!" Brother Xi was utterly shocked, his complexion wholly changed.

Zheng Hu was a top fighter whom he had recruited at great expense. He knew well that not only was Zheng Hu highly skilled in martial arts, but he also had a ferocious nature and was fearless. Now, just a single punch had crushed Zheng Hu's courage.

"No way!" Brother Xi protested, "He dares to run wild on my turf. If I cowardly agree to his demands, where will I stand in the future!"

He paused before adding, "I refuse to believe that with nearly a thousand brothers in this building, we can't take him down!"

"It's useless," Zheng Hu sadly shook his head, "Even if you gather three thousand brothers, they won't be a match for him."

"In my office, I have some guns hidden, including two AK47s. I don't believe he can withstand bullets!" Liu Tianxi said with a fierce murderous aura.

"It's useless," Zheng Hu shook his head again, seriously warning, "Brother Xi, do you think someone with my skills would be afraid of guns? For someone like him, unless it's a fully armed and well-trained battalion, and that too when he's unprepared."

Hearing this, Liu Tianxi's face fell.

Zheng Hu advised, "Brother Xi, you better treat him cautiously. We really can't afford to provoke him. If he truly decides to kill, hiding in a military camp will be futile."

Liu Tianxi came back to his senses, reluctant but forced to swallow his pride, nodding, he said, "Okay."

Then, he turned around, removed his sunglasses, squeezed out a smile and approached Ye Fan, saying, "I am Liu Tianxi, the general manager of Sky Wolf Security Company. May I have the honor of knowing your esteemed name?"

"Ye Fan," Ye Fan said indifferently, not at all surprised by Liu Tianxi's reaction.

"So, it's Brother Ye, my apologies for not recognizing you sooner, I've heard much about you," Liu Tianxi said ingratiatingly.

However, Ye Fan suddenly retorted coldly, "Heard much my ass, do you even know who I am? Stop buttering me up."

Liu Tianxi was choked up, his face turning red, especially in front of so many of his men, nearly losing face. But remembering Zheng Hu's description of how formidable Ye Fan was, he had to forcefully suppress his anger.

He continued to force a smile, "Haha, Brother Ye jokes. It's an honor to host you, Brother Ye. Please, allow me to welcome you to my office."

Ye Fan wanted to refuse, but then he thought, having just entered and then leaving immediately after settling the issue might make it hard to keep a low profile in the company.

So, he said coldly, "Lead the way!"

"Haha, this way, please," Liu Tianxi said respectfully, making a gesture and leading the way personally.

Ye Fan followed proudly.