Chapter 115 [The Organization Where Demons Gather]

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"Boss Fang, is it? You’re very clever!" Ye Chenfeng complimented. Fang He smiled, "Brother, you’re the clever one, using such a method to meet me!" Indeed, if you had directly told the security or the staff at Entertainment City that you wanted to meet the boss, even if you had managed to meet him, several hours would have passed. Ye Chenfeng’s approach of starting a fight was bold, yet it was the most effective. And lo, he got to meet Fang He directly. "You had everyone leave. Aren’t you afraid I might harm you?" Ye Chenfeng sat down on the leather chair opposite Fang He. "Haha..." Fang He laughed loudly, "Brother, if you were to make a move, I’m afraid my men wouldn’t be enough for you to finish off!" Just now, Fang He had seen everything clearly through the video. He had encountered many experts, and in his view, Ye Chenfeng definitely belonged to the top tier, at least like no one else in the night of Yang’s world. The phrase ’not enough for you to finish off’ was his exaggeration, but in Fang He’s view, taking down Ye Chenfeng would definitely come at a great cost! "Smart of you to realize!" "May I know how to address you, brother?" This was the second time Fang He had asked for Ye Chenfeng’s name, but he wasn’t the least bit impatient. "In the martial world, those who respect me call me ’Lei Feng’, though I am truly undeserving!" "Brother, you really have a sense of humor!" Fang He smiled. Ye Chenfeng changed the topic, "Boss Fang, I heard you’re known as ’the all-knowing of the martial world’ in Jiangnan, so I came specifically to ask about someone!" "Who?" A flicker of unease passed through Fang He’s eyes. "Siyeh!" The long ash hanging from the cigarette in Ye Chenfeng’s mouth dropped at the same time. Fang He’s face changed, "Siyeh?" "Is there a problem?" Ye Chenfeng scrutinized him. "I don’t know him!" Fang He answered straightforwardly. Ye Chenfeng was slightly puzzled, "Really? Is there a person that even the all-knowing doesn’t know?" "Brother, you should leave. I really can’t help you with this!" Fang He’s tone was very firm. "Looks like I need to take some measures, then?" A cold smile appeared on Ye Chenfeng’s lips. Fang He’s expression also turned very cold, "Brother, everything has a limit. Don’t do something excessive! Otherwise, even my wrath would be more than you can withstand!" "Then I really must see what stirs up your wrath!" With that, Ye Chenfeng grew even more interested. "Boom!" The door burst open, and the security captain, with a large group of men, charged in fiercely surrounding Ye Chenfeng. Ye Chenfeng extinguished his cigarette butt and twisted his neck, "Finally, I can get some exercise, otherwise doing radio exercises every day my body would have rusted!" "Insolent! Seeking death!" A large group of security guards rushed up. "Bang bang bang... slap slap slap... boom boom boom... ugh ah..." A sequence of disjointed sounds mixed with screams echoed in the room, and after a moment, only two people were standing in the room, Ye Chenfeng and Fang He. The others were sprawled on the ground, groaning with swollen faces and bruises, none able to be combative anymore. Especially those who had laid hands on Ye Chenfeng before, were more severely injured and wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for ten days to a half month. "Boss Fang, ask them all to leave, so we can talk further, shall we?" Ye Chenfeng’s gaze turned to Fang He. Fang He was nearly scared to death, and quickly said, "You guys scram now!" "Hold on!" Suddenly Ye Chenfeng called out. "What’s up, brother?" "Call him to stay!" Ye Chenfeng pointed at the chief of security. "Alright, you stay, everyone else out!" "Boss Fang finally has some peace." "Yes, yes, yes, brother, do you want a drink?" Fang He was already trembling with fear. Fang He, a connoisseur of people, initially thought Ye Chenfeng was a first-rate expert. But after the short yet spectacular "performance" just now, Ye Chenfeng had ascended to the ranks of a super-first-rate expert. In the underworld of Jiangnan, there were probably very few characters like him. Fang He could not afford to provoke such people. "No need, let’s talk business. Where is Si Ye?" "This..." Fang He seemed hesitant. "Come here!" Ye Chenfeng beckoned to the chief of security. "Ah?" Unsure of what was to happen, but the chief of security, trembling, stepped forward. "Snap!" Without warning, Ye Chenfeng grabbed the bottle from the table, smashed it, and exposed the ferociously sharp, uneven glass shards. "Plop!" The next second, before the eyes of him and Fang He, Chenfeng flashed like lightning, pinning the security chief’s right hand to the table, piercing it through. The horrifying penetration of the palm by the bottle, pinned to the table, the bloody wound, the glaring white bones, the shiny flesh, it was all too terrifying. Suddenly fresh blood spurted ceaselessly, the security chief’s face instantly turned pale with no trace of blood, the pain contorted his face altogether, and a hysterical scream erupted from his throat, more miserable than the sound of slaughtering pigs. "Gak!" Fang He was scared stiff, being accustomed to a comfortable life, he had never seen such a bloody scene. "Still not speaking, huh?" said Ye Chenfeng, ready to grab the other hand of the security chief. Fang He’s throat struggled to swallow: "I’ll talk, I’ll talk!" "Wouldn’t cooperating earlier have done the trick!" Ye Chenfeng kicked the half-dead security chief away. "Si Ye holds a significant position in the underworld of Jiangnan, his whereabouts are elusive, no one knows where he is!" Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s blade-like gaze, Fang He dodged and quickly said: "But I know he has three mistresses and one son, he often visits these four places. Although no one knows who his three mistresses and son specifically are, if you give me enough time, brother, I can definitely find out where he is!" As he spoke, Fang He was already drenched in cold sweat, as if showered in rain. "Okay, I give you three days!" Ye Chenfeng’s response allowed Fang He to heave a sigh of relief.NovelFire "Yes, yes yes!" Fang He nodded eagerly. "By the way, why are you so fearful of Si Ye?" Ye Chenfeng voiced his doubt. In Fang He’s eyes fear was apparent: "Brother, I don’t know what grudge you have with Si Ye, but what’s scary is not just his nearly absolute power in Jiangnan, but the organization behind him. Anyone who crosses them meets with no good end!" "The organization behind him?" Ye Chenfeng asked, puzzled. "It’s an organization assembled by demons! No one knows what it’s like, to offend them is to face endless pursuits, until you die!" Fang He said, still shuddering with fear. Ye Chenfeng, a man who relished challenges, the more dangerous something was, the more he wanted to see and even conquer it clearly. Undoubtedly, the organization behind Si Ye piqued his strong interest. "Fine, I’ll ask Si Ye directly when the time comes!" Ye Chenfeng said nonchalantly. Fang He was definitely frightened. In all of Jiangnan City, perhaps Ye Chenfeng was the only one who dared to speak this way about Si Ye? "Notify me immediately once you have information!"

Chapter 115 [The Organization Where Demons Gather]

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