The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 1009 [Descendants of the Ye Family Without Backbone]

Her tone carried a hint of impatience. Naturally, she was Qin Yanran, deliberately raising her voice for a muffled effect.

"Haha, two people trying to rob over a dozen of us."

"How ridiculous. We stand here letting you rob us, but do you have the skills?"

"Never seen such idiots. Isn’t living well? Why rush to your death?"

...

More than a dozen people mocked Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yanran, some laughed so hard they clutched their stomachs in pain.

"You, go catch them for me, I must see who they are!" Ye Ziling arrogantly pointed at the attendants beside her.

"Yes, Miss Ye, rest assured, they’ll all be caught!"

Experts from the Ye Family, Yang Family, and a few other families set out together, advancing toward Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yanran.

"Heh!"

But Ye Chenfeng was utterly disdainful, with a wicked curve at his lips.

Seven or eight experts charged like wild horses, creating quite a stir in the woods.

"Snap snap snap..."

"Bang bang bang..."

But just then, ropes suddenly shot out from the bushes, with immense power, whipping across the charging experts, catching them off guard.

One by one, people were sent flying...

"Tear!"

Under their feet, more surprises! A surge of force hung them upside down, ending up like the Bao brothers.

"Ahhhh..."

The forest was filled with all sorts of screams.

"Gah!"

Ye Zimo and his group of young masters were all dumbfounded. Their hunting strategy relied on these experts, now all hanging upside down.

"What do we do?"

Yang Fenglong’s legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Run!"

Ye Zimo’s face lost its cool composure, replaced by sheer panic.

"Give it to me!"

At that moment, Ye Chenfeng took the compound crossbow from Qin Yanran’s hands, nocking five arrows in total.

In Qin Yanran’s eyes full of shock, Ye Chenfeng drew the bowstring into a full moon, firing all at once.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Five arrows broke the sound barrier, slicing through the air with a terrifying sound, darting like meteor showers through the forest.

"Ugh..."

Very soon, hysterical screams were heard.

"Thud thud thud..."

"Bang!"

Then came the dense sound of penetration, ending with a loud bang.

"Gah!"

When everyone looked over, they saw Ye Zimo pinned to a large tree.

Two arrows in his legs, two arrows in his shoulders, and one in his hair.

Five arrows firmly fixed Ye Zimo to the tree, bearing his weight without letting him fall.

Everyone exchanged glances, a single thought crossed their minds: Is Ye Zimo dead?

But soon they discovered that was not the case.

The four arrows only pierced his clothes and pants, finally penetrating the tree, fixing him entirely to the tree without any real harm done.

"This skill with the crossbow?"

"Gasp!"

Ye Chenfeng’s display of skill stunned everyone, using four arrows to fix someone to a tree without touching their body.

Ye Ziling, Yang Fenglong, and others exhibited extreme fear.

However, it was unclear whether the arrow on the head harmed Ye Zimo; from a distance, it seemed embedded in his hair, surely grazing his scalp.

"Rustle..."

Everyone suddenly heard a rustling sound and looked up at the tree.

They saw Ye Zimo’s body trembling, and his pants gradually darkening due to moisture, showing very clearly because of the material.

Everyone knew what happened; Ye Zimo was scared into wetting himself.

Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled in a cruel grin, chuckling coldly, "What’s this? Has the proud Ye Family of the Capital City fallen to such cowardice? Humiliated enough to wet your pants!"

Ye Ziling glared resentfully at Ye Chenfeng, but had no rebuttal, Ye Zimo indeed wet himself.

"Tear!"

Eventually, Ye Zimo’s clothes couldn’t bear his weight, tearing, dropping him to the ground.

The terror remained; Ye Zimo’s body kept trembling, pale without a shred of blood, lips cyanotic, eyes vacant, seemingly scared senseless.

"Brother, Young Master Ye!"

Everybody rushed forward, realizing the arrow only grazed Ye Zimo’s scalp, neatly shaving off a section of his hair.

Now, Ye Zimo’s hairstyle seemed to form a mountain valley – utterly ridiculous.

"The Ye Family raised a bunch of useless people! No bloodthirstiness at all!"

By now, Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yanran had entered the scene.

Ye Ziling only stared at Ye Chenfeng with bloodshot eyes, remaining silent.

Ye Zimo began regaining clarity, his fury rising at Ye Chenfeng’s scornful words.

But recalling Ye Chenfeng’s terrifying archery, he suppressed his rage, kept silent.

"No bloodthirstiness at all, I humiliate you like this, and you don’t retaliate?" Ye Chenfeng shouted, his eyes slightly red, resonating like thunder in their ears.

"Huh?"

Behind, Qin Yanran stared at Ye Chenfeng, bewildered. She had no idea why Ye Chenfeng acted like this or what he intended.

"Haha, truly cowards! The Eight Great Families’ title needs an update, just call it the Coward Family!" Ye Chenfeng laughed heartily.

"I’ll fight you!"

Finally, Ye Chenfeng’s taunts awoke Ye Zimo’s fighting spirit.

"Bang!"

But a fierce kick sent him flying several meters away.

"Take the stuff!"

Ye Chenfeng glanced at Qin Yanran, looting all of Ye Ziling and others’ hunting trophies.

"Kid, have the guts to leave a name, the Yang Family will surely visit you!"

Yang Fenglong asked with a sullen face.

Ye Chenfeng rolled his eyes, sneering, "Is your brain messed up? Dressed like this just to keep you from knowing our identity. Yang Family, huh? You’ll be removed from the Eight Great Families too!"

"You..."

"Boom!"

Yang Fenglong started to speak, but Ye Chenfeng kicked him straight away.

"Let’s go!"

With everyone in shock, Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yanran left the scene.