The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 359: Lend a Hand

Han Wei and Brother Hu, along with the others, were also stunned, as their bodies had been floating in midair just moments ago. The unsettling feeling of not being able to touch the ground beneath their feet was incredibly uncomfortable and utterly frightening, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

"Boss, you’re incredible. If those who don’t know you saw this, they’d definitely think you’re a magician! But magicians’ tricks are all just illusions, whereas everything you do is the real deal!" Brother Hu said excitedly.

"Yeah! Boss, the way you could make someone’s head explode without even touching them was just so cool." Han Wei was equally immersed in the display of Ye Chenfeng’s special abilities.

It wasn’t just Brother Hu and Han Wei, Fang Hui, Ren Hong, and Yuan An also expressed their admiration for Ye Chenfeng. Only Tie Niu, who was not good with words, stood to one side without speaking, a simple and honest smile on his face. No matter how miraculous Ye Chenfeng’s abilities were, his respect for Ye Chenfeng, his benefactor, was constant from beginning to end.

Chang Wentian shuddered at the sight of the tables and chairs reduced to powder in the hall, his clothes soaked through with sweat, while his brother Chang Yishui was even more disconcerted, sitting down abruptly on the ground. Only now did he truly understand the kind of person he had provoked. Ridiculously, he had even considered confronting Ye Chenfeng just moments ago, under the influence of the previous manager of Xiang Man Lou. This was undoubtedly a suicidal action. Looking at the horrifying beheaded corpse on the ground, a deep sense of satisfaction filled Chang Yishui.

The hatred Chang Yishui had held in his heart against Ye Chenfeng evaporated in an instant. When someone’s strength surpasses yours by so much that you can’t even glimpse their true heights even when looking up, where would you find the courage to hate? Moreover, the friction between Chang Yishui and Ye Chenfeng had been trivial. Not only did Chang Yishui no longer bear ill will, but he had also developed an admiration for Ye Chenfeng. Every man harbors dreams of hot-blooded glory, and the unbelievable abilities Ye Chenfeng displayed made Chang Yishui submit involuntarily.

Ye Chenfeng, looking at Chang Wentian, said, "Now let me introduce myself, my name is Ye Chenfeng. Since you have agreed to my request, from this moment on, the Manghu Club will be officially renamed Victory Sky Society. I believe that one day you will be glad for the choice you made today." This was not an empty promise from Ye Chenfeng; he was confident that he could expand the influence of Victory Sky Society across the country, and even around the world. When that day came, these founding members of Victory Sky Society would wield immense power, making tonight an opportunity of a lifetime for Chang Wentian.

"Chairman Ye, rest assured, I, Chang Wentian, am a man of my word. From now on, I will do all I can to help you, Chairman Ye, in your endeavors," said Chang Wentian respectfully.

Chang Yishui, who had been sitting on the floor, quickly scrambled up and approached Ye Chenfeng with a face unable to hide his excitement, as if he had suddenly become a big boy. His voice trembled with admiration, "Chairman Ye, can I call you ’Boss’ like they do? I want to sincerely apologize for what happened today; I’m sorry. I hope you can forgive me. It was only upon seeing you, Boss, that I realized I’ve wasted the past twenty-odd years of my life. I will definitely start anew. You have shown me the light of the future, Boss; you’ve given me hope in life."

"This kid’s ass-kissing skills are goddamn strong, they’re making my skin crawl," Brother Hu cursed.

Chang Yishui looked at Brother Hu with all seriousness and said, "Brother, you can insult me, but please do not insult my sincere heart, my true feelings. My admiration for Chairman Ye, for Boss, comes from the bottom of my heart."

Who in this world doesn’t enjoy flattery? And Chang Yishui was particularly adept at it, which made Ye Chenfeng feel especially comfortable. Seeing that Chang Yishui’s eyes held admiration without any remaining resentment, Ye Chenfeng waved his hand and said, "There’s no need to talk about what happened today. Since you want to call me ’Boss,’ then call me that! From now on, help your brother out with his affairs and stop messing around outside; a man should act like a man." Ye Chenfeng patted Chang Yishui on the shoulder.

Chang Yishui’s face flushed with excitement, his body quivering slightly, his voice growing loud and clear as his body straightened instantly, "Boss, I will definitely not let you down. I will help my brother manage the society’s affairs well in the future."

Chang Wentian, seeing his younger brother Chang Yishui show signs of truly mending his ways, couldn’t help feeling a surge of gratification. He sensed a special kind of charisma emanating from Ye Chenfeng, a charisma that, when displayed before you, would irresistibly draw you in, just like an ancient general who, with a wave of his hand, could inspire countless men to fight to the death on the battlefield. It was this sort of charisma that could ignite the long-dormant blood within others’ hearts.

"Dispose of this body, and you all should rest early today as well. I’ll come to reorganize the society in a couple of days," Ye Chenfeng said to Chang Wentian.

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The silver moonlight poured down from the night sky. After leaving the Tiger Society, Ye Chenfeng was wandering alone on the bustling streets of Capital City. He remembered that in three days, it would be Wu Xiaofei’s birthday. He pondered what kind of birthday gift to prepare for her. After leaving the Tiger Society, Han Wei and the others had wanted to invite Ye Chenfeng for a late-night snack, but he had declined, so they dispersed on their own accord.

"Wuu wuu wuu~" Not far from Ye Chenfeng, in front of a large commercial store, a cute little girl about three or four years old in a pink dress continually rubbed her eyes, her pitiful crying carrying non-stop from her throat.

In front of the adorable little girl stood two burly men. One of the men wore a black tank top with a dragon tattoo on his arm, while the other man stood behind him, apparently his underling. At first glance, both appeared to be thugs,

Passersby who saw the little girl crying non-stop were moved to help, but they stopped in their tracks as soon as they saw the tattooed man. After all, the saying goes, ’Better to avoid trouble than to get involved.’ In Huaxia Country, there are very few who would truly take action to assist others!

The tattooed man’s eyes were wide with anger as he shouted at the little girl, "Are you done crying? Where are your parents? You bumped into me; do you think you are in the right? Don’t think just because you’re a child that you’re off the hook. Hurry up and get your guardians out here."

Hearing the tattooed man’s words, the surrounding pedestrians felt contempt. One was a three-four-year-old girl, and the other a full-grown man. Even if the little girl accidentally bumped into him, did the tattooed man need to take it so seriously? However, the onlookers could only silently despise the tattooed man in their hearts.

"Brother Dragon, it seems this kid’s parents aren’t around. You know you like these kinds of kids. Why not take her with us to sort it out later?" The man with yellow-dyed hair standing behind the tattooed man said in a low voice, his face filled with a lewd expression. The implication in the yellow-haired man’s words couldn’t be clearer. If the people around heard what he was saying, they would surely curse ’beast,’ and even that word would be an insult to beasts given the context!

Ye Chenfeng had already been drawn over by the commotion and had been silently observing from the outskirts of the crowd. With his Eighth Level Soul Force, how keen was his hearing? He caught every word that the yellow-haired man whispered to Brother Dragon; a wave of anger surged within him. These two bastards were too beastly, utterly lacking the right to be called human. From their words, Ye Chenfeng could easily infer that they had committed similar heinous acts before.

Since Ye Chenfeng had stumbled upon the situation, and because these two men’s actions went far beyond his bottom line, he didn’t mind stepping in to aid the three-four-year-old girl. The girl, who couldn’t stop crying, was indeed heart-wrenchingly pitiful. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)