So these guys were attacking Ye Luo with all their might, hoping to take down the kid.

However, they soon realized that they were no match for Ye Luo with their abilities, and the thought of getting that $100,000 was nothing but a pipe dream; in the end, they would have to pay for their own medical expenses.

Ye Luo charged from the first floor up to the fifth, laying down at least a hundred people along the way, without them landing a single hit on him.

After all, with Ye Luo’s strength, dealing with these riffraff who hadn’t even reached the Houtian Realm was naturally no pressure at all.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, there stood over a dozen men dressed in black, holding sharp machetes and facing Ye Luo, each one exuding a murderous aura. Almost all of them were on the verge of stepping into the Houtian Realm, and they were naturally the elite of the Bald Party.

After all, not many in Huaxia practiced martial arts, and even fewer had stepped into the Houtian Realm. These men had no problem taking down a dozen special forces elites.

"Attack!"

One of the men in black, with a solemn face and a cold gaze, swung a heavy cleaver viciously at Ye Luo.

This cleaver was ferocious and powerful, carrying a terrifying force as it struck at Ye Luo.

Ye Luo dodged with a swift move, and the cleaver plunged into where his body had been just a moment before. He reached out his hand quickly.

With a snap, Ye Luo grabbed the man’s wrist and applied force directly, shattering the man’s wrist. A scream escaped as the cleaver fell from his grasp, which Ye Luo then snatched and slapped back fiercely.

He sent the man flying, who then crashed to the ground spitting out blood. At this, the remaining dozen rushed over.

Clang, clang, clang!

Ye Luo swung the heavy cleaver repeatedly, knocking all the weapons out of their hands, then slammed the cleaver into the ground and leaped into the air, his feet spinning like a whirlwind and sweeping around.

After a round of sweeping, the Bald Party’s elites were all sent flying, utterly unable to defend themselves.

Ditching the cleaver, Ye Luo walked straight into a room, having activated his Clairvoyant Eye and knowing that Guang Liang was inside.

Bang!

The door burst open, and a gunshot rang out sharply as a bullet shot out from the room.

"No one!"

The shooter was Hei Zi, who was holding a handgun. A quick scan revealed no one at the door.

Whoosh!

At that moment, a Silver Needle shot out at a blinding speed, and Hei Zi had no time to react before a needle pierced his arm, causing the weapon to drop and a pain-filled expression to darken his face.

Immediately after, Ye Luo sprang into the room, where the other two of Guang Liang’s henchmen lunged at him with daggers.

But these two were only in the Early Stage of the Acquired Realm, no match for Ye Luo, who floored them with ease.

"Don’t move!"

At that moment, Guang Liang’s harsh command rang out as he held a Type 54 handgun against Ye Luo’s head, his eyes reflecting a grave demeanor, his face stern.

Ye Luo, standing there without moving, said with a faint smile, "Are you sure you dare to shoot?"

"Kid, this is my territory. Even if I shoot you dead, no one can hold me accountable," said Guang Liang with a sneer. "But I didn’t expect you to have guts, daring to invade my turf alone. It seems you really don’t take me, Guang Liang, and the Bald Party seriously."

"Brother, no need to be so angry, I’m just here for a chat, not to fight with you."

Ye Luo suddenly turned around and looked at Guang Liang with a smile.

"Humph, talk? What’s there to talk about? What do we have to talk about?" Guang Liang said with a face full of shadows, his vigilance in his eyes undiminished, his index finger resting on the trigger, ready to pull it at any moment.

"Of course, it’s about the compensation for the people you sent to smash the Mere Beauty Bar and injure the bar staff."

"Compensation?"

Hearing Ye Luo say this, Guang Liang sneered coldly, looking at Ye Luo with a look of disdain.

"Kid, I think there’s something wrong with your brain, coming to me for compensation. Do you think you have that kind of status right now?"

"Actually, I am someone who really doesn’t like resorting to violence. How nice would it be if everyone could get along peacefully? Unfortunately, some people just like to be self-righteous."

Ye Luo shook his head, speaking with a deep face. In the next second, his eyes flashed a sharp look, and his right hand swung out fiercely.

In less than 0.01 second, the gun in Guang Liang’s hand was in Ye Luo’s hand, even Guang Liang himself had not reacted.

Now, seeing Ye Luo holding the gun at himself, Guang Liang’s expression changed drastically, and his eyes showed a fear.

"Do I have the status now?"

Ye Luo’s voice, calm as water, reached into Guang Liang’s ears. The latter’s body trembled as he looked at Ye Luo and said, "You... what do you want to do?"

"Very simple, take out one million as compensation," Ye Luo said.

"What? One million?"

Guang Liang was heavily shocked. He had just smashed the bar a bit and injured a few people, and now he was being asked for one million in compensation. With that one million, he could even open a new bar.

However, recalling that this guy had demanded eighty thousand from him for a chair and a glass, now asking for one million seemed quite reasonable.

But Guang Liang’s face turned as ugly as the color of a liver. Although he was the boss of the Eastern District, he had only risen less than a year ago. He controlled only a third of the district’s power, and he didn’t have many assets under his control. Asking him to cough up one million was practically like asking for half of his properties.

"Can it be less?" Guang Liang looked at Ye Luo with a trace of begging in his eyes.

"No, either pay up, or I’ll destroy this entertainment club and cripple you guys. Then we will call it even."

"I’ll pay, I’ll pay."

Hearing what Ye Luo said, Guang Liang hurriedly spoke. If his Redflower Entertainment Club was really destroyed and they were all crippled, it would be better to just pay the one million.

Guang Liang then took out a bank card from the safe in the room and handed it to Ye Luo.

"There’s one million on this card."

"I hope you are not lying to me, or you can imagine the consequences for yourself."

Ye Luo took the bank card, discarded the weapon in his hand, and walked out.

After Ye Luo left the room, everyone inside took a breath of relief. That Guang Liang’s face looked extremely upset, his fists clenched with a crackling sound.

"Boss, this guy is too arrogant. He has humiliated us twice in a row; we must kill him."