Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Keeping Your Word_1

"To hell with you!"

Zhao Wenming immediately sprayed Ye Fei with fury.

The other two wealthy businessmen were also sitting with their legs crossed, curling their lips in contempt and said indifferently,

"It was just a joke blurted out on a whim, how could you take it seriously? Such a naive kid, and you adults don’t have brains?"

"Shut up! Mr. Ye is not someone you can insult!"

Zhu Guangbo pointed at the three and scolded them.

Ye Fei stretched out his arm to stop him.

Smiling faintly at Zhao Wenming and his companions, "Are you saying you don’t want to keep your word? Is that it?"

Zhao Wenming was adamant, "I already said it was a joke, and you’re taking it seriously. You’re the fool, who’s to blame?"

The next second, Ye Fei’s smile abruptly vanished, and an intense ferocity flashed in his eyes.

The guests in the VIP seats all got goosebumps at the sight of Ye Fei’s gaze.

It felt as though the temperature around them had dropped several degrees Celsius.

They felt like something was about to happen.

Zhao Wenming was dismissive of Ye Fei’s expression, glaring fiercely, "What are you staring at! Can’t you understand what I said? Truly unreasonable!"

"You still staring? Do you think just because you have Zhu backing you up, I won’t dare touch you?"

Zhao Wenming waved his hand, and seven or eight bodyguards immediately looked ready to spring into action.

"I’ll ask you one last time, are you willing to honor the bet or not?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Get lost! Damn it, this kid seems a bit braindead," Zhao Wenming laughed loudly.

The other two businessmen also joked, "Yeah, he’s pretty stubborn. In TV dramas, a guy like him definitely wouldn’t last past three episodes, haha!"

Ye Fei curled the corner of his mouth and softly said to his daughter, "Little Ye, let Uncle take you back to the hotel first. Daddy has some business to take care of, and I’ll be back soon. Okay?"

"Okay! But Daddy, you have to come back quickly, Little Ye will be waiting for you."

"Alright."

"Old Zhu, would you mind sending my daughter back to the hotel first?"

Zhu Guangbo motioned to four personal bodyguards with a nod of his head.

The four bodyguards immediately escorted Little Ye away.

"Sending your daughter away? What’s the matter, you want to fight?"

"Am I scared of you? A little brat still wet behind the ears, daring to get cocky in front of me, what’s this about?"

After Zhao Wenming finished speaking, several of his bodyguards showed off their muscles.

"Courting death."

Ye Fei said coldly.

The next second, he had already leapt toward Zhao Wenming.

The bodyguards didn’t expect him to be so fast and were just about to protect their boss.

Then came,

Bang bang bang!

Clank clank clank!

After about a dozen muffled sounds,

the seven or eight bodyguards had all been knocked down.

Zhao Wenming and the other two rich men hadn’t expected the young man in front of them to be so fierce.

They were scared out of their wits right there and then.

Ye Fei, from a higher position, looked down with an icy gaze.

"You don’t have to slap yourselves, because I will help you."

After speaking, Ye Fei casually squeezed, and the steel VIP seat chair crumpled in his grip.

"Kid, do you... do you know who we are? Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?"

"All I know is that if you don’t keep your promise, you’re going to die a horrible death."

Zhao Wenming gulpingly swallowed his saliva and looked at Zhu Guangbo, "Old Zhu! You’re just going to let him run wild like this?"

Zhu Guangbo coldly smiled, "Mr. Ye’s wish is my command. Whoever refuses to obey, don’t even think of leaving here alive today."

As his words fell, dozens of armed bodyguards rushed onto the VIP platform, as a show of intimidation.

Some influential figures who were originally inclined to speak up for Zhao Wenming’s group, seeing the situation, quickly held back.

After all, Dongling was Zhu Guangbo’s territory, and no one wanted to get burned for the sake of Zhao Wenming and the others.

Zhao Wenming and his companions also realized that if they didn’t fulfill their bet today, they definitely wouldn’t leave unscathed.

"Fine! Is it just slapping ourselves? We’ll do it."

Zhao Wenming raised his hand and lightly scratched his face as if it itched.

Smack!

Ye Fei responded with a slap.

"It should be like this."

"Alright!" Zhao Wenming clenched his molars and began forcefully slapping himself.

The other two wealthy men exchanged glances and quickly followed suit.

"Hold on, didn’t we agree to do this in front of an audience, and naked at that?"

The three hesitated for a moment.

Then, a dozen dark gun barrels were aimed at them.

Reluctantly, they gritted their teeth and stripped off their clothes.

Ye Fei immediately signaled for all the cameras to focus on them.

Then, on several large screens by the river, three bare-chested, portly old men appeared.

Tens of thousands of spectators hadn’t yet realized what was happening.

On screen, the three old men began to slap their faces resoundingly.

"Look, isn’t the man in the middle Zhao Wenming, the richest man in Ningyuan City?"

"Those two fat old men are also famous tycoons from Canglangzhou, why are they slapping themselves?"

"Who cares why. These three old codgers don’t do much good usually. Looks like they’ve met their match today and got put in their place."

"Deserved! What goes around comes around! It’s like even Heaven couldn’t stand them anymore and sent an immortal to deal with them."

As the crowd saw the three unscrupulous tycoons on screen fiercely slapping their own faces, tens of thousands cheered and applauded.

The cheers and shouts were even louder than during the previous competition.