The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 177: A God-like Figure

After dinner was over, Ye Chenfeng prepared to leave. Zou Linlin had wanted to invite him to her room for a chat, but Ye Chenfeng had politely declined, leaving her no choice but to give up on the idea.

The night was thick with darkness, and the occasional cold breeze rustled the leaves, creating a "shasha" sound.

Zou Zedong, Zou Wenhai, Qiao Yi, and Zou Linlin accompanied Ye Chenfeng outside the house. Zou Zedong offered his driver to take Ye Chenfeng back, as it was generally difficult to hail a taxi in the vicinity of the municipal committee’s compound. Ye Chenfeng did not refuse; he was not a person of false pretenses or affectation.

"Chenfeng, come and visit our home more often when you have time. I, the old man, will welcome you anytime!" Zou Zedong sincerely invited Ye Chenfeng.

"Grandfather’s right! Chenfeng, you promised to teach me martial arts! Even if you don’t come to find me, I’ll come to find you," Zou Linlin said with a slight smile, having already exchanged mobile numbers with Ye Chenfeng at the dinner table.

Both Zou Wenhai and Qiao Yi didn’t extend any invitations. Although Zou Wenhai felt much better after receiving an acupuncture treatment from Ye Chenfeng, the impression Ye Chenfeng had previously made was deeply rooted in his mind and could not be easily changed.

And Qiao Yi absolutely stood by her husband’s side, trusting that he had his reasons for his actions.

"Mr. Zou, whenever I have the time, I’ll definitely come over for a meal, just don’t resent me for being a big rice weevil," Ye Chenfeng jokingly said. After today’s brief interaction, his relationship with Zou Zedong and Zou Linlin had improved significantly.

Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger. His Level Six Soul Force involuntarily began to circulate, his brow furrowed slightly, and his nerves instantly tensed.

The "shasha" sound of leaves rustling occasionally reached his ears. Seeing Ye Chenfeng standing still, the Zhaos behind him were puzzled. Just as Zou Zedong was about to speak, the air conveyed five faint sounds, followed by five bullets speeding toward them, each aimed at their heads. A hit would mean a one hundred percent chance of death.

Zou Zedong, Zou Wenhai, Zou Linlin, and Qiao Yi watched in horror as the bullets sped towards them. How fast were the bullets? They were completely unable to dodge, standing frozen, awaiting the approach of death.

All of this truly happened too suddenly.

Of course, Ye Chenfeng’s expression remained unchanged. If he could be killed by a mere bullet, he might as well smash his head in and die.

Zou Zedong, Zou Wenhai, and the others watched as the bullets drew closer, their faces growing paler. Was this to be the Zhaos’ last night?

Just as the scorching bullets were about to penetrate the Zhaos’ heads, the five bullets suddenly halted mid-air. They then reversed direction and shot towards a lush tree not far away.

Seconds later, two men dressed in black night attire fell from the tree. Each held a sniper rifle, their faces filled with incredulity. They could not fathom how the bullets they had fired had suddenly changed direction and entered their bodies instead?

At the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng had timely externalized his Level Six Soul Force. Of course, the bullets that reversed direction did not hit the vital parts of the two men in black. They were only disabled, as Ye Chenfeng did not want them to die just yet. He wanted to know who had sent them here.

Assassinating the secretary of the municipal committee was no small crime, and tonight’s incident happened to be encountered by Ye Chenfeng. He might as well lend the Zhaos another hand! After all, Zou Wenhai was considered an official aligned with the Yes’ faction.

The Zhaos standing behind Ye Chenfeng were filled with perplexity. Why hadn’t the bullets pierced their heads? Instead, they had turned around and hit the assassins hiding in the tree?

Watching Ye Chenfeng walk towards the two men in black without hesitation, the Zhaos couldn’t help but follow.

"Speak! Who sent you?" Ye Chenfeng asked coldly.

The two snipers dressed in black were clearly skilled assassins. At Ye Chenfeng’s question, they let out two scornful laughs and then asked, "Was it you who suddenly changed the bullet’s trajectory just now?" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Although the two snipers were reluctant to believe that someone in this world possessed such a capability, the event had unfolded right before their eyes, forcing them to accept it. Furthermore, they had thoroughly investigated the Zhaos before carrying out the attack.

Thus, the bizarre change in the bullet’s direction certainly couldn’t have been the work of the Zhaos, which left only the young man standing before them.

Ye Chenfeng did not deny it, "Indeed, it was I who altered the bullet’s trajectory. I can tell you two are professional killers, but I still have ways to make you divulge the information I want to know."

When the people from the Zhao family standing behind Ye Chenfeng heard that he was the one who had eerily redirected the bullet, each of their faces showed an expression of shock.

To alter the course of a fired bullet? And they remembered that Ye Chenfeng didn’t seem to move at all, did he? Isn’t this a trick only immortals can perform? If what had just happened was indeed Ye Chenfeng’s doing, did that not make him akin to an immortal?

At this thought, the members of the Zhao family couldn’t help but swallow hard, especially Zou Wen Hai. The shock was too great for him. Even though Ye Chenfeng had improved his condition a lot using silver needles, in Zou Wen Hai’s heart, Ye Chenfeng was still the good-for-nothing prodigal son.

Yet now, this prodigal son had suddenly become an immortal-like being? No wonder Zou Wen Hai was astounded!

"You want to extract information from us? You might as well wait for your next life!"

The words of the two snipers had barely left their mouths when Ye Chenfeng flipped his palm over, and two glistening silver needles pierced the throats of the two shooters. "You’re planning to bite into the poison capsules beneath your tongues, aren’t you? I must say, that method of suicide is rather outdated."

Ye Chenfeng was indeed stating the truth. Five hundred years in the future, the methods for assassins to commit suicide after a failed mission would become much more advanced than they were now.

After the two gleaming silver needles pierced the snipers’ throats, they could no longer swallow saliva, and even if they tried to swallow, the saliva wouldn’t be able to flow down into their stomachs; the same was true for the liquid from the bitten poison packs.

The two snipers knew they were up against a difficult opponent, but they didn’t panic. "So what if we can’t kill ourselves? No matter what torture you use, you won’t be able to pry a single word from our teeth."

"Oh, is that so?" Ye Chenfeng replied nonchalantly with a shrug of his shoulders, then squatted down beside the two snipers. He concentrated Soul Force in his right hand and waved it gently in front of the snipers’ eyes. Soon after, their eyes became bewildered.

With Soul Force advanced to level six, using hypnosis had become second nature. He remembered the last time he used hypnosis was on that beast Wan Kai from the Zhao family.

This hypnosis technique was generally effective on individuals with weak wills or severe injuries. The two snipers before him were clearly strong-willed, but fortunately, they had been wounded by bullets. Moreover, Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force was not what it once was; hypnotizing these two wasn’t a big problem, it just meant that more Soul Force would be consumed.

"Why don’t you two start by telling me why you came here today," Ye Chenfeng asked casually.

"Our purpose of coming here tonight was to assassinate the city’s Party Secretary," the two snipers replied obediently and mechanically.

This scene once again caused a tumult of emotion among the Zhao family members. How did the previously tight-lipped assassins suddenly become so compliant?

Of course, with a little thought, they knew it must have been Ye Chenfeng’s doing. If they were initially a little doubtful of Ye Chenfeng being the one to reverse the bullet’s direction, now they couldn’t help but believe it. Ye Chenfeng had displayed his astonishing skills once more. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)