The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Chapter 113

Lei Bao’s expression turned gloomy, as five of them were being pressed so hard by one person that they couldn’t even speak. "Ye Tian, I’ll leave my words here. If I don’t kill you today, you’ll certainly kill me, so..."

"That’s right! If you can’t kill me, I’ll definitely kill you! I don’t care about your Beiping City or the Crown Prince’s party, they’re nothing but dog shit in my eyes. You know the principle of not harming the family. If you truly don’t understand, I’ll teach you a proper lesson. If you piss me off, I’ll kill your whole family, if you push me towards death, I’ll dig up your ancestors’ graves! If you kill one of mine, I’ll kill ten of yours. If that’s not enough, I’ll start with your ancestors’ bones!" Ye Tian’s fierce expression was like that of a snarling, food-snatching wolf, full of savagery and dominance.

The atmosphere instantly turned cold, and the brooding energy on Leopard’s face accumulated to the brink of exploding.

"Wu! Wuuu!" The sound of a car approached, followed by a flurry of high-pitched screams from girls,

"Ah! My car! Pig Hu, I want your life!"

"Ouch! My lady, it wasn’t me who did this... Oww, my ear!"

Pig Hu was dragged by Mo Yu by the ear to the front of the red Ferrari, looking at his beloved car with a pained expression, while Mo Yan focused her attention on the group of people on the scene.

They’ve actually followed us here. Ye Tian glanced at them, unsure if it was a blessing or a curse.

"Second Uncle."

"Hmm?"

"...Aren’t they very heated?"

"Your injuries are not serious at all."

Fatty Long was quite interested in the siblings Mo Yan and Mo Yu, with undisguised admiration in his eyes, naturally focusing on their chest and buttocks.

For the three newcomers, everyone present didn’t know if they were a stroke of luck or a curse. If they were just ordinary folk, it would be fine, but judging from their temperament and attire, it was likely not so simple.

"You! Come here!" Mo Yu saw Ye Tian standing there, and her heart ignited with fury. This bastard had wrecked her car, and even slicing him into pieces would not be excessive. Only by forcing him to practice the Torturous Blossom Manual could she relieve her anger.

"It’s you! Ouch, you’re ignoring me? If the young tree isn’t pruned, it won’t stay straight; I’ll be a good person today, tend to our nation’s flowers and plants... Sister, why are you pulling me?"

Mo Yan realized something was off sooner than Mo Yu and grabbed her, moving forward, and said, "That Ye Tian, someone will deal with him, we don’t need to take action."

"Someone will deal with him?" Mo Yu came back to her senses and saw, indeed, looking at Ye Tian, roughed up and looking more wretched than a homeless dog.

"Damn! Jingwei! You bastards, you’ve done this to my disciple, I won’t let you off!" Pig Hu was kicked to the ground by Mo Yu; as he got up, he saw the sorry state of Shen Jingwei and immediately felt pained. He rushed over without a second thought.

Pig Hu was skilled at grave-robbing and digging tunnels but not so good at fighting. Before he could get close, he was kicked away by Lei Bao. Pig Hu’s sleazy body, like a wild sparrow shot down in a village, drew a slanted line through the air and, with a "bang," landed on the ground...no, on top of that red Ferrari’s roof, legs upturned, like a dead dog.

"Ignorant fool!" Lei Bao cursed under his breath.

His kick was powerful; nearly all of his rage poured into that single blow. There weren’t many kicks in Wing Chun, but each one was solid and earnest—those years of horse stance training weren’t for nothing.

Without another glance at Pig Hu behind him, Lei Bao slowly moved towards Ye Tian, his eyes filled with irrepressible battle frenzy. When arrogance and inferiority intertwine within a person, madness emerges.

"Ye Tian, today one of us has to leave here horizontally. I’m going to play you to death."

Shen Jingwei shot out a hand, positioning it in front of Ye Tian, "Uncle, you take Second Master and go first, I’ll cover the rear."

His pale face was marked with streaks of fresh blood and swollen red patches, but his right hand stubbornly remained up front, ready to face the bloodthirsty Lei Bao.

"Rip!"

Ye Tian tore off his black jacket with one hand and tied it around himself, the passed-out Old Mr. Liu resting securely on his back, mumbling something in his mouth. Ye Tian knew that the old man might have a fever, and internal injuries were much more serious than broken arms or legs—they could be life-threatening if not treated properly.

Indeed, Shen Jingwei wasn’t enough for Lei Bao; even in a normal state, he had been injured severely, let alone now, covered in wounds and barely able to stand. Lei Bao hadn’t even reached him before a chilling aura assaulted them. Such an intense presence that a master radiates from within was already overpowering Shen Jingwei before the fight had even started. Seeing the murderous intent in Lei Bao’s eyes, Ye Tian suddenly stepped forward, pulling Shen Jingwei away, and threw a punch. The two fists collided and both men staggered backward.

"Your arm was twisted by me; I took half your life too; it’s got nothing to do with him, let him go first." Anyway, getting one away meant one less concern.

"Do you doubt my intelligence? None of you are leaving."

Ye Tian firmly placed Shen Jingwei behind him and then offered another smiling face, "How about I kowtow to you again?"

Suddenly, a wave of sorrow surged from the depths of Qin Chuan’s heart. Looking at that smiling face, he realized that perhaps those heroes he envisioned in his mind simply did not exist.

"Leopard, I’m leaving first."

Fatty Long looked at him leave with slanted eyes, muttering a few words, but no one heard him clearly. Lei Bao was not surprised by Qin Chuan’s departure; they were simply not kindred spirits. Qin Chuan had his own code of the worldly society, while Lei Bao had his principle of eradicating the roots; the two were fundamentally in conflict.

Such people could be acquaintances, but not close friends.

After sending Qin Chuan away with his gaze, Lei Bao resumed his focus on Ye Tian, "You’re quite the fighter, aren’t you? How about we settle this the civilized way, what do you say?"

Ye Tian’s smiling face disappeared, "The civilized way? How do you propose?"

The bowstring was like silk, the bow like the moon. Holding an empty bow, Lei Bao placed five arrows in his other hand and jabbed them into the stony wasteland, "There are five arrows here. I will shoot five arrows at you, and after the fifth arrow, whether you are dead or alive, all our grudges will be forgotten."

"You’re doubting my intelligence too? You’ve just admitted to breaking your promise."

"You only knelt; you didn’t call me grandpa, so technically, I haven’t broken my word."

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