"Warming up my limbs and working out the body is great—the whole person feels refreshed and rejuvenated!"

Ye Luo stretched at the waist, as if the fierce battle that had just taken place was nothing more than a workout.

Immediately after, Ye Luo’s gaze shifted to Wu Yingxiong, and he said coldly, "Release Sister Yan."

"Don’t move!"

Wu Yingxiong snapped out of it and furiously pulled a handgun from his bosom, aiming it at Yan Ling’s head while clutching her throat with one hand.

Seeing Wu Yingxiong with a gun, Ye Luo’s brows furrowed slightly, and his face darkened. A chilling and bone-piercing intent to kill spread from his body, swiftly enveloping the area, causing everyone present to feel as if they had fallen into an icy cave, their bodies covered in a cold sweat, trembling inside.

"Put down the gun, and I’ll spare your life!"

The sound of Ye Luo’s cold and merciless voice boomed, making Wu Yingxiong tremble, his grip on the gun nearly failing him.

"You little punk, shut your mouth! If you don’t want to see this cheap woman dead, then kneel down to me obediently and beg for mercy. Maybe I won’t kill her then. Otherwise, I’ll kill her first today, then you, and let you adulterous **** go to Hell as husband and wife," Wu Yingxiong roared furiously, the gun firmly pressed against Yan Ling’s head.

"I don’t want to kill anyone, why must you force me?"

Ye Luo shook his head with a sigh, somewhat helpless.

"Kid, it’s me who wants to kill you now, not the other way around! Get it straight, and now you can die for me!"

Wu Yingxiong, with fierce eyes yet harboring hidden fear, roared, and violently aimed the gun at Ye Luo and pulled the trigger, clearly intending to kill Ye Luo directly.

Bang!

With the sound of the trigger, a golden, glittering bullet burst out of the barrel, transforming into a meteor that shot towards Ye Luo.

"No!"

Instantly, Yan Ling’s face changed dramatically. She couldn’t help but cry out as she watched the bullet shoot towards Ye Luo’s chest, her eyes brimming with tears in a flash.

"This time I’ll see if you really die or not!"

Wu Yingxiong hummed with a ferocious look, his mind already anticipating the image of Ye Luo falling to the ground.

Clang—

However, Wu Yingxiong did not hear the sound of the bullet penetrating flesh but instead a crisp metallic clang, as if the bullet had struck steel, and he quickly looked over.

Wu Yingxiong saw that Ye Luo was still unscathed, standing there without any change, and the bullet aimed at his chest heart had actually fallen at his feet, not having penetrated his clothes.

The fabric at Ye Luo’s chest was torn, revealing the golden threads beneath—it was the Gold Silk Soft Armor.

Thanks to the Gold Silk Soft Armor, Ye Luo did not fear the bullets, so just now he had stood still, without any attempt to dodge.

"How... how is this possible?"

Seeing this scene, Wu Yingxiong completely lost his composure, showing a shocked and haunted expression, clearly stunned.

"I really dislike people pointing guns at me; usually, those who do so don’t end up with a good fate."

Ye Luo smacked his lips as he spoke, his eyes suddenly flashing with a cold and deadly murderous intent as he stared at Wu Yingxiong.

Wu Yingxiong only felt a towering murderous intent rush into his body, causing his entire body to go numb and stiff, his mind somewhat short-circuiting.

Boom!

By the time he reacted, Ye Luo’s devilish smile had already appeared in front of him, and then a thunderous noise erupted. Wu Yingxiong was struck as if hit by a high-speed car, his body flying backward over ten meters.

The crash landed on the Mercedes behind him, emitting a clanging sound, the intense Strength even shook the Mercedes, as for Wu Yingxiong he collapsed onto the ground, continually spitting fresh blood, his eyes wide open, filled with a mix of terror and reluctance, as he had already breathed his last.

Just now, Ye Luo’s strike held no reservation, directly shattering Wu Yingxiong’s internal organs.

A dragon has its reverse scales, touch them and you court death!

Not only did Wu Yingxiong commit the offence, but he even shot at him, so naturally, Ye Luo did not hold back at all.

As for the consequences of killing Wu Yingxiong, Ye Luo was unconcerned; living life was about acting on one’s instincts. Moreover, he had evidence of the killing.

"Sister Yan, are you alright?"

After disposing of Wu Yingxiong with a single punch, Ye Luo looked at Yan Ling with a devilishly charming smile.

"No... I’m fine!"

Yan Ling shook her head, her expression still relatively calm, but the scene just now had scared her enough to break into sweat. Her gaze then turned to Wu Yingxiong lying on the ground, her brows slightly furrowed and her eyes sweeping toward Ye Luo.

"He..." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Dead!"

Ye Luo said nonchalantly, startling Yan Ling.

The Lu Tianguang couple, especially, felt their hearts skip a beat, their legs trembling, looking at Ye Luo with faces full of fear.

They never imagined Ye Luo would actually kill Wu Yingxiong; it was an act of extremely brazen recklessness. At the same time, they felt threatened, as Ye Luo, having killed Wu Yingxiong, could just as easily kill them.

The couple clutched each other’s hands tightly, their faces trembling with fear, almost unable to stand steadily.

Just at that moment, with that devilishly charming smile, Ye Luo turned his attention to Lu Tianguang and Yang Meili, which caused them immense pressure, making them struggle to even speak.

"Now that the fellow is dead, maybe you two should..."

Thump! Thump!

In an instant, Lu Tianguang and Yang Meili knelt on the ground, their faces filled with terror as they looked at Ye Luo.

"No, please, we beg you to spare us!"

Lu Tianguang also let go of his so-called dignity as the young master of the Lu Family, begging Ye Luo for mercy.

Faced with life and dignity, obviously, life was far more important.

"You two, haven’t you learned your lesson from before? You even dared to lay hands on Sister Yan. Don’t you think I should do something about it?"

Ye Luo squeezed his fist, readying himself as if to take action.

Yang Meili was so terrified that she collapsed on the ground. Her gaze involuntarily turned to Yan Ling as she hurried over and hugged Yan Ling’s legs, pleading, "Yan Ling, please plead for us. No matter what, for Tian Ming’s sake, help us beg for mercy."

Seeing this, Yan Ling’s expression subtly changed, looking somewhat sorrowful, her eyes reflecting a hint of sadness. After hesitating for a moment, she turned her gaze towards Ye Luo.

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill the two of them. However, they must leave Zhonghai immediately. If they dare step into Zhonghai again, I assure you they won’t get out alive."

Ye Luo’s voice was piercingly cold, laced with an unyielding force.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Both Lu Tianguang and Yang Meili sighed in relief.

Just then, a convoy of cars approached from a distance on the highway; two black sedans escorting a red Maserati drove over.