Chapter 425: Chapter 425: Leave No Survivors_1

Who’s there?!

The fat man and the scar-faced man were both startled.

Especially the fat man, who turned his head and met a pair of ice-cold, bone-chilling eyes staring straight at him.

He shivered all over with fright.

He tried to break free, but the large hand on his wrist was like a vice, unbreakable.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t escape.

"Who are you! How did you get in here!"

Ye Fei’s mouth curved with a faint smile, his gaze still soul-capturing.

"I’m asking you something. Why don’t you answer my question? Is torturing people fun for you?"

"Go to hell!"

The fat man reached back to his waist and pulled out a pistol, aiming it at the man’s head and firing.

But as he pulled the trigger, he realized that the gun had been crushed into a lump of junk metal!

Right after that, his right hand went numb.

Looking down, that was no longer a hand but rather a mangled mess, resembling spicy chicken feet.

"Fuck you..."

The fat man began to curse.

But before he could finish, that lump of crushed gun was forcibly stuffed into his mouth.

Crack, crack!

The steel was compressed with force, shattering the fat man’s teeth, as blood streamed down from the corner of his mouth.

"Swearing is not very nice."

Ye Fei swung a punch and the fat man fell unconscious.

The scar-faced man wouldn’t stand for it and rushed forward with his knife.

But in front of Ye Fei, how could he have any chance to strike?

With one slash from Ye Fei, the scar-faced man’s knife-wielding right hand was gone.

Another slash, and his left hand disappeared as well.

Their screams alerted the two lookouts outside, who drew their guns and charged in.

But as soon as they set foot inside the cabin, a flash of cold light passed, and their throats were slit, blood pouring out as they fell dead.

The scar-faced man quickly realized he was in over his head and, ignoring the pain in his hands, fell to his knees, begging incessantly.

"I was wrong! Please spare my life, big brother, just let me go like a dog! I’ll never dare again!"

The scar-faced man, while on his knees, looked up.

A crushing pressure descended on him like a mountain, and he felt as if he were on the brink of an abyss, falling into a deep valley.

Whether from pain or fear, his sweat had already soaked through his clothes.

"Spare you? Then tell me, who spared that poor woman outside?"

The scar-faced man was stunned.

Ye Fei lifted his foot and delivered a kick right to the crotch.

The scar-faced man rolled around in agony, and as he did, he stopped moving, dead.

The fat man came to with a groggy head, struggling to crawl away.

Ye Fei looked down at the sharp knife on the ground and with a bend of the knees, he kicked it.

The sharp knife traced a lethal arc of cold light in mid-air, hitting him right in the heart.

The fat man screamed in agony and instinctively covered his rear, sitting up.

But that sit was fatal, driving the sharp knife all the way in. He died on the spot.

The girl, after a moment of shock, came to her senses and hurried to her father’s side, weeping bitterly.

Ye Fei draped his coat over the girl and immediately noticed the half of a torn map clutched tightly in the man’s hand.

It was identical to his own fragment of the map.

Although Ye Fei was curious, he showed no sign of it.

"Don’t be afraid, your father isn’t in any mortal danger."

As he spoke, he pressed a few key acupoints on Xiang Geng’s body, then quickly took out a Qi Condensing Pill and administered it to him.

The girl suddenly remembered something and rushed out of the cabin.

"Mom!"

She collapsed beside the woman lying in a pool of blood, crying desperately, but the woman was long beyond responding.

The four Pangu Sect disciples on the shore had already been subdued by Lu Houde and Duan Meng.

They were now bound hand and foot, kneeling on the ground awaiting their fate.

The girl ran up to them like a madwoman, incessantly slapping their faces, until she eventually fainted from the effort.

"Brother Ye, how should we deal with these four beasts?"

Before Ye Fei could respond, the fishermen all shouted in unison.

"Kill them!"

"Avenge Yingzi!"

"Such beasts are beyond forgiveness! If we don’t kill them, they will certainly come back with a vengeance!"

Ye Fei let out a sigh, not expecting that the hatred for the Pangu Sect had accumulated to this extent.

"Big Brother Duan, do as everyone suggests."

Upon hearing this, all four Pangu Sect disciples urinated in fear, crawling and begging for mercy.

"Hero! Spare our lives! We’re not the murderers; we are innocent!"

Ye Fei coldly retorted, "Innocent? The moment you joined the Pangu Sect, you forfeited any claim to innocence."

Having said that, Ye Fei turned to tend to the wounds of the pitiful father and daughter.

Shortly after, four pig-like screams of agony echoed from outside.

Then there were the cheers of the fishermen.

After the bodies were disposed of and all traces were erased, Duan Meng entered the house.

By then, Xiang Geng had regained consciousness, but his eyes were still filled with hatred, fixedly guarding beside his deceased wife.

The girl clung tightly to her father, grief-stricken and sobbing uncontrollably.

After a moment, Xiang Geng finally spoke.

He approached Ye Fei, knelt down on both knees.

"Young brother, thank you for saving our lives. If it weren’t for you, my daughter and I would already be..."

"No need for such formalities, Big Brother Xiang, please get up!"

Ye Fei helped Xiang Geng up, feeling regret for the death of the woman as well.

"Ah, it’s a pity I still arrived one step too late."

At the mention of this, Xiang Geng couldn’t stop himself from crying again.

After a good while, when Xiang Geng’s emotions had somewhat stabilized,

Lu Houde dared to reveal his purpose.

"Brother Xiang, I know it’s impolite to speak at this time, but we really need your help."

Xiang Geng, as if he had anticipated the request, wiped away his tears and said, "You’ve come here asking me to guide you through that secret water route to the island, haven’t you?"

"Exactly!"

Lu Houde immediately recounted the rough situation.

After listening, Xiang Geng didn’t hesitate: "Without Brother Ye, my daughter and I would be dead by now. Just for Brother Ye, I’ll help."

Xiang Geng paused for a moment, then looked at He Xuan: "And for Old He too."