Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment Chapter 2072: Young Man, You're Full of Yourself!
Previously on Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment...
Gui Ya and his group stood there in shock.
Not only were Gui Ya and his companions taken aback, but the local villagers observing the disturbance were equally astonished.
Everyone was caught off guard by Ye Feng's boldness—he had effortlessly knocked Gui Ya's subordinates away without uttering a single word! And this happened right in front of Gui Ya himself!
At that moment, Hai Li and his spouse showed up.
Upon witnessing the tense scene and the eerie silence from the crowd, Yang Wei hurriedly inquired about what had transpired.
Suddenly, as though witnessing an absurd spectacle, she yelled at Ye Feng, “Mr. Ye, how could you strike someone?”
“Aren't you basically wiping Uncle Ya's dignity across the floor like a dirty cloth in front of all these people, trampling it underfoot!?”
“What started as a minor issue could have been sorted out through discussion, clearing up any confusion, but now…”
Her outburst made Gui Ya's complexion drain to a deadly pallor. “How dare you lay a hand on my underlings!”
“Kid, you've got some nerve!”
He signaled subtly to his side, prompting the gangsters to flash menacing glares. In an instant, they drew steel rods, switchblades, and various other arms from their belts.
Clearly, this bunch had arrived fully equipped, poised to strike at any moment.
“Didn't that guy spew nonsense and try to harm someone before anyone else?” Ye Feng kept his face impassive.
“Ling’er’s unharmed, isn't she? Regardless, starting a fight isn't the way!” Yang Wei appeared utterly distressed. “Mr. Ye, you're acting too rashly!”
“Sure, you might hold some influence elsewhere, but does that mean you can act so arrogantly and disregard Uncle Ya completely?”
Her allegiance was plain to see.
Nevertheless, Gui Ya shoved her aside roughly, making her stumble. He fixed Ye Feng with an icy stare. “I'm done wasting words on you!”
“Go at him!”
“Snap his arms first!”
The group of over ten roughnecks didn't hesitate; they closed in on Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's demeanor stayed utterly calm.
Zhuang Xiaoqiao, positioned nearby, showed no concern whatsoever.
Hai Xiaoyao and Hai Ling’er, however, shook with terror.
Yet these two proved steadfast; despite their fear, noticing Ye Feng's resolve to stand firm, they refused to retreat. They pulled shovels from their baskets to use as arms, evidently ready to stand by Ye Feng in battle.
As the cluster of more than ten bruisers drew within roughly three meters of Ye Feng, Hai Ling’er and Hai Xiaoyao clutched their shovels with quivering hands.
“Halt!”
A neatly attired middle-aged fellow dashed forward, accompanied by scores of locals wielding axes and spades.
This was none other than the village head, Hai Fugui.
Hai Fugui led his followers straight to Ye Feng's group. With a scowl twisting his features, he glowered at Gui Ya. “Gui Ya, this is our village land—you won't rampage here!”
The folks who'd arrived alongside him seethed with rage too. They brandished their axes and spades toward Gui Ya's crew. “Leave our island now! Or we'll have no choice but to get tough!”
“This is our home turf, not somewhere for you to wreck and run wild!”
“If you're itching to strut your stuff, head to the metropolis!”
Buoyed by Hai Fugui and his allies' arrival, the nearby residents—who'd been fuming yet too timid to voice it—now joined the chorus of protests.
“That's right, scram from our island!”
“You're not wanted here!”
Faced with the near-universal disdain from the villagers, all of whom gripped tools as makeshift weapons, the supposedly tough dozen gangsters visibly wavered.
They not only halted their advance on Ye Feng but also discarded their gear and backed away further, wary of an actual assault from the locals.
Gui Ya's expression grew stormy.
“Hai Fugui!” He shot a venomous look at the village head. “You dare sabotage my schemes? I'll wipe out your whole clan!”
Hai Fugui stood unflinching. “You think that frightens me? Clear out of the village!”
“Or we'll show no mercy!”
The crowd of villagers eagerly hoisted their implements higher.
“Beat it, or face the consequences!”
The gangsters hastily fell back once more.
“Curses!” Gui Ya coughed up a glob of blood, yanked a pistol from his belt, and unleashed three blasts skyward!
“Anybody who wants to test my patience, step right up!”