Chapter 1430: Chapter 1321: Get Lost, Yellow-Skin
But Ye Qingfeng, this demon, was truly inscrutable to Luo Jiuya; he could casually create a War King Realm at the age of thirty, which was terrifying.
Luo Jiuya couldn’t believe what other astonishing abilities Ye Qingfeng might possess.
Unlike Luo Jiuya’s gloominess, Zhong Ming’s eyes were filled with excitement; he knew Ye Qingfeng went to wipe out the Hong Clan all because of him.
If it weren’t for him, Ye Qingfeng might not have developed enmity with the Hong Clan. Although Zhong Ming’s revenge was already fulfilled when Rei Mi died,
he was still quite pleased at the prospect of annihilating the Hong Clan.
When the plane arrived in the United States, they didn’t leave the airport but instead transferred directly to Mo Country.
There were no direct flights from East River City to Mo Country, so they needed to transfer in the United States.
Mo Country, adjacent to the United States, is a vastly populated nation with a total population exceeding one hundred million. However, it’s also renowned as a city of chaos, with riots often occurring.
Naturally, this environment has provided fertile ground for gang development.
The headquarters of the Hong Clan is located on a small island in the eastern part of Mo Country, in the Caribbean Sea.
With such natural geographical advantages, the Hong Clan thrives here, like a fish in water.
Aguas, a famous city in Mo Country, renowned for its Renaissance cultural heritage. As soon as Ye Qingfeng and the other two disembarked their plane, they strode into the city.
Their purpose in coming to this city was simple; it was the closest city to the Hong Clan island, and it also had a Hong Clan branch.
Being close to the Hong Clan island, this could be considered the biggest gathering ground for the Hong Clan. This city has quite a few gangs, but naturally, the largest faction is the Hong Clan stationed here.
The Hong Clan is the boss of this city.
Without any hesitation, under Luo Jiuya’s lead, Ye Qingfeng headed directly to the Hong Clan’s branch.
Since they had already arrived in Aguas, Ye Qingfeng intended to wipe out the Hong Clan’s stronghold here effortlessly. Although he didn’t have the time to eradicate all of the Hong Clan’s bases, he wouldn’t let an easy target slip by.
And at this moment.
In a villa estate in Aguas.
In the hall, sat a white man and a yellow-skinned man.
The yellow-skinned man was slightly older, around fifty years old, with short hair, a deep gaze, sipping a cup of tea leisurely.
And the white man was about forty years old, gazing at the yellow-skinned man with a somber expression.
"Sco, we’re all old friends, no need to be tense, have some tea." The short-haired yellow-skinned man smiled faintly, leaning against the sofa.
"Zuo Li, we’re all hustlers in Aguas, must you pursue annihilation?" The white man, called Sco, said deeply.
He surprisingly spoke in Huaxia Language.
"Annihilation? Sorry, Sco, I don’t know what you’re talking about, we’re supposed to be friends." Zuo Li said, leaning on the sofa.
"Zuo Li, I don’t want to beat around the bush with you. You Huaxia people are just too verbose. Let me ask you straight, must you go through with this?"
Sco appeared a little tense, staring coldly at Zuo Li.
But Zuo Li smiled faintly, calmly saying, "What, are you trying to threaten me?"
"No, it’s you who are too excessive. The entire port of Aguas is controlled by your Hong Clan, which is already the biggest slice of profit. Now you even want to fight us over the entertainment venues in Aguas. You’re really aiming for mutual destruction!"
Sco said deeply.
"You must understand, this is Mo Country territory, your behavior is overly arrogant!"
"Arrogant?"
Zuo Li sat up abruptly, a cold smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he slowly approached Sco.
"I am arrogant. So, what are you going to do about it? What, do you Snakehead Gang want to provoke our Hong Clan?"
In an instant, cold sweat dripped from Sco’s face. The Hong Clan was indeed too powerful, the overlord of this city.
Their power extends beyond just Aguas; the Hong Clan’s influence spans multiple countries, making it an international gang.
On the small island not far from Aguas, the headquarters of the Hong Clan is stationed, with thousands of mercenaries, their strength needed no further elaboration.
Absolutely not a foe for the trifling Snakehead Gang to provoke.
"Sorry, our Snakehead Gang will withdraw from Aguas." Sco stood up, spoke deeply.
He had lost hope, as the Hong Clan was set on expanding fully, and they had no power to resist.
"Goodbye, my old friend."
Zuo Li displayed a cold smile.
...
"Please! Help! Help..."
On the street, as Ye Qingfeng and the other two passed by an alley, a sharp voice rang out.
Not far ahead, they could see a circle formed by several Mo Country individuals, three whites, and two blacks, with two of the blacks holding daggers.
All three of Ye Qingfeng were Martial Artists, adept in vision, naturally easy to see; surrounded by five foreigners was a girl, who had just issued the call for help.
Ye Qingfeng was not a good Samaritan and was naturally not in the mood for a heroic rescue, especially in Mo Country. He came to eliminate the Hong Clan and was not interested in taking on more burdens.
Ye Qingfeng didn’t spare a glance, continuing to walk forward.
"Hey, get lost, yellow-skins, this isn’t a place for you." Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s group walking this way, a black person immediately turned around and yelled in English.
Ye Qingfeng ignored him and kept walking forward, just passing by.
"Didn’t you hear? Don’t think about playing hero, get lost quickly!"
That black person’s anger flared; he waved the dagger in his hand and roared.
He thought Ye Qingfeng’s trio intended to meddle, hence his extreme irritation.
"Get lost!"
As the black man brandished a dagger moving forward, Zhong Ming immediately shouted angrily.
This small fry needed no intervention from the instructor; Zhong Ming could handle him.
Zhong Ming’s words weren’t understood by the black man, but the girl surrounded in the circle comprehended it and urgently cried out: "Save me, please! Help me, I am a Huaxia person too. I’m here for a tour in Mo Country."
The girl’s voice carried a tinge of sobbing, urgently yelling.
Zhong Ming suddenly paused, countless he wouldn’t encounter a Huaxia girl here.
"You’re asking for trouble, you’re not getting away without a lesson." The black man bellowed in English, his face grim, wielding the dagger towards Zhong Ming.
"Ah, be careful!"
The girl got frightened and quickly shouted.
"Bang!"
Without hesitation, Zhong Ming slammed a kick into the black man’s chest, causing his tall frame to smash into the street’s wall.
