Chapter 87 Do you think you're Lu Xiaofeng?

  The relatives of the Ye family in the courtyard were stunned again. Although Ye Biao being beaten into a pig's head was comical, no one on the scene could laugh out loud, nor did they dare to make a sound, fearing that they would offend Ye Yong and his family.

  At this time, almost everyone's gaze at Ye Han was filled with complex meaning, and they were all wondering how Ye Han had become so fierce. He stood there without moving, yet he slapped Ye Biao twice, and the two slaps were very solid, giving people the feeling that it wasn't Ye Han hitting Ye Biao, but rather Ye Biao obediently offering his face to be hit.

  Ye Biao is who? He is Ye Han's elder cousin, the village tyrant, and a police officer at the town police station. To slap him in the face requires great courage, yet Ye Han not only slapped him once but twice, this kind of bravery is not something ordinary people possess.

  Seeing Ye Han hitting someone and still having a calm expression, Ye Huan's heart skipped a beat. As a martial arts school student, he knew that if the first slap was just luck, then the second one was purely based on skill. Could it be true what his father said about "Ye Han single-handedly subduing four knife-wielding robbers"?

  He didn't know that if it weren't for the fact that his father and Ye Biao's father were close brothers, Ye Han would have slapped him with one ear slap after another, and wouldn't stop until Ye Biao cried out for mercy.

  Ye Han originally didn't want to stoop to the level of the three people, but they were too vicious with their words. Seeing his own family members being provoked to such an extent, Ye Han couldn't remain silent anymore. With his personality, if he didn't take action, it was fine; but once he did, he would make sure to intimidate the opponent thoroughly and make them completely surrender.

  Alright, take this opportunity to suppress the arrogance of Second Uncle and his three sons, so they won't dare to point fingers at their own family members or gossip about them in the future.

  "Yehan, you're quite something! Alright, I won't be able to take you down, but someone else can... Huanzi, what are you standing there for? Your brother is being beaten up, why aren't you doing anything?"

  He was slapped twice by Ye Han, and if he continued to pretend to be a hero, Ye Biao would be a fool. He covered his face and retreated two steps, making eye contact with his brother Ye Huan.

  "Brother, get out of the way and watch me!"

  Ye Huan rushed to Ye Han's side in two or three steps, but instead of attacking hastily, he started circling around Ye Han while making low, strange noises from his throat. Occasionally, he would wipe his nose with his left hand. His posture and expression were completely mimicking international Kung Fu superstar Bruce Lee, but his appearance and temperament were far from it, giving people the feeling that a country chicken was trying to imitate a phoenix, which was quite amusing.

  According to Ye Hong's usual temperament, he should have rushed up and beaten Ye Han with a punch and kick long ago. However, the two slaps that Ye Han gave Ye Biao just now made him feel a little apprehensive, unable to fathom Ye Han's strength, and dared not to act rashly. He kept walking back and forth beside Ye Han, trying to find Ye Han's weakness and then defeat him with one blow.

  Of course, this "punishment" is not to hurt or cripple Ye Han, but to make him ache for a few days and unable to get out of bed, and then humiliate him severely, giving him a severe lesson.

  "Dad, brother, you guys back off too! This guy is just a paper tiger, I can knock him down with just one finger!" Ye Han saw his father Ye Kui and older brother Ye Shan wanting to come over to help him, so he smiled and waved them away.

  As he spoke with a flourish, it was inevitable that he would be slightly distracted. Ye Hu felt that this time he had finally found an opportunity, and let out a loud roar, throwing a straight punch at Ye Han's left shoulder.

  He could easily break a brick in two with one punch, his strength was considerable. If Ye Han were an ordinary person, his shoulder would have been bruised by this punch and it would have hurt for at least ten days or so.

  You stinky brat, you dare to say I'm a paper tiger! You dare to say that one finger can poke me down! Come on and try poking me then! Haha, watch this punch of mine, if it doesn't make you cry out for your dad and mom and grandma, that's weird!

  Ye Fan was excitedly shouting in his heart, with a fist that was carrying a strong gust of wind, and it seemed to be about to smash onto Ye Han's shoulder.

  Because of the increasingly intense conflict between Ye Han and Ye Biao, the atmosphere in the courtyard became more and more tense. Some people were excited, while others were worried. Everyone knew that no matter who was injured, the relationship between the two families would be over from now on.

  Although in their hearts, Ye's relatives were more sympathetic to Ye Kui and his family, from the perspective of practical interests, if they had to take a stance, they would definitely lean towards supporting Ye Yong.

  In these times, there are still those who are noble and upright, but more people prioritize immediate benefits. Whichever family has money and power is the side they naturally lean towards.

  Ye Han slapped Ye Biao twice, and this was already a done deal. Even if Ye Hong helped his brother save face, Ye Han had still greatly offended Ye Biao. Ye Biao was a police officer in the town's police station, and it was said that he got along well with the director of the station. If he were to get angry, then in the future, Ye Kui's family might not even be able to return to their hometown!

  As some people in the yard were lost in thought, the conflict between Ye Han and Ye Huan had also come to an end.

  Facing Ye Han's incoming powerful fist, Ye Han stood still on the spot, with an expression of disdain that made Ye Han feel frustrated. He raised his right arm and extended his right index finger to meet Ye Han's fist in a light and airy manner.

  "Damn, you really think you can take me down with just one finger? You're crazy! Do you think you're Luk Siu Fung? I'll break your fingers, you deserve it! Let you pretend to be a hero! Ahh!"

  Ye Fan's thought had not ended when he felt his fist hit an iron pillar, a painful and numb feeling starting from the end of his fist, like electricity flowing along his right arm, spreading to half of his body. He let out a miserable cry, unable to stand steadily, and collapsed to the ground, his right arm hanging down limply like overcooked noodles.

  "What's going on?"

  Ye Feng sat on the ground, struggling several times but unable to get up, his right arm seemingly not his own, and he was shocked and lost color.

  Ye Han looked down at Ye Huan with a condescending gaze, his eyes seeming to regard him as nothing more than an insignificant ant. He then walked over to the side and picked up a brick, saying to Ye Huan: "You think you're impressive just because you can smash a brick? Ha! I'd say that's even giving you too much credit - it's barely worthy of being called a three-legged cat's skill. Now, let me show you what real skill looks like!"

  Under the gaze of everyone in the courtyard, Ye Han held the brick with his left hand and transformed his right hand into a knife. With a swift and smooth motion, he chopped at the brick horizontally, each cut causing a piece to fall to the ground. It felt as if his hand was not a hand, but a sharp knife, and the brick was not a brick, but a block of tofu!

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