Chapter 982 You are just a slave

"Hahaha, this kid is almost dying. Humph, dare to be an enemy of our Han family? He's looking for death!"

When he saw Hatoyama starting to turn defense into offense and Ye Feng was retreating step by step, Han Xiuyuan could no longer suppress his inner excitement and laughed arrogantly.

Duan Shijing on the side frowned and said, "I advise you not to be happy too soon. I always feel that things are not that simple."

Han Xiuyuan was thrown a bucket of cold water by him, and he was a little unhappy. "Why do you always like to sing against me? Don't you see that Lord Jiushan has completely gained the upper hand? Even a blind person can see that this kid is about to collapse."

Duan Shijing glanced at him and said, "When looking at a problem, you must look at it comprehensively and systematically, and don't let a small victory in front of you get carried away."

Han Xiuyuan was immediately furious. "Are you saying that I am short-sighted? Duan Shijing, don't think that just because I usually rely on you, you can just ride on my head and shit on me."

"Don't forget, I am the master and you are just a servant."

He was almost in danger of having his entire family wiped out today, and he was already depressed enough. Duan Shijing kept belittling him, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed and completely exploded.

Duan Shijing was stunned at the time, "What did you say? I am your slave?"

Because he had received favors from Han Xiuyuan's father in his early years, the old man of the Han family instructed him before his death, hoping that he could assist his incompetent son and preserve the Han family's business.

He also fulfilled his promise and spent half his life assisting Han Xiuyuan, always treating him as his brother.

Unexpectedly, in the other party's eyes, I am just a slave?
Han Xiuyuan also realized that he had said the wrong thing, but since he had already said it, how embarrassing it would be to take it back.
"Humph, who gave you the wealth and glory you have today? I hope you won't be ungrateful and act like an ungrateful person."

His words were extremely heartless. Duan Shijing felt his chest churning violently and a mouthful of blood might spurt out at any time.

It was not until today that he realized that half his life's work had turned into a joke.

Master? Servant?
Haha, how sad! How ridiculous!
At the same time, the speed of the samurai sword in Hatoyama's hand became faster and faster.

Ye Feng was forced into a panic and was nearly hit several times. It seemed that he was at the end of his strength.

If the attack is a little faster, it can be killed completely.

But Hatoyama soon discovered to his horror that no matter how fierce his attack was, Ye Feng could dodge it at the last moment.

It looks embarrassing, but he always escapes danger.

It's understandable if it happens once or twice, but if it happens every time, it's a bit unusual.

No, I fell into a trap!

He suddenly guessed the other party's intention and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The real advantage of a ninja lies in seclusion, especially in a night like this, where they are like fish in water.

If he continued to use the method of hiding + surprise attack, Ye Feng would definitely be in a state of panic.

As long as you find the right opportunity, you can kill with one strike.

The opponent obviously thought of this, so he deliberately lured him into a head-on confrontation. In this way, his biggest advantage was gone, and once his physical strength was exhausted, he would have no choice but to sit and wait for death.

He should have thought of this a long time ago, but Ye Feng pretended too well.

First he pretended to be poisoned to lure him into taking action, and then he continued to pretend to be in danger, making him mistakenly believe that he would be able to kill him soon.

In this way, he was completely led by the other party.

After the fight just now, his physical strength decreased rapidly, and now his movements are not as fast as before.

After thinking this through, he immediately gave up the pursuit and prepared to continue hiding.

But it's too late!

Ye Feng stopped retreating, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and suddenly he raised his hand and ejected a silver needle.

Just as Hatoyama dodged, he flew into the air and kicked down.

"call……"

This kick was like the collapse of Mount Tai or the strike of lightning, with great power and great speed.

Hatoyama had just dodged the attack of the silver needle and had no time to dodge before his left shoulder was immediately hit.

With a loud bang and a teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking, Hatoyama's left shoulder collapsed immediately and his entire arm hung down limply.

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth and he tried to retreat while enduring the severe pain.

But Ye Feng had set up the trap for such a long time, how could he let him escape so easily? After one successful strike, subsequent attacks came like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang..."

His two fists hit Hatoyama's chest continuously. It seemed light and not very strong, but in fact, each punch had a force of hundreds of pounds.

"Puff puff……"

Blood kept gushing out of Hatoyama's mouth, and he had no chance to fight back at all.

"boom!"

Ye Feng’s last punch weighed over a thousand pounds, and Hatoyama’s body flew directly into the air like a kite with a broken string.

After drawing a graceful parabola, it fell heavily to the ground.

The battle is over!

(End of this chapter)