The Blood Eagle Squad wasn't well-known domestically.

However, in the Tsarist Region abroad, it was a terrifying organization.

This assassin organization was mixed with countless retired special forces soldiers.

Some were exceptionally skilled martial arts combat experts.

They were like a pack of hungry wolves, fighting solely to hunt.

No one would know that behind them stood Yi Weibing.

To cultivate this batch of elite bodyguards, Yi Weibing had spared no effort.

Each of these men could, with human strength, fight against the fierce and massive polar bears.

After joining the Blood Eagle, these men participated in special forces training in various countries in different ways.

They served for two to three years, then retired from the military and joined the Blood Eagle Squad.

This batch of people were outwardly Yi Weibing's bodyguards.

But in actuality, they were the sharpest bayonets in his hand.

Whether it was encountering battles guarding military weapons or executing international high bounty tasks.

"The Blood Eagle Squad" represented victory.

And Yi Weibing, because of this squad, became a notorious underground great owl internationally.

Mr. Yi's reputation could rival that of Commander Sahas of the Garage Organization.

At this moment, the Blood Eagle Squad had returned to their country to deal with a few trivial family bodyguards.

In Yi Weibing's view, it was like using a cleaver to kill a chicken.

Outside the Ancestral Temple, Yi Weibing stood coldly.

A "Supreme" cigarette dangled from his lips, and his eyes held an extraordinary domineering aura.

This time, leading the team were two of Yi Weibing's top generals.

One was Sha Bo, a Super Soldier King who had fought countless battles during the Iraq Wars and had killed numerous people.

The other was Hankins, the King of Black Fist from New York.

The reason for deploying these two was not to kill, but rather to avoid killing.

The combat style of the Blood Eagle Squad had always been bloodthirsty and brutal.

Wherever they went, they left bodies everywhere, and rivers of blood.

Only Sha Bo and Hankins could hold back this bloodthirsty and insane squad.

Huaxia is a country that adheres to the rule of law.

If minor family conflicts affected Yi Weibing's reputation,

it would be a loss not worth the gain for him.

Yi Weibing's aim in obtaining the position of Yi Family Head wasn't for money or power.

In Yi Weibing's view, the position of Yi Family Head wasn't worth a penny.

The reason he was desperate to gain this position of Yi Family Head,

was merely to secure a relatively safe and hidden identity.

Thus, during this entry into the country,

Yi Weibing strictly forbade the Blood Eagle Squad from using firearms, equipping them only with basic swing sticks and daggers.

In fact, many Blood Eagle team members scorned the use of daggers and swing sticks.

Their ability to kill with bare hands was not inferior to when they had guns.

The man wearing black-framed glasses, Bi Xiongchun, watched this bunch of fierce fellows.

He felt a chill down his spine, his voice trembling.

"Second brother, where did you find these fellows?"

"Just looking at their aura makes me shiver."

Yi Weibing said indifferently, "Don't worry about it."

"Just cripple Su Yinxue and the man she brought with her, leaving them barely alive."

"We'll only let the old man live, and see what he can say."

Bi Xiongchun nodded, "With these strong guys helping, everything is easy to say."

"Otherwise, if the old man supports Su Yinxue, we truly wouldn't manage."

Yi Weibing sneered.

"What's difficult about it? When I handle things, it's just eight words."

He squeezed eight words through the gaps of his teeth.

"Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish; if the old guy doesn't listen to me, I'll kill him too."

Such rebellious words came naturally to Yi Weibing.

Bi Xiongchun and the dozen or so Yi Family elite offspring behind him all shuddered fearfully.

At that moment, inside the ancestral temple, Yang Fei was already clashing with the elite members of the Blood Eagle Squad.

Yang Fei took one glance at the Blood Eagle Squad members who were lunging at him and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, furrowing his brows.

Through Yang Fei's professional eye,

this group of bodyguards moved with the ferocity of wolves and tigers.

Moreover, they were grouped in threes, maintaining a tacit coordination in their step techniques and movement paths.

They were always ready to burst out with the most formidable combat power.

Moreover, each person emitted a bone-chilling murderous intent, thick like coagulated blood.

Only those who had killed countless could carry such a terrifying aura.

Experts!

All of them were experts!

Yang Fei instantly discerned how formidable this bodyguard team was.

Although their number didn't exceed twenty,

their elite combat power could very well match any of the most elite Special Forces internationally.

Who would believe that such an elite and fierce squad was merely the personal bodyguard of a corporate CEO?

As soon as it was said, action swiftly followed.

The vanguard of the Blood Eagle Squad, like a giant attacking arrowhead,

had already charged to Yang Fei's front.

The first to attack Yang Fei was a small team of three in the vanguard.

A tall Old Maozi with a chin covered in a thick, lush beard.

He thrust his triangular military spike directly at Yang Fei's left leg.

In the air, a hissing sound was heard.

Meanwhile, the guy on Old Maozi's side, brandishing a metal chain, looped it towards Yang Fei's neck.

The two men launched their attacks simultaneously.

The third man, holding a pair of daggers, moved quickly as if he was covering, yet also ready to strike at any moment.

For these three Blood Eagle Team Members, killing was not difficult.

The hardest part was to incapacitate Yang Fei while keeping him alive.

They were all accustomed to the battlefield tactic of striking to kill.

Yang Fei chopped with his palm, hitting Old Maozi's triangular spike squarely.

With a heavy thud, Old Maozi's hand shook violently.

His triangular spike flew out and fell to the ground, becoming a curved scale.

Old Maozi hesitated for a moment, then launched a bow stance straight punch at Yang Fei.

His fist, large as a vinegar bowl, vibrated the air, emitting a thunderous sound as it aimed for Yang Fei's abdomen.

Old Maozi's reaction was undeniably quick.

However, Yang Fei kicked up, hitting him squarely on the jaw.

Old Maozi's bulky body, like that of a bear, flipped three hundred sixty degrees in the air.

Then, he rolled all the way down the stone steps.

At that moment, the guy with the iron chain had already looped it around Yang Fei's neck.

This guy suddenly pulled the chain hard, making it clatter and stretch taut.

According to his experience, Yang Fei should pass out due to suffocation and lack of oxygen.

However, Yang Fei fiercely headbutted toward his head.

Bang!

The guy using the chain felt as if his head was struck by a large iron hammer.

His nasal bones broke, his eyebrow bones fractured, and he lost seven or eight teeth.

His body flew out like a kite with a broken string, turning into a rolling gourd.

Meanwhile, the last guy immediately raised his twin daggers, charging close to Yang Fei.

His twin daggers swished audibly, the sight of their blade flowers dazzled the eyes.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, stretching out his hand and deftly grasping the man's wrist.

With a crack, he dislocated the twin-dagger man's elbow and wrist joints.

Then, Yang Fei wrapped his left leg around the man's right leg and twisted fiercely.

With a crisp snap, the man's leg bones were immediately twisted into two or three pieces.

Internationally, the Blood Eagle Squad, feared and dreaded by all,

appeared as frail as infants before Yang Fei.

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