This force could sweep away any of the Great Owls in the Thirteen Provinces!

Everyone's hearts were trembling.

Of course, if these people

knew about Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya's Martial Arts Realms, who knows how terrified they would have been.

In the Great Owls of the Southern Thirteen Provinces, having even one Energy Transformation Master was impressive.

Yet, Lanting Group had four!

That's not even counting the experienced, explosively powerful Fan Yi and Mad Blade, who could easily stand up against Energy Transformation Masters.

If just now, Yang Fei's Dragon Claw Hand had made the present Kings and Great Owls fearful, then now everyone's soul had been shaken by a Level Twelve earthquake.

No wonder Golden Buddha had entrusted his affairs to Yang Fei.

He led the Lanting Group.

Their strength had far surpassed the other twelve provinces that were also provincial Great Owls.

Watching Yang Fei, Mad Blade, and a few others joke and curse,

everyone's expressions turned respectful.

The rules of the Underground Martial World are such, the strong are revered.

Without strength, you are nothing.

Yet, once Yang Fei demonstrated his formidable strength,

everyone had to reconsider their attitudes when speaking and acting.

The once deemed Pretty Boy Yang Fei, immediately became a person to be revered by everyone.

Even Yang Fei's wicked technique, Monkey Steals Peach,

in everyone's eyes, became a profound and mysterious martial study.

In fact, Yang Fei had not struck harshly.

It was just that the place he attacked was a man's most vulnerable area.

Ordinary men couldn't touch it, and even Super Warriors couldn't withstand being struck there.

So, Yang Fei easily defeated several Great Owls, rendering them like dead dogs.

His aim was merely to intimidate.

And now, Yang Fei had achieved his goal.

The present Kings and Great Owls' expressions turned respectful.

Someone came forward personally to greet Yang Fei and to apologize for the earlier disrespect.

Pei Yong and Liang Hongbo that Yang Fei had defeated glared angrily at him.

But, neither dared to provoke further trouble.

Yang Fei chatted and joked with other Kings and Great Owls complacently.

This guy never considered himself a big deal, and he had no airs about him.

As long as you didn't offend him, everything was negotiable.

Additionally, Yang Fei's lowbrow humor always managed to make others laugh heartily.

His humorous charm seemed innately endearing and trustworthy.

In less than an hour, Yang Fei had become chummy with a few Kings and Great Owls, as close as if they were brothers.

This guy had an incredibly precise grasp of human psychology.

His vulgar yet sincere tone, humorous yet authoritative manner of speaking,

quickly established a positive image of himself.

In everyone's hearts,

Yang Fei's image had transformed from the initial idiotic official's second generation

to now being witty, stylish, and fiercely loyal, a true underground hero.

He had a zest for life and sincerely valued human connections.

He had great power, yet he never oppressed others with it.

He was generous in his dealings, yet not foolish.

Even more rare was that this guy was suave, handsome, and gentlemanly,

but he lacked the obnoxious arrogance and pretentious modesty of Nobles.

Such a person naturally earned much respect and liking.

Many even felt guilty.

Such an charismatic King and loyal friend,

and yet they had deliberately ostracized and slandered him, which was utterly wrong.

Yang Fei watched as everyone was flattered by his seamless flattery, utterly disoriented and lost.

A smirk played in his mind.

Nobody knew.

When this guy completed the Special Forces comprehensive training course, his manners and social interaction scores were all excellent.

Even the female colonel in charge of the examination was charmed by his attractive aura and demeanor.

And by his side, there were always many practical books.

Talk About the Scammers Around You, The Psychological Weak Points of Human Nature, Do You Understand Your Subconscious?

The Magic Principles of Shallow Interpersonal Interaction, Thirty-Six Moves for a Hookup, Complete Techniques of the Bedroom...

Books like these, Yang Fei devoted a great deal of effort to study and practice.

These books completely transformed Yang Fei into a super scammer who deceived invisibly.

Many people, under his subconscious guidance, unwittingly fell into the traps he set.

These cruel, cunning, and malicious Great Owls of the underground.

In Yang Fei's eyes, they all seemed as innocent as Little Red Riding Hood.

He did not even need to pretend to be the Big Bad Wolf to lead them all into the pit.

An hour later, the crowd had already forgotten Yang Fei's indecent practices.

Yang Fei had apparently become a good man, a respected gentleman, a friend worth entrusting one's life to.

Mad Blade and others, accustomed to Yang Fei's shamelessness, rolled their eyes and went about their own activities.

But Xiao Xuanya remained by Yang Fei's side.

Listening to Yang Fei interact and converse with various provincial Great Owls.

Xiao Xuanya watched as three or four Great Owls seemed to have met their soul mates in Yang Fei, as if they could not wait to become sworn brothers immediately.

She could not help but want to laugh.

This darned guy, his mouth seemed to be coated with honey.

Moreover, he had such a precise grasp of everyone's psyche.

If this bane were to deliberately do evil,

he would likely become a super international scammer.

In the ship's surveillance room, in front of a neat row of monitor screens,

a guy, lounging with his legs crossed, watched the monitors with a half-smile.

The screens showed the scene of Yang Fei and all the Great Owls making merry on the deck.

His face carried a sinister smirk.

His eyes were narrow, the pupils tinged with a strange, eerie green.

This man, at first glance, looked like a real venomous snake.

His slender yet lanky body twisted unnaturally, resembling a snake coiled on the chair.

His voice was rough and hoarse, filled with the sound of a python swallowing its prey.

That murky, hoarse voice, however, carried a grating, metallic abrasiveness.

It was hair-raising to hear.

"My hunt is about to begin, my friends, I wish you all a good time."

Just then, the door of the surveillance room suddenly opened.

The strange man's figure flickered and then disappeared.

A duty officer, rubbing his sore neck and cursing, walked in.

Just then, he seemed to smell something and couldn't help but sniff.

"What's this smell, why is it so fishy?"

He turned around searching everywhere, but saw nothing.

However, he did not notice the corner of a garment peeking out between two file cabinets.

Between the two file cabinets, not more than ten centimeters apart, just the width of an Oxford Dictionary, yet that man had just been hiding in this very gap.

His head stretched out from between the two file cabinets.

His glistening eyes slightly closed,

yet like a venomous snake in the dark, he fiercely stared at the duty officer.

The duty officer, finding nothing, sat back down and continued to monitor the screens.

Before long, he started to nod off.

At that very moment, something strange happened to the man.

His body, thin as a sheet of metal, extended and stretched to an unbelievable degree.

He easily squeezed out from between the two file cabinets, preparing to leave.

But just then, the duty officer suddenly sneezed violently.

He almost fell off the chair.

The duty officer unconsciously twisted his neck and instantly saw the person behind him.

He suddenly widened his eyes.

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