When Wan Shaoling looked at Ye Feng and told him that all three Death Cards had been passed, his words were filled with pride, self-satisfaction, and even a hint of ecstasy!

Six survive one, and he had survived. That was his pride!

He had successfully passed Ye Feng's three Death Cards. That was his self-satisfaction!

And he would have the opportunity to take revenge on Ye Feng again, which brought him extreme ecstasy!

Inside the boxing ring, members of the Qi Family glared at Wan Shaoling with eyes full of hatred, wishing they could tear him apart.

Meanwhile, members of the Wan Family were extremely excited; their successor had survived.

At that moment, everyone's gaze turned to Ye Feng, wanting to see how he would respond.

Ye Feng's expression showed a trace of amusement, his lips slightly quirking upward, and his eyes, when he looked at Wan Shaoling, were filled with coldness:

"When did you pass the third Death Card?"

Huh?

Ye Feng's words stunned everyone in the boxing ring, causing Wan Shaoling's expression to darken:

"What? Is Major General Ye going back on his word? I killed Huang Batian, and that means I passed the third Death Card. Everyone here can attest to that!"

As Wan Shaoling's words fell, the people of the Wan Family also started to shout:

"Major General Ye, we believe you won't go back on your word. Shaoling has already successfully passed all three Death Cards; you must let him go now!"

The people of the Wan Family were trying to build momentum for Wan Shaoling, but the rest of the families remained silent, unwilling to offend a major general for the sake of a ruthless Wan Shaoling!

"I think you must be mistaken!"

At this moment, Ye Feng swept a dismissive glance around the room, silencing everyone:

"Wan Shaoling, did I tell you that killing Huang Tianba was passing the third Death Card? Did I tell you what the third Death Card was?"

Uh...

At these words, Wan Shaoling's breathing seized up, suddenly recalling that when he had first made a preemptive strike against Huang Batian, Ye Feng had not specified what the third Death Card was.

Not just him, everyone else was equally taken aback!

The first Death Card was six to survive three, and the second was three to survive two. In everyone's conventional thinking, the third should have been two to survive one.

But now...

The faces of the Wan Family members instantly turned unsightly; even Wan Shaoling himself turned as pale as a sheet!

They now realized that the so-called third Death Card they had guessed was just their own wishful thinking!

"You killing Huang Batian was just you being clever! And people like you, cleverness only leads to your own undoing!"

Ye Feng's expression was cold, and after finishing his statement, he paused and then his gaze burst out with flickers of icy brilliance:

"My third Death Card is... you must die!!!"

Boom!

Ye Feng's words exploded in Wan Shaoling's head like a thunderclap, blinding him momentarily.

"What a poisonous heart!"

Wan Shaoling looked up at Ye Feng, and at that moment, he finally understood that all his actions had been anticipated by Ye Feng.

Or rather, Ye Feng had calculated from the very beginning that he would attack Huang Batian unannounced, and even wishfully believed that killing Huang Batian equated to passing the third Death Card.

Thinking of how Ye Feng had perfectly seen through his thinking habits and actions, leading him step by step into a trap, Wan Shaoling felt a chill all over his body.

What deep scheming!!!

At this moment, Wan Shaoling felt that his tricks were like child's play in front of Ye Feng, who had seen through human nature and seen through him!

And while Wan Shaoling's mind was blank, Ye Feng spoke again,

"Previously, you made me face a hundred boxers alone! Now, I'll give you a chance too!"

Having said that, Ye Feng gave Wu Hai a look, who then understood and waved his hand towards the lower ranks of the Kowloon Gang, immediately opening the iron cage door. Over a hundred burly men with machetes entered, their expressions fierce.

They instantly surrounded Wan Shaoling.

Seeing this, Wan Shaoling's complexion utterly changed. No matter how cunning he was, facing this certain death situation, his soul was terrified.

"No!!! Ye Feng, no, Major General... please, please give me one last chance! I am willing to serve you, to be at your beck and call! I hope you spare my life..."

Wan Shaoling's panic could no longer be concealed. At this moment, he knelt down towards Ye Feng's direction upstairs with a thud, repeatedly kowtowing.

This scene did not move Ye Feng at all. At his gesture, those burly men rushed forward, slashing at Wan Shaoling with their machetes.

Inside the cage, blood flew everywhere, and cries of agony echoed, making everyone shiver to the core!

Ye Feng merely glanced and then led his men straight out of the Batian Clubhouse.

Once they were outside the clubhouse, Ye Feng turned to look at Ninth Master.

"Major Ye!"

Knowing that Ye Feng definitely had something to instruct him, Ninth Master immediately came up to Ye Feng and slightly bowed.

"Li Jiu, Huang Batian is dead. The Batian Clubhouse is now yours," Ye Feng said:

"I will talk to Mayor Hua and the others!"

Ye Feng's words initially startled Ninth Master, and then he was thrilled beyond words.

The Batian Clubhouse of Huang Batian was the most renowned Treasure Bowl in Mingzhu City, and its daily turnover was astronomical.

Now that Ye Feng had entrusted the clubhouse to him, it was indeed like handing him a treasure!

Especially since Ye Feng would speak to Mayor Hua and others, ensuring that Kowloon Gang's status in Mingzhu City would be unshakable!

Sensing Ninth Master's excitement, Ye Feng warned him, "You know what I detest, there are some things you shouldn't touch!"

Having dealt with Ye Feng two years ago, Ninth Master well understood his likes and dislikes, especially his hatred for forced prostitution and drug trafficking!

Likewise, that was also the reason why the Kowloon Gang had avoided these two things in the past two years.

"Rest assured, Major Ye, I, Li Jiu, swear on my life, Kowloon Gang will never engage in forced prostitution or drug trafficking! Should I break this oath, may I be struck down by heaven and earth!" Ninth Master solemnly promised at this moment.

Seeing this, Ye Feng finally felt relieved and then looked toward old Mr. Jiang.

Old Mr. Jiang was initially startled, then understanding what was implied, was immensely overjoyed.

"Old master, this is the best opportunity for your Jiang Family to rise! Don't miss it!"

Ye Feng said with a smile, knowing the Jiang Family had always treated him well, he felt this was a way to repay them.

"Rest assured! Now that those families' doom is near, our Jiang Family will not be merciful!"

Known as a living Demi Immortal for his sharp mind, old Mr. Jiang instantly grasped that Ye Feng wanted the Jiang Family to take over the properties of the Wan Family, Qi Family, and Zhang Family.

Moreover, old Mr. Jiang believed that the underground forces like Kowloon Gang, along with high officials in Mingzhu City such as Mayor Hua, would definitely support him strongly!

The other members of the Jiang Family were naturally not fools. Hearing the conversation between Ye Feng and old Mr. Jiang, they could sense the underlying meaning and were trembling with excitement, utterly elated!

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