Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that the most capable general under King Jiangnan would be instantly killed by Ye Feng with just one move!?
As Thunder Tiger was beheaded, the other strong men present also showed fear and timidity, and were all intimidated by Ye Feng's momentum.
Ouyang Ziyu knew in his heart that at this time, even if he wanted others to take action, it would be difficult to instigate these people present.
what to do!?
Ouyang Ziyu wished he could immediately escape back to Ouyang Villa overseas.
Perhaps only the old monsters enshrined in the villa are this boy's opponents.
It's a pity that those strong men behave even more weirdly. They are only willing to protect the Villa Island and do not set foot in the outside world. There is no way to invite them to fight.
"how!?"
Seeing that the whole hall was silent, only Ye Feng's voice echoed in the hall.
"This Hongmen Banquet you arranged will not end like this, right?"
"Didn't you say that there are many strong men in the East China Sea?"
"keep going!"
Everyone was speechless.
There are indeed many powerful people in the East China Sea, but they are just like thunder tigers, very powerful beings in the eyes of ordinary people.
But I never thought that this person was completely beyond the scope of ordinary people.
Even Huang Jiaming, the governor of Songjiang who has been cultivating the East China Sea for several generations, racked his brains and couldn't think of any other strong man in the East China Sea who could control the young man in front of him?
"Brother Ye!" Ouyang Ziyu said sternly, "We have all seen how powerful you are, so there is no need to fight anymore. We, the black market, will admit defeat!"
"Please sit down and let's talk again."
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him was stunned again.
Unexpectedly, the huge black market would be convinced by one person and take the initiative to admit defeat.
This shows how much pressure and opponents we face this time.
This is probably the biggest crisis the black market has encountered since its establishment.
At this time, Huang Jiaming also hurriedly said: "Yes, Mr. Ye, please take a seat quickly."
"If you find it inconvenient to talk here, you can come to my study and chat slowly."
In Huang Jiaming's view, Ye Feng's identity was also very unusual. He was also an official of the imperial court, with a third-rank official position. There were some things he couldn't say clearly. It was better to change places and exchange benefits.
"No need!"
Ye Feng refused.
"I have nothing to talk about with you!"
"I have clearly told you that the purpose of my coming here is to destroy you!"
Ouyang Ziyu asked: "Is there no room for maneuver?"
"No!" Ye Feng said firmly.
Ouyang Ziyu paused and then said: "I will immediately send people to investigate the assassination of Master Kong after I return, and I will definitely give you an explanation."
"It's too late!" Ye Feng still had no intention of backing down.
Ouyang Ziyu was shocked and angry: "Ye Feng! Do you have to fight against my black market to the end!?"
"Did you know that our black market is spread across all walks of life, and one move can affect the whole body!"
"If there is no black market tomorrow, do you know how many people's interests will suffer huge losses!?"
"This includes many big shots in the officialdom, because we can turn their shady money into white money!"
"If you dare to be an enemy of our black market, you are an enemy of the world! When the time comes, the court will not tolerate you!"
"You have to think about it carefully!"
The network of relationships in the black market is intricate and complex, just like spiritual connections. It has penetrated into every aspect of society and is closely connected.
Therefore, the survival of the black market is also a major event that shakes the muscles and bones, like an earthquake, with far-reaching impact.
Ouyang Ziyu saw that Ye Feng was dumbfounded and didn't seem to understand anything, so he stated his interests to him, hoping that he would not do stupid things again.
The black market is a behemoth that no one can touch.
"Young Master Ouyang is right." Huang Jiaming, the governor of Songjiang Prefecture, also hurriedly advised, "Master Ye, please think again."
"Yes, yes..." The guests around him also offered words of advice.
After all, if the black market really disappears, the people present will suffer the most.
"Master Huang!?" Ye Feng asked with a sneer, "It seems that you have close ties with the black market! If I eradicate the black market, your Huang family will definitely suffer a lot of losses, right?"
"This..." Huang Jiaming smiled awkwardly, "How could... Master Ye be joking..."
"Humph, I don't care what you do, but what I want to do is like the ambition of a river, flowing to the sea, unstoppable!" Ye Feng said sternly, "I will destroy the black market today!"
Ye Feng's words were sonorous and powerful, shocking everyone present.
"Okay!!!" Ouyang Ziyu no longer tolerated it, stood up and said, "Since you have talked about this, my black market is not someone who can be bullied!"
"Today, I will let you see the background and capabilities of our black market!"
With that said, Ouyang Ziyu was about to leave: "The headquarters of our black market is at Ouyang Villa, an island located outside the East China Sea!"
"If you want to destroy my black market, all you need to do is destroy Ouyang Villa! By then, the black market will automatically collapse!"
"Ye Feng, do you dare to follow me back to the villa!?"
Ye Feng had this intention.
Seeing that Ouyang Ziyu is taking Ye Feng back to Ouyang Villa, it is obvious that the final battle with the black market is inevitable.
Everyone present was shocked and curious, but no matter which side wins, it will be a big news that will shock the world.
Just as the two of them were preparing to leave.
Suddenly, a strange middle-aged man with murderous intent appeared outside the hall.
Wearing a Western cowboy suit and a cowboy hat, the brim of the hat covers half of his face, but he can still tell that he has a resolute and Western face.
This is actually a foreign man!
"saint!?"
"Codename: Killer Saint!?"
The foreign killers present immediately showed expressions of excitement and fear after seeing this man.
What was exciting was that the headquarters immediately sent reinforcements; what was scary was that the reinforcements turned out to be the most terrifying descendants of the saints in the organization!
That is a real god of death. Not only can it make the target of death feel scared, but even their colleagues, after seeing this person, can't help but feel fear as if they are facing a devil.
"No need to go!" the foreign man said coldly, and pulled out the revolver from his waist, "Let's decide the winner right here!"
