The Romantic Soldier King

"Even I was killed by Ye Cheng!" Ye Tianming could clearly feel the sharpness of the dagger. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He begged for mercy and said, "Brother Long, let's talk this way. Besides, I have nothing to do with his trouble. I'm not offending you."

He knew in his heart that he was just an ordinary little hoodlum. If he wanted money, he didn't have money, he didn't have power, and he simply couldn't fight against a Nine-Striped Dragon. If he was truly killed, he wouldn't even have a place to declare his innocence.

"Let go of daybreak, he has nothing to do with this." Ye Cheng's face was as calm as water, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It's fine if I release him, but first tell me where that bastard Wu Jingyi is." The Nine-Striped Dragon said angrily. If he didn't dig out the scriptures today, he wouldn't be able to rest at ease for a day. The scar on his face could be said to be quite common in other places, but the fact that the scar was on his face made it seem like a humiliation to him.

"All these years, the person who fought against him did not end up well, and he just missed out on a nameless newbie, which made him angry and resentful." "After I find that bastard, I must skin him and pull out his tendons, cut open his stomach, and chop him into meat paste to feed to the dogs. Only then will I be able to dispel the hatred in my heart."

"I don't know where he is!" Ye Cheng's gaze swept across a machete on the ground. He calculated the amount of time it would take for him to jump over to pick up the machete and throw it at the Nine-Striped Dragon. He did not have a good relationship with Ye Tianming, but Ye Tianming was his mother's biological son, so no matter what, he had to ensure his safety.

"Brother Long, we're here!" At that moment, the iron door of the casino was pushed open. A group of thugs armed with knives, sticks, and other weapons rushed down the stairs.

Seeing that his subordinate had arrived, the Nine-striped Dragon laughed sinisterly, "Do you take me for a three year old child?! If I don't teach you guys a lesson, it seems like you won't say it. " He suddenly wielded his dagger and fiercely stabbed Ye Tianming in the shoulder.

"The dagger stabbed deep into his flesh, causing Ye Tianming to scream miserably." Brother Long, show mercy! "

The Nine-Striped Dragon was puzzled as to why Ye Tianming was still motionless even after being stabbed like a fool. Could he have been scared silly?

With the stab of the dagger, Ye Cheng also made his move. He rolled towards the ground at a lightning speed, grabbed his machete and threw it out without any delay. A series of quick and agile movements were made in the blink of an eye.

The cleaver passed straight through the Nine-Striped Dragon, giving it a fright. It did not have enough time to pull out the dagger on Ye Tianming's shoulder, so it hurriedly dodged. His movements were not slow, but how could he be faster than the speed of a machete?

A cold light flashed, and the machete nailed itself onto the Nine-Striped Dragon's arm. He let out a miserable howl like a pig being butchered, then wrapped his arms around his arm and quickly retreated. Quick, kill those two bastards! "

Those thugs also arrived. Some surrounded the Nine-Striped Dragon, while others chopped towards Ye Tianming.

After throwing out the machete, Ye Cheng rushed forward like a shadow, pulling Ye Tianming to his side. He pulled out the dagger on Ye Tianming's shoulder, raised his hand to block the falling machete, and at the same time, sent the thug flying with a kick.

Ye Cheng opened up Ye Tianming's acupoints and sealed his blood vessels so that it wouldn't bleed too much. It protected him from clashing with the new thugs.

"Beat him to death." "Yes." The Nine-Striped Dragon was fearful of Ye Cheng's abilities. Under the protection of the four people, he retreated up the stairs. He pointed at Ye Cheng and gnashed his teeth in hatred. Whoever cuts down this bastard will be rewarded with a reward of ten thousand yuan. If we kill him, the reward will be two hundred thousand yuan.

One slash for ten thousand yuan was considered a very high price in a small town. Under the heavy reward, the thugs became even more excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They surrounded Ye Cheng and crazily attacked him.

This group of lackeys only had a dozen or so people. The Nine-Striped Dragon was afraid that they wouldn't be able to take down Ye Cheng, so it hurriedly left the casino. It gathered more people and rushed over.

The bar began to clear out the area, driving away all the guests. There were thugs and hooligans who came in continuously, blocking the entrance of the bar completely.

After dealing with the thugs who charged into the casino, Ye Cheng did not leave. He simply bandaged Ye Tianming's wounds and found some clothes for him to wear.

"Ye Cheng, I'm going to be killed by you. If you leave after causing such a ruckus, how am I supposed to stay at Seaside County in the future?!" "I've offended Brother Long, tomorrow I will turn into a savage corpse in the wilderness." Ye Tianming couldn't stop complaining. He was so angry that he was about to die.

"I won't leave you behind. Tonight, I will completely uproot all of the powers within the Nine-Striped Dragon and no one will ever cause trouble for you again." Ye Cheng consoled.

"Pfft, stop bragging. The Nine-Striped Dragon was the demon king of Seaside County. With one hand, he could cover the sky. He had two to three hundred brothers under his command that colluded with the county officials. His brother-in-law was also the county magistrate. If you have that much power, I'll kowtow to you every day and burn incense to you in the future. " Ye Tianming disdainfully said.

"I'm not dead yet, why the hell do you smell so fragrant every day?" Ye Cheng took out a box of cigarettes and handed one to Ye Tianming, personally lighting it for him.

Ye Tianming took in a mouthful of smoke, and the pain from the wound on his shoulder lessened slightly. His finger trembled as he said, "This is probably the last cigarette I'll be smoking, right?"

"Don't be so sad, just follow me closely. I'll take you out and let you see your brother Ye's true strength tonight as well as eliminate him for the people." Ye Cheng picked up the two machetes and walked towards the exit with the cigarettes in his mouth.

Ye Tianming's eyes lit up. He was truly scared silly. How could he have forgotten about Ye Cheng's amazing skills? But could he really kill his way out? Ye Tianming expressed his doubt again as he followed closely behind Ye Cheng and said, "If you can really bring me out of this damn place, then I will really call you big brother!"

"Then prepare to be my younger brother!" Ye Cheng used his blade to push open the metal door and walked out.

The outside of the bathroom was full of people. They were all young thugs with colourful hair and various tattoos. They held sticks, machetes and other weapons as they stared at Ye Cheng aggressively.

"Brother Long has an order. Anyone can chop this kid down and reward him with ten thousand yuan. Kill him and increase him to the boss of the bar. Brother Long will bear all the consequences." someone shouted.

The new arrivals were not aware of the situation in the underground casino. Each of them became more spirited as they rubbed their palms together, waiting to kill Ye Cheng and raise their position to the next level.

"No one is to fight for the victory. One person, take your time and toy with him to death."

"Yes, one slash, one slash, one slash, one slash, one kill!"

"How dare you oppose Brother Long? I'll let you know how to write the word death!"

"My life is only worth two hundred thousand, it's too worthless!" Ye Cheng laughed at himself.

Seeing that the bar was filled with hooligans, Ye Tianming shrunk his neck back. The back of his neck felt cold and his scalp went numb. Subconsciously, he asked, "Are you really sure you can get out?"

He had heard of Nine-Striped Dragon's ruthlessness more than once. Even though he wasn't the one who caused a ruckus at the casino, he couldn't get rid of it. Even if he begged the Nine-Striped Dragon for mercy, he would still end up crippled. He could only place all his hopes on Ye Cheng. As long as he can kill his way out, I'll be able to run away in the night and escape from the Nine-Striped Dragon's sphere of influence.

"Just watch. Just protect yourself." Ye Cheng took in a deep breath of smoke and exhaled two streams of smoke from his nose. Then, he strode towards the bathroom door.

The Nine Dragon Gang members all backed off, partly because they were intimidated by Ye Cheng's domineering aura, and partly because the door was narrow and there was no way to use force.

The moment Ye Cheng's foot stepped out of the bathroom, someone rushed in impatiently and swept the triangular-shaped iron rod across Ye Cheng's head.

The corner of Ye Cheng's mouth curled up into a cruel sneer. The cigarette in his mouth flew out and turned into a ray of light as it landed on that person's face. He raised his left arm, and the machete cut through the air like a bolt of lightning. The man howled in anguish as a deep wound appeared on his arm and the triangle-shaped iron let go in an instant.

"Attack together, chop him to death!" The other people in the front also started to attack. The people behind one of them also started to attack.

As the saying goes: Two fists are no match for four hands, the whole body can crush a few nails. At that moment, there were already around seventy to eighty people gathered in the bar. No matter how powerful the other party was, they could not handle the crowd. No one believed that Ye Cheng would be able to make it out alive.

Ye Tianming's face turned pale as his entire body shivered. He did not have much hope for Ye Cheng either. But he had no choice. He prayed for a miracle to happen.

Ye Cheng calmly accepted the challenge, advancing as he fought. The more he fought, the more valiant he became, as his blood boiled.

Being surrounded, he had no choice but to use his most powerful combat skills. Every strike was fast and ruthless. Cold light could be seen as blood splashed everywhere. A group of people pounced on him and quickly fell down. At this moment, Ye Sheng was like a fierce tiger surrounded by sheep. He was ferocious and brutal. He wielded his twin sabers left and right, moving with the saber, his sabre following the enemy's movements. He was unstoppable.

He had already shown mercy and did not use any killing moves. However, every slash was aimed at the other party's fighting strength. After being stabbed, no one could smoothly climb back up. His movements were not gaudy, but they were very practical. One move to suppress the enemy, this was also a fighting style that he had developed over the years as a commando.

He had never been afraid of a gang fight, let alone a mob.

Battle cries, blood-curdling screams, and the sound of weapons colliding rang incessantly as it resounded throughout the entire bar. The crowd surged forward as though they were flying into a flame.

"Kill!" Kill him! " Those thugs and hoodlums did not care about their companions and attacked Ye Cheng from all directions. The blade light was dense and cold.

Ye Cheng raised a mouthful of inner strength and tapped his feet on the ground. He then leapt up like a spring onion, directly rising to the height of a human.

The sabers coming from all directions missed. No one had expected Ye Cheng to jump so high. While he was still in a daze, Ye Cheng landed on the ground. His feet lightly tapped on the two broadswords that were raised horizontally. His body spun like a top as his dual sabers flew in circles and streaked across the chests of these people.

The group of people felt a sharp pain in their chests. They clutched their bleeding wounds and fell to the ground.

Ye Cheng's speed was very fast and this scene only took a second or two to complete. It was just like a scene in a Wuxia movie where a martial arts expert was in a fight.

Ye Tianming, who was staring at him, was dumbstruck. How did he use this move? It had only been six years, and his martial arts had already reached the peak of perfection. The rest of the people were dumbfounded as well, their mouths agape.

Ye Cheng landed on the ground and sprinted forward like a cheetah as he took the initiative to charge into the crowd.

The bar was a mess. People were groaning and groaning while lying on the floor. The air was filled with the smell of fresh blood.

"How can this kid be so powerful?" Seeing that the situation wasn't looking good, the Nine-Striped Dragon at the back ordered his boss to bring Ye Cheng's head to meet him, then retreat.