"Yamaguchi-gumi? Provoking the current me is your biggest misfortune!"
Ye Chenfeng let out a cold laugh, suddenly released the woman's right hand, and as she immediately began to fall, his right leg whipped up like a lash, harshly striking the woman's body, producing a loud snap as if it were truly a whip.
"Pfft!"
The woman's body flew out the window, trailing a streak of fresh blood behind her.
With a thud, she landed on the ground and turned into a pile of mush.
"Leave!"
Ye Chenfeng then left with the Chief Assassin of the God of Killing.
"What? They played us? Miss Chu isn't here?" Finding out the details, Phoenix felt on the verge of collapse and naturally couldn't help but let loose a stream of expletives.
"That's right," Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"Then Miss Chu should be safe, right?" Phoenix asked anxiously.
"She won't be. For now, I have something they want, so they won't lay a hand on Qingfei," Ye Chenfeng stated with certainty.
