493: Chapter 493 Old Crane is Going to Make a Runaway!

"I'll do it! I'll do everything you say!"

Wang Balong shuddered all over, slid down the stairs, and fell to his knees before Ye Chen with a thud.

"Master Ye! I'll do whatever you say!"

"I'll call my brother right now! I'll call everyone over!"

At this moment.

His life was essentially in Ye Chen's hands; how could he dare to resist?

Forget about calling his brother.

He would call his grandfather, grandmother, or even his wife if it would help!

Ye Chen looked down at him and nodded in satisfaction.

"Now that's more like it."

"However..."

"When you make the call, don't say who I am."

"Just say someone came to cause trouble, they're very strong, and Old Sun and the other two are down."

"As for the rest..."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, a smile that looked harmless to man and beast. "You don't know anything, understand?"

Wang Balong nodded frantically.

"Understood! Understood!"

"I don't know anything! I just know someone came to cause trouble! I don't know a thing besides that!"

Ye Chen held up a finger and wagged it in front of him.

"One more thing."

"When you call, tell your big brother to bring everyone who can fight."

"Heaven Realms, Soul Fingers—bring them all."

"If even one is missing..."

Ye Chen's smile remained, but his voice turned a few degrees colder. "I'll break one of your legs."

Wang Balong shuddered and subconsciously glanced down at his legs.

Ye Chen continued.

"If more than five people run away, I'll break your bones one by one."

"You know better than I do how many bones are in the human body, right?"

Wang Balong's face went completely pale—as white as paper, as white as snow, and as white as his currently empty mind.

He knew all too well.

The human body has two hundred and six bones.

If more than five people escaped, he would have two hundred and six bones broken.

One by one.

That kind of pain...

He didn't dare think about it any further.

Because he had once broken someone's bones exactly like that!

"I... I will definitely make my big brother bring everyone!"

"Not one less! Absolutely not one less!"

Wang Balong practically roared, his voice carrying a sob.

Immediately after.

He scrambled to pull his phone out of his pocket.

Because his hands were shaking so violently, the phone almost slipped. He hurriedly gripped it with both hands, barely managing to steady it.

Then.

He found his big brother Wang the Tiger's number and pressed the call button.

The phone rang twice before a deep voice came from the other end.

"Second Brother, what is it?"

Wang Balong swallowed hard, trying to make his voice sound more normal.

"Big Brother! Something's happened! Someone came to our place to stir up trouble!"

There was a second of silence on the other end: "Who is it?"

"I don't know! A man and a woman! They look very young, but they're incredibly good fighters!"

Wang Balong's voice was trembling. "Old Sun and the other two are down! They couldn't even last a single exchange!"

"What?"

The voice on the other end suddenly grew heavy. "Old Sun and the others are down? Old Sun is at the peak of the Early Heaven Realm!"

"It's true! Big Brother, come quickly!"

"Bring everyone who can fight! Those two are too powerful!"

"I can't handle this at all!"

Wang Balong was practically pleading.

Wang the Tiger took a deep breath and said coldly.

"Wait there, I'll be there immediately."

"Bring everyone."

"I want to see which blind fool dares to pick a fight with me!"

The call disconnected.

Wang Balong looked up at Ye Chen, his voice full of terror: "The... the call is done."

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, very cooperative."

He turned around, walked over to Bing Lan, and pulled over a chair to sit down.

Bing Lan sat down beside him as well, and the two of them just sat there quietly in the middle of the slaughterhouse.

No one around them dared to make a sound, and no one dared to move.

The entire slaughterhouse was as silent as a grave.

Wang Balong sat slumped on the stairs, not daring to breathe loudly. He just looked at the entrance from time to time, hoping his brother would come quickly.

Yet he also hoped his brother wouldn't come.

If he came, it was death.

If he didn't, his bones would be broken...

The two kinds of fear intertwined, making him shake all over.

Before long.

A flurry of footsteps came from outside the slaughterhouse.

The footsteps were fast and heavy; there were at least a hundred people.

The sheet metal doors were suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a burly Middle-aged Man walked in with great strides.

He wore a black Tang suit, had a round face with a square jaw, and thick eyebrows that slanted toward his temples. His triangular eyes were filled with a murderous light.

This was Wang the Tiger.

Behind him, a dense crowd of figures poured in like a tide, instantly packing the slaughterhouse so tightly that not a drop of water could leak through.

Each of these men had fierce gazes, and their entire bodies exuded the aura of those who lived by the blade.

Among these people, an elderly man was particularly conspicuous.

The old man wore a greyish-white robe. He had white hair but a youthful complexion, a face as smooth as jade, and three strands of long beard fluttering beneath his chin, giving him a somewhat transcendent, immortal air.

He walked with his hands behind his back, his pace neither fast nor slow. He was completely out of place among the fierce thugs around him, looking more like an Expert from an ancient painting.

But the old man spotted Ye Chen immediately.

In that instant.

His expression changed drastically...

Wang the Tiger didn't see the old man's expression. Instead, he led the way to the center of the slaughterhouse and stood firm.

Then.

His triangular eyes swept around.

He saw Wang Balong slumped on the ground and then saw the workers lying scattered all over the floor.

His face darkened completely.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen and Bing Lan were sitting on their chairs, huddled together and chatting and laughing as if the hundred or so people around them didn't exist.

Wang the Tiger's anger surged instantly.

He stepped forward and barked, "Kid, are the two of you the ones causing trouble?"

Ye Chen looked up, glanced at him, and smiled slightly: "That's right."

Killing intent exploded in Wang the Tiger's triangular eyes.

He had been in this business for decades; what kind of ruthless characters hadn't he seen?

But this was the first time he had seen someone as arrogant as this young man in front of him.

He suddenly turned around, cupped his hands toward the white-haired old man, and spoke with a bow.

"Elder He, please have your men take action and kill this man immediately!"

"I will handle the rest!"

Elder He.

A Late Heaven Realm Expert!

He was a Venerable by the side of the Soul Hall's Master!

If he took action directly, the troublemakers would certainly never return.

Exactly!

A heavy strike!

A fatal blow!

Even if it felt a bit like using a cannon to hunt a sparrow, he wanted to show those eyeing Wang the Tiger's business the consequences of offending him!

However.

After waiting five seconds, Elder He did not respond.

Wang the Tiger frowned and called out again with his head bowed: "Elder He?"

Still no response.

His heart skipped a beat, and he whipped his head around.

With one look, Wang the Tiger was completely stunned.

He saw it.

The transcendent Elder He had, at some point, quietly turned around and was tiptoeing toward the entrance.

His movements were as light as a thief's, each step taken with extreme caution, fearing he might make the slightest sound.

As a result.

That transcendent, immortal air was now completely gone.

Wang the Tiger's eyes widened.

"Elder He! What are you doing???"

His voice was both urgent and angry.

Good heavens!

He had invited this peerless Expert specifically to reclaim his pride.

What was the meaning of him slipping away without a word?

Elder He's body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly turned around. On that youthful face with white hair, where was there any trace of transcendence?

There was only fear.

His face was as white as paper, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

Looking at him like that, Wang the Tiger's heart was in turmoil, completely unable to understand what was happening.

In his eyes, Elder He was an invincible existence.

But now, this invincible person looked like he was about to run away?

Wait...

Had he taken too many drugs, or had Elder He gone mad?

Wang the Tiger's breath hitched. Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly asked again: "Elder He! What... what's wrong with you?"

However.

Wang the Tiger had no idea.

In his heart, Elder He had already cursed eighteen generations of Wang's ancestors.

You blind fool!

Before looking for trouble, didn't you inquire about who the other party was?

You actually dared to bring everyone here to kill him?

What infuriated him most was...

Just now in the car, Wang the Tiger had confidently vowed it was just some ordinary troublemaker, and that calling him over was merely to intimidate some blind fools.

And the result?

The opponent was actually Ye Chen!

The Chief Instructor of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion of the Dragon Group!

The Nordic Saint Hall had been wiped out by him!

Three old monsters of the mid-Tianyi Realm had been slapped to death one by one!

The Princess of Sweden had died at his hands, and the heads of five nations were so angry they were jumping, yet they could do nothing to him!

What kind of thing were you, Wang the Tiger?

You dared to provoke this malevolent star?

If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!

Elder He took a deep breath, trying to make his expression look as calm as possible.

Then.

He cupped his hands and gave Ye Chen a deep bow.

"Instructor Ye, I have long heard of your great name!"

"I heard of your deeds long ago and have great respect for you in my heart. I never expected to meet you here today!"