The Romantic Soldier King

Although the surrounding scene was extremely chaotic, Ye Cheng's eyes were focused on the wind. He had already noticed that there were two sneaky guys hiding something in the crowd, and his gaze was staring straight at Ye Chen.

He intentionally revealed an opening, wanting to see what these two fellows were up to.

Great Li saw that Ye Cheng was being held by the three of them and knew that his chance had come. He excitedly rushed forward and used a sharp chopstick as a dagger, stabbing it towards Ye Cheng's right eye.

"So vicious!" Ye Cheng had no enmity with the criminals in the prison. Even if they wanted to teach the newbies a lesson, there was no need to kill them. He was sure that someone was giving instructions from behind the scenes.

Seeing that Da Li was about to rush over, Ye Cheng's right hand grabbed the belt of the man holding his right arm. He swung the man, who weighed over 130 pounds, like a little chick, and threw him out.

The man flew out like a sandbag, knocking Big Li onto the ground. In the midst of the chaos, the chopsticks in Big Li's hand pierced into the man's shoulder.

Even though Ye Cheng was only around 1.75 meters tall and wasn't considered tall or strong, the muscles and muscles throughout his body were well-proportioned. When he was in the special forces, his devilish training combined with his years of practice had made his strength as great as an ox. He could easily lift a heavy object weighing more than 200 jins with one arm.

He took advantage of the situation and clenched his right fist, throwing out a fierce blast punch. The explosive force hit the chest of the person who was hugging his left arm. The man screamed and fell to his knees, clutching his chest.

After getting rid of the two people around him, Ye Cheng turned around and threw his right elbow at Fatty, who was hugging his waist from behind.

"Plop!" The two of them fell to the ground at the same time. Ye Cheng pressed himself onto Fatty and gave him another two kicks before standing up like a carp.

The one-eyed Da Li pulled out a pair of chopsticks and fiercely stabbed towards Ye Cheng's stomach. Ye Cheng, who had just steadied himself, lifted up his right foot and kicked Great Li's wrist with great force. The chopsticks left his hand.

Ye Cheng quickly stepped forward and reached out to grab the chopsticks that were falling down. Without any delay, he stabbed the chopsticks into Big Li's ribs, causing blood to flow out. A series of actions was done in one go, not giving Big Li any chance to react.

Big Li roared in pain, endured the pain, and quickly retreated. The corner of Ye Cheng's mouth curled up into a sneer. He took two big steps to catch up. His left arm fiercely grabbed onto Li Da's neck and held him tightly in his embrace. In his right hand, he held a dripping chopstick and continuously stabbed at Big Li's chest.

At this moment, Ye Cheng had returned to his brutal side when the commandos were fighting with the criminals. His attacks were firm and ruthless, piercing towards areas that weren't really vital to the human body. In two or three seconds, seven to eight small holes appeared on Big Li's body.

Big Li wailed again and again. It was so painful that it grimaced in pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

With a flip of his hand, Ye Cheng's chopsticks quickly flew towards Big Li's right eye. It scared him so much that he hurriedly closed his eyes. His face became as pale as paper. He shouted with a trembling voice: "Don't stab me!"

The chopsticks, stained red with blood, was only half a centimeter away from stabbing into Big Li's eyes when it abruptly stopped. Ye Cheng said angrily, "If you don't want to become blind in your next life, then hurry up and tell me who ordered you to deal with me."

Li Da trembled and hastily replied, "It was Dao Ba, he told me to do it."

Ye Cheng let out a cold snort. He struck the back of Great Li's head with his palm, knocking him out. Then, he turned around to look for Dao Ba.

He saw that Dao Ba was rolling on the ground with Chou Zi, and the two of them were wrestling with each other. Dao Ba somersaulted and sat on the body of the infuriated man. His large hands tightly gripped the infuriated man's neck as he viciously shouted, "Go and die!"

Ye Cheng swung his arm and the sharp chopsticks flew out like a spear. In the blink of an eye, it had pierced into the scarless face of Dao Ba. In an instant, the chopsticks had pierced through his face like bullets and nailed into his gums.

Dao Ba let out a sorrowful roar, raised his head and looked towards the front with the vulture eyes. He only saw a black shadow flash past, then he felt a powerful kick on his face. His nose was in great pain, his nose was broken, and he fell on his back on the ground.

That vicious kick was none other than Ye Cheng's kick. "He jumped forward, bent his legs, and landed heavily on Dao Ba's chest." 'Kacha! 'A few of Dao Ba's ribs were crushed.

Dao Ba screamed like a pig being butchered. He spat out a mouthful of blood. It was so painful that he rolled his eyes and almost lost his breath.

Ye Cheng had a cold expression on his face. He pulled out the chopsticks that was stuck in Dao Ba's face and placed it on Dao Ba's throat. "He exerted a little strength, and the chopsticks pierced into Dao Ba's skin on the outside of his throat." "Tell me, did the fat police who stopped you buy you out to deal with me while you were out on a rampage?"

"Buzz buzz!" A long, ear-piercing screech sounded. The police officers in the prison quickly rushed out of their respective resting areas to gather up. They rushed towards the direction of the cell.