Chapter 90: Chapter 90 Silver Bay—Ye BingningCelestial Sea City, Golden Sand Street.

    Thick clouds covered the sky, and rain poured down on the street.

    A fierce wind blew, making the already bare trees, stripped by the impending autumn, even more "naked" as leaves were whisked away.

    Under the dim streetlights on both sides of the street, a gang with tattooed arms brawled with another gang dressed as security guards.

    The scene was a bloodbath, filled with wailing cries.

    The once bustling street was now deserted except for these two groups, even passing cars made quick U-turns to avoid getting involved.

    Altogether, both groups had around thirty people, all with fierce expressions, armed with weapons, facing off against each other.

    Wang Biao held a cigarette in his mouth, a Wolf Fang Club in his hand, stepping on the head of a thug in security uniform, he cursed, "You dare act tough with me? Are you not afraid to die?"

    "Wang Biao, you’re too arrogant, let my people go!" yelled gang leader Deng Junchao, throwing his security cap to the ground in rage, "Do you know who I am? Opposing us in Celestial Sea, you must have a death wish!"

    "You still dare to shout?"

    Wang Biao raised the Wolf Fang Club again and slammed it down on the head of the thug under his foot: "You know I’m Wang Biao, yet still try to act tough in front of me? You’re just asking for death!"

    "You..."

    Deng Junchao fumed with anger, but he didn’t dare act rashly!

    Because among the thirty or so people present, twenty-five were on Wang Biao’s side!

    The four people lying on the ground, coughing up blood and whimpering in pain, were his own followers.

    Silver Bay Security Company hadn’t suffered such a huge loss since its founding!

    Wang Biao exhaled a smoke ring, hands in his pockets: "I, Wang Biao, have always conquered others with virtue. Now, if you kneel and call me ’father’ three times, I might just spare your life!"

    "Wang Biao, you’re too much!" Deng Junchao said in a lower voice, gripping his electric baton tighter.

    "Too much?"

    "Today I’ll show you what ’too much’ really means!"

    "Get him for me, take him down!"

    Wang Biao waved his hand.

    His minions surged forward, each slapping Deng Junchao, swelling his face entirely.

    Deng Junchao fell to the ground, his face bruised and swollen, looking like a pig’s head.

    He trembled with rage.

    But the trembling pulled on his facial muscles, causing him severe pain.

    "Wo... wo ri..."

    Deng Junchao squeezed a Huaxia curse through clenched teeth.

    "You seem like you’re not convinced?"

    "Come on, brothers, let him have a taste!"

    Wang Biao stepped back a few paces.

    His followers encircled Deng Junchao, all took out their "little brothers" aimed at him, smirking wickedly, and began to urinate.

    "Ssss..."

    The scene was chaotic, with strong-smelling yellow liquid everywhere, creating a stench that filled the air.

    In one go, overwhelmed by the stench along with his intense humiliation and fury, Deng Junchao fainted.

    "Ignorant fool, dare to act tough on my turf, really think you’re something?"

    "Weren’t you just calling for reinforcements? Where are they now?"

    "I’ll tell you, even if they come, I, Wang Biao, will take them all down!"

    Wang Biao stomped on Deng Junchao’s head, cursing loudly, full of arrogance.

    But at that moment...

    "Rumble!!!"

    Ten vans, all skidding to a stop, surrounded the street entirely at the intersection.

    "What’s going on?"

    Wang Biao and his minions were all puzzled.

    The next second, Wang Biao and his group shivered, nearly wetting themselves in fear!

    Fifteen people per vehicle, a total of one hundred and fifty people.

    All dressed in security uniforms, one hundred and fifty people slowly stepped out of the vans.

    Their eyes were vicious, squinting as they approached Wang Biao and his men, wielding iron bars or pipes, some even holding machetes and other deadly weapons!

    Wang Biao’s lips trembled, cold sweat pouring from his forehead, his eyes filled with terror.

    Oh my god!

    What is happening?

    Could it be that just now this guy was calling them for reinforcements?

    Worri!!

    "You... you don’t... don’t come over, I... I warn you!" Wang Biao swallowed hard, gritting his teeth, forcing down his fear, raising his Wolf Fang Club to threaten.

    But this threat seemed so weak and powerless in front of over a hundred people.

    "Quite the surprise."

    "In Celestial Sea, there are still people daring to touch my men?"

    From behind the crowd of security uniforms, a female voice tinged with anger echoed.

    The crowd instinctively parted to create a path.

    A woman in a cheongsam stepped out of a Lamborghini worth thirty-six million, the Girffgreen.

    The woman held a wine glass filled with red wine in her right hand, walking gracefully like a cat as she approached.

    Her features were as if sculpted by the gods, incredibly exquisite. Her phoenix eyes were profoundly deep, seemingly filled with stars and the sea. The beauty mark beneath her right eye was like the finishing touch that brought her entire face to life. Her golden, wavy hair, along with her full, red lips, made every gesture brimming with allure.

    "Is it beautiful?"

    The woman slowly walked up to one of Wang Biao’s men, lightly asking.

    With that, she extended her snow-white, beautiful leg from beneath her cheongsam, displaying it in front of the lackey, then patted the firm skin on her thigh.

    The lackey stared intently at the woman’s snow-white long leg, swallowed, and subconsciously nodded.

    "Whoosh!"

    Two sharp sounds of something cutting through the air rang out.

    Two toothpicks, sharp as iron needles, pierced into his left and right eyes.

    He clutched his eyes, emitting a squeal like a pig being slaughtered, rolling on the ground incessantly.

    "Gulp..."

    Wang Biao and his men instinctively gulped twice, their bodies subconsciously retreating several steps.

    The woman’s fierce and ruthless tactics filled them with terror.

    "Do you think you have the right to look at Ye Bingning’s leg?"

    Ye Bingning sneered, retracting the toothpick from her hand and lifting her toes...

    "Bang!"

    The heel of her high heel kicked directly into the lackey’s abdomen, sending him flying several meters and crashing into a roadside utility pole.

    "Who is Wang Biao?"

    Ye Bingning asked flatly.

    Wang Biao chuckled awkwardly, raising his hand as if he were a child caught in the wrong.

    "You dare mess with my people?"

    "I... I didn’t know they were your people, auntie!" Wang Biao was on the verge of tears, feeling a myriad of Divine Beasts charging in his heart.

    He lowered his head to Ye Bingning, pleadingly, "Big sister, please... please spare me this time, I’ll even kneel down and apologize."

    Why did he lower his head...

    Because Ye Bingning was barely 150 cm tall in high heels, from a distance she looked like a child...

    He couldn’t understand why a "little girl" had such a commanding aura!

    In the next second, Wang Biao’s vision went black, and he fell to the ground.

    "Clang."

    A goblet smashed directly onto his face, embedding many glass shards into his cheeks.

    Ye Bingning took a lollipop from the purse on her cheongsam, sucked on it twice, then cursed: "Daring to talk to me with your head down, you’re really not afraid of death!"

    In that instant, all her allure vanished, appearing just like an angry middle school girl!

    "Little Zhou!"

    "Here!"

    A burly man over two meters tall rushed over with a fierce look. S~ea??h the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Lying on the ground, Wang Biao was nearly scared unconscious!

    Mother, with that physique, one punch and I’d be done for!

    But "Little Zhou" didn’t touch him; instead, he bent down, crouching in front of Ye Bingning, like a human sofa.

    Ye Bingning sat on his back, looked down at Wang Biao, sucked a couple more times on the lollipop, and then cursed: "Daring to look down on my height, you’ve got guts, don’t you? And now? Do you still dare to talk to me with your head down?"

    Wang Biao, teary-eyed, shook his head: "No... I don’t dare..."

    "What do you mean you don’t dare? You just did it!" Ye Bingning put her hands on her hips, eyes wide with anger, "You dare offend me, the boss of Silver Bay — Ye Bingning, I’ll show you!"

    "What, you’re Big Boss Ye?!!!"

    Wang Biao exclaimed loudly, his mouth agape enough to fit a rock.

    The... the "little girl" in front of him was the boss of Silver Bay?

    Then... then what about Ye Huan?

    Suddenly, he shivered.

    It dawned on him, Ye Huan’s calls for lackeys never truly summoned any!

    And Silver Bay was a security company, the ones wearing the security uniforms here were clearly the "real underlings of Big Boss Ye"!

    The little girl before him was indeed the real Big Boss Ye!

    Oh damn!!!

    He was deceived by Ye Huan!

    But his exclamation only intensified Ye Bingning’s anger.

    "How dare you question my identity?"

    Ye Bingning looked displeased, hopping off Little Zhou’s back, then slapped Wang Biao’s face.

    With a "slap" sound, she spoke again:

    "Take him away, bring him back, give him a good interrogation!"

    "Let’s see where he got the courage to mess with my people, to talk to me with his head down, to question my identity!"

    Ten minutes later, Wang Biao and his twenty-four lackeys were all loaded into the van.

    Following the roar of an engine, dozens of people drove off in grand fashion.

    At the same time, a taxi carrying a handsome guy pulled over to the roadside.

    Ye Huan, with a toothpick in his mouth, stepped out of the car with a head full of black lines:

    "How could the public order in Celestial Sea be this awful?"