823: Chapter 823 Get Him!

The restaurant was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Only the burly man remained, clutching his palm, his face twisted in pain.

Ye Chen waited a moment, and seeing no one else move, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Tsk."

"I thought at least a few of you people had some backbone and would dare to step forward."

"But what happened? You're all fucking cowards!"

"With just this much guts, you dare to covet the bronze key? Do you deserve it?"

The people around them turned bright red, their fists clenching until they cracked.

Harsh!

It sounded fucking awful!

Yet even so, not a single person dared to take another step forward.

That chopstick from earlier was fucking terrifying!!!

If a bamboo skewer could pierce a palm and go through a wall, what if it had been aimed at a throat...

Someone involuntarily touched their own neck.

Then.

With a gulp, the fear in their eyes grew even deeper.

Ask themselves, could they be tougher than that burly man?

The answer was obvious...

Ye Chen saw that no one else was jumping out, and he immediately lost interest.

"Qingwu, let's go."

"I'm afraid I'll become stupid if I stay with a bunch of losers for too long."

Yan Qingwu pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth and followed leisurely.

"Oh my, it seems some people want to be heroes, but they end up being worse than cowards."

"Let's go, let's go, don't dirty our eyes."

The two schemers sang in harmony as they walked toward the restaurant entrance.

The people behind them, who had been cursed at relentlessly, all had ashen faces, yet they didn't dare to speak.

Fuck!

Their words were fucking harsh!

These two people from the Dragon Kingdom deserve to die...

However.

Just as Ye Chen was about to step out of the restaurant door.

A middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then suddenly squeezed out from the crowd and roared.

"What are you afraid of? There are only two of them!"

"There are dozens of us here, can't we handle just two people?"

"No matter how good they are at fighting, can they fight ten? Twenty? Can they fight dozens all at once?"

"Everyone attack together! As long as we grab the key, it belongs to whoever can take it!"

"Whoever grabs it, it's theirs!"

One sentence, like a torch thrown into an oil drum.

The greed that had originally been extinguished in the restaurant suddenly flared up again.

That's right!

There are only two of them.

And on their side, there are dozens of people!

Even if Ye Chen is amazing, two fists can't beat four hands!

Things like keys, whoever grabs it gets it!

"Charge!!!"

I don't know who moved first, but the whole restaurant exploded like a pot, and people from all directions surged toward Ye Chen and the other.

There were fists.

There were kicks.

There were hidden weapons wrapped in true energy.

Even the knives and forks on the table were grabbed and thrown like darts.

Dozens of attacks came rushing like a tide.

Ye Chen stopped, turned his head, and smiled coldly: "Do you really think I'm a pushover?"

He raised his right hand and waved it casually.

In that instant.

An invisible wave of energy exploded from his palm, like an invisible giant wall, crushing out in all directions.

The dozen or so people rushing at the very front were like they had been hit by a truck, and they flew backward.

They smashed into the dining tables behind them, the walls, and their companions.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

A series of muffled sounds exploded in the restaurant.

Dozens of people flew backward at the same time, scattered all over the floor, lying in a mess.

The few remaining people in the restaurant who hadn't had time to rush up had weak legs and stumbled backward.

Their faces were pale, as if they had seen a ghost.

Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Everyone's face showed unprecedented fear.

They couldn't imagine...

Ye Chen was actually so badass, really able to fight to this extent!

One person, one wave of the hand, and he overturned the entire scene!

At this level, no matter how many more people rushed up, they would only be beaten!

Looking at the scene around him, Ye Chen just clapped his hands and looked around the room: "Who else?"

No one answered.

Everyone shrank their necks and started acting like cowards.

Those who had experienced it didn't want to experience it a second time.

Those who hadn't experienced it didn't want to be the next one.

Because...

It was fucking miserable!

Ye Chen looked at this scene and shook his head.

"Knowing you are losers, yet still coming to snatch meat, what is this if not courting death?"

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't hold it against you."

"But..."

His tone suddenly turned cold.

"If there is a next time, it won't be this simple."

"I wouldn't mind killing you all."

"Don't doubt my words, you'll suffer if you do."

Such a murderous remark made everyone feel a chill down to their bones.

The next second.

The temperature in the restaurant dropped suddenly, and everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

Yan Qingwu stood beside Ye Chen and clicked her tongue twice: "I haven't seen enough yet, is it over just like that?"

Originally...

She thought someone would be able to have a good fight with Ye Chen.

The result was just this level of quality?

It's a good thing this ship is the tenth ship heading to the Antarctic Martial Arts Tournament, otherwise she would be "disheartened" by this so-called Antarctic Martial Arts Tournament.

Because...

It's too boring.

Ye Chen didn't talk nonsense and walked straight to the middle-aged man who had just incited the crowd.

When the middle-aged man saw Ye Chen walking toward him, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly turned to run.

But just as he took two steps, a palm was already resting on his shoulder.

Then.

Under the shocked! Stunned! Fearful! gazes of everyone around, he pressed down gently.

"Crack!"

Everyone heard the sound of bones shattering.

The middle-aged man felt his shoulder blade being crushed directly by a powerful force...

That's right!

It was crushed!

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream echoed in the restaurant.

The middle-aged man almost knelt down.

But he didn't kneel.

It wasn't because he had a strong backbone, but because...

His fucking bone was broken, he was being held, he couldn't kneel!

However.

Without waiting for him to recover, Ye Chen spoke with a smile.

"What are you running for?"

"Weren't you very brave just now? Not only inciting the whole scene, but also wanting the capable to possess it?"

"Now you don't dare to continue?"

The middle-aged man was full of fear: "I... I was just impulsive for a moment..."

"Impulsive?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

"I'll give you three seconds to rephrase."

"Speak, who made you cause trouble?"

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, his heart surging like a monstrous wave.

No...

How did this guy see that someone was instructing him behind his back???

Ye Chen saw his eyes flickering and threw him directly to the ground.

Then.

Started the countdown.

"Three."

The middle-aged man fell face-first, but lay paralyzed on the ground, not daring to say a word.

"Two."

The middle-aged man's body began to tremble violently, and his eyes looking at Ye Chen were filled with fear.

Speak?

Or not speak?

But once he said it...

Could he still leave this ship alive!?

But if he didn't speak...

It seemed he couldn't leave either!

"One..."

Just as Ye Chen's final word was about to fall, the middle-aged man was so terrified he was just about to speak.

Suddenly!

"Stop!"

A man's voice came abruptly.

Ye Chen stopped his movements and turned his head to look at the restaurant entrance.

Just then.

Derek was in a white suit, followed by seven or eight people from The Association, walking in together.

He glanced at the injured people lying all over the floor and frowned slightly: "Mr. Ye, you are a person of great ability, why do you want to hurt people?"

Ye Chen was amused.

"Which eye did you see that I was the one who started hurting people?"

"And..."

"We just started eating here, and immediately someone came to block me and ask for the key. Who do you think leaked this news?"

Derek's eyes flashed slightly, but his face still wore that gentle and elegant expression.

"Mr. Ye is joking!"

"This news has nothing to do with me. I also just heard that you have three keys in your hands."

Ye Chen walked straight toward him.

The seven or eight people from The Association behind Derek subconsciously stepped forward, blocking in front of Derek.

"Get lost, don't make me hit you."

Ye Chen didn't even look at them.

The seven or eight people looked at each other and did not move aside.

Ye Chen didn't talk nonsense and raised his hand to brush them aside casually.

A domineering and fierce force immediately pushed the few people to the sides, staggering and making way.

Derek's expression finally changed.

"Mr. Ye, let's talk nicely. I came here with good intentions to mediate..."

"What kind of mediation is this?"

Ye Chen stopped in front of him and interrupted him, "The news wasn't leaked by you?"

"It really wasn't me." Derek smiled and shook his head.

Ye Chen tilted his head: "Then who leaked it?"

Derek's smile remained unchanged.

"I don't know about that..."

"Maybe it was learned by others on the ship through some channels. After all, Mr. Ye, your reputation is too big. It's not difficult for interested people to check your movements."

"Is that so?"

Ye Chen's smile deepened, and he pointed at the middle-aged man, "Then is this person arranged by you?"

Derek's expression was normal: "No, I don't know him at all."

Ye Chen looked back at the middle-aged man and grinned.

"Poor wretch, he says he doesn't know you."

The middle-aged man turned ashen immediately.

But Ye Chen captured all of this in his eyes.

He could be 100% sure...

It was this bastard Derek who was causing trouble!

Then why should he be polite?

Take him down!!!