"Attack!" the man in the suit coldly ordered, and the group of workers charged forward only to be knocked down to the ground by Dahu and Erhu.
Seeing this, Deng Xin’s face turned ugly, his eyes flickering as he looked at the operator on one of the excavators and commanded, "Get moving!"
The operator was startled but, after a moment’s thought, started the excavator, and a roaring sound ensued.
The massive excavator slowly advanced towards the Fang Family’s courtyard, clearly intending to forcibly demolish it. At this, Fang Zhenguo’s face and those behind him turned pale, with many quickly dodging to the side out of fear.
However, just then, Dahu let out a fierce shout and with a punch, blocked the path of the excavator, unleashing a powerful force that actually managed to stop the machine’s progress.
Everyone present was shocked by this scene, and the operator was stunned to see someone blocking an excavator with bare hands—it was almost like a divine power.
"Increase the speed, let’s see if he’s the god of strength. It’s best to get out of the way if you don’t want to die!" Deng Xin spat coldly.
The excavator then increased its speed, generating a powerful impact as it moved forward, while Dahu held his breath and exerted all his strength to withstand the machine, yet he was slowly being pushed back.
"Ha!" At that moment, Erhu also charged forward and with a punch, blocked the excavator’s advance.
"Both of you, get moving and tear down this house. I want to see who dares to stand in the way if they aren’t afraid of dying."
Deng Xin directed the drivers of two other excavators, which also started up and moved towards Fang Zhenguo’s house, his face filled with anger and unwillingness.
A piercing and bone-chilling shout rang out. Onlookers turned to see Xiao Yifeng and Foster walking over, with the former looking ice-cold.
"It’s you, boy!" Deng Xin, looking at Xiao Yifeng, flashed a hateful gleam in his eyes.
Xiao Yifeng took a step forward, rushed up to Deng Xin, and with a kick sent him flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
Xiao Yifeng advanced and threw the operators from all three excavators to the ground. He then climbed onto one, started operating it, and the shovel on the front went charging towards the fallen Deng Xin, whose face instantly drained of color.
Deng Xin was so terrified that he couldn’t even stand up, his body scrambling backward as the huge shovel came at him. If it had hit, it would have certainly bisected him. Onlookers were petrified by the sight.
As the shovel nearly landed on him, Deng Xin turned white, his eyes involuntarily shutting tight as he let out a shriek.
But a moment later, he slowly opened his eyes to see the shovel stopped a mere centimeter from his body, almost bisecting him.
Deng Xin gasped for air, his face deathly pale, sweat beading on his forehead.
Xiao Yifeng stepped down and approached the man, saying indifferently, "How does it feel?"
"You..." Deng Xin looked at Xiao Yifeng and couldn’t utter a word, his whole body trembling with fear.
"Take a message to the boss of Xu Corporation. If you want to tear down these shanties, you can, but you have to pay according to government regulations. Otherwise, nobody should even think about targeting this area. Also, next time, my measures won’t be just this. Leave now!"
Xiao Yifeng spoke with a chilling tone, his eyes brimming with a murderous intent that possessed a rousing and intimidating spirit, causing Deng Xin’s body to tremble, fear rising inexplicably within him.
Immediately, Deng Xin hurriedly got up, not daring to utter a word, leading his group to flee the scene in a dejected manner.
"Remove these big guys for me. Don’t let them be an eyesore here," Xiao Yifeng suddenly commanded the three drivers who were also trying to escape, speaking with an icy tone. Without a word, the three of them boarded the excavators and drove them away.
"Little Feeng, we were lucky to have you this time; otherwise, our home would have been destroyed by these damn merchants," Fang Zhenguo said, sighing.
"Uncle Fang, you shouldn’t say that. These guys really will do anything," Xiao Yifeng’s eyes flashed coldly.
"Is this Xu Corporation the one from Tianhai’s Four Great Clans, the Xu Family?" Foster approached, looking at Xiao Yifeng as he spoke.
"That’s right; it seems you know quite a lot about the situation in Tianhai," Xiao Yifeng responded indifferently.
"I’m going back tomorrow. Do you want me to take care of the Xu Corporation before I leave?"
Foster said this casually as if swallowing a corporation with assets worth several hundred billion was as simple as eating a meal, the audacity in his tone reaching for the skies.
Xiao Yifeng shook his head, "Although your identity is special, such actions would definitely cause chaos, and the Chinese government wouldn’t allow it. I can handle this matter."
"Well, alright then," replied Foster, nodding, while inside he said a silent prayer for the Xu Family; to offend anyone but the War Emperor was an act akin to courting death.
Foster knew the terror of Xiao Yifeng being the War Emperor. Even the five major super families of M Country wouldn’t dare to offend Xiao Yifeng lightly, for should his subordinates get furious, nobody could withstand them.
After Deng Xin returned, he relayed the events that transpired in the shanty town to the Xu Family’s eldest young master, Xu Ming.
"Xiao Yifeng! This guy actually intervened!" Xu Ming’s eyes flickered, radiating a piercing coldness.
"Eldest Young Master, what should we do now?" Deng Xin looked at Xu Ming, unable to help asking.
"Hmph, I want to see just how formidable this guy is," Xu Ming’s eyes flashed with a ruthless light. He whispered something into Deng Xin’s ear, causing his expression to change.
"This... Eldest Young Master, are you really going to do this? If something goes wrong, it won’t be good," Deng Xin said, somewhat astonished.
"Hmph, it’s their own fault for being involved with Xiao Yifeng," Xu Ming scoffed coldly.
In a hotel room, Bai Xin’er and Mei Yanyan sat together when suddenly the doorbell rang.
"I’ll go and open the door," said Mei Yanyan, and she walked over and opened it.
Standing outside was a young man in a suit, quite handsome, exuding the air of a young nobleman.
"Hao... Young Master Lan, what brings you here?"
Seeing the young man outside, Mei Yanyan’s face showed a hint of excited joy. She was about to call out when she suddenly remembered something and stopped herself.
"Yanyan, is Xiin’er inside?" the young man asked with a smiling face.
"She is," Mei Yanyan nodded, her eyes betraying a trace of complexity as she watched the young man.
The young man stepped inside, looking at Bai Xin’er sitting on the sofa, his face bright with a radiant smile.