Chapter 466: The Zhu Brothers Return

Ye Cheng didn't know either; he went to Lao He's place to ask around, but Lao He hadn't seen them either, only knowing that someone had seen them head out to sea early.

Since they went out to sea and still haven't returned, this is not right.

Duan Chunsheng glanced at Ye Cheng and said quietly,

"A Cheng, nothing bad happened, did they drown?"

Ye Cheng was also unsure; logically, they just hit a reef, then got tangled in fishing nets, likely the boat would have a hole, and with an island nearby, they probably took the boat there to repair.

"Let's go to the repair shop and ask if they sent anyone out to sea to help with repairs."

Actually, according to Ye Cheng's design, the boat hitting a reef wouldn't have such a big hole; there would definitely be time.

But he never expected that, in his haste, Zhu Liwen pushed the boat to full speed and slammed into it, tearing a huge hole.

The three went to the repair shop pretending to ask about other things, inquired indirectly, but actually received no distress call.

Damn, what's going on?

"A Cheng, why not go out to sea and have a look, so we don't end up killing them?" Duan Chunsheng started to worry.

Ye Cheng nodded, "Let's go see; if something happened, we still have to rescue them."

Rescuing people is like putting out a fire; the three realized something was wrong, didn't dare delay, and hurried aboard to prepare to go out to sea.

Just then, a fishing boat entered the harbor; before it could dock, someone on board shouted loudly,

"Damn! Ye Cheng, don't run!"

"Ye Cheng! You bastard, stop!"

Ye Cheng looked over in confusion, "Holy shit, that isn't the Zhu Family Four Brothers, is it?"

Except, how did they come back on someone else's boat? Where is their own boat?

Moreover, standing on someone else's boat with red faces and white eyes, they looked like they wanted to swallow me whole.

"Let's go down and see."

Ye Cheng called out, the three disembarked together and waited on the dock.

The commotion drew over other people, who curiously watched to see what was happening.

He Lao Ban looked doubtfully at the people shouting on the boat and said,

"This isn't the Zhu family four brothers from Xia Ling Village? They came back on Lao Song's boat."

Others also recognized them and began to speculate,

"Look at their state, they've been soaked in seawater; they must have fallen into the sea."

"Damn, they deserve it; they usually do so many wicked things, heaven has eyes."

"Keep it down, these four aren't good people; they'll cause trouble for you later, and calling the police won't help."

Someone gave that reminder, and a few people nearby fell silent at once.

The reputation of these four brothers still carries weight; everyone doing business fears this kind of ruffian.

As they were speaking, the boat over there docked; the four paid no heed, grabbed something in their hands, and ran toward Ye Cheng.

Although only four people, they ran with the ferocity of a stampeding bull, faces full of killing intent, and nobody on the road dared to stop them.

Ye Cheng took one look, sensed something off, and immediately shouted loudly,

"Xiao Hu, that thing, get ready to fight."

"Duan Shu, step back."

Saying that, he jumped onto the boat, and he and Xiao Hu each grabbed a wooden stick; although he told Duan Chunsheng to step back, Duan Chunsheng still picked up a stick and stood behind them.

The Zhu family brothers charged quickly, their eyes bloodshot, faces full of anger; especially upon seeing Ye Cheng, all their previous anger and regret over losing the boat erupted.

Apart from the word "damn," there was no communication between the two sides.

"Damn!" Zhu Liwen led the way, swinging his stick at Ye Cheng.

They were outnumbered, and the opposing side's momentum was fierce.

As the saying goes: "One drum of energy, then wane, then exhaust."

The first wave must be suppressed, so Ye Cheng shouted loudly,

"Damn!"

Then, grabbing the stick, he started swinging it wildly, with no technique, just to keep them from getting close.

Xiao Hu imitated him; the two swung in front, clearing a large space. Since people instinctively avoid danger, Zhu Liwen unconsciously slowed his speed, dodging their mad-dog style.

"Oh dear, can't we talk this out? Stop fighting."

"Exactly, stop fighting."

As both sides slowed, the mediators on the dock sprang into action, gathering around to start persuading.

Normally, at this point, the subsequent script should go like this:

The Zhu family brothers would have the crowd accuse Ye Cheng of his crimes, then Ye Cheng would refute and defend himself, after which it would just be wrangling.

Who knew, everyone just gave a couple of words of advice.

Zhu Liwen suddenly roared at the crowd,

"Whoever tells someone to die! Today we won't stop until someone dies!"

Having said that, his eyes red, face full of ferocity, he lunged at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng's expression hardened, "Damn, we've run into someone who wants to fight to the death."

Fine, then come try.

Since they came up to us looking to get hit twice, Ye Cheng didn't hold back, swung his stick at the oncoming Zhu Liwen and struck him twice hard on the left arm.

Zhu Liwen let out a painful yell; those two blows from Ye Cheng instantly rendered his left arm useless.

At a glance at his technique, Ye Cheng is also someone who often fights.

However, after taking those two blows, Zhu Liwen closed in on Ye Cheng, let out a loud roar, then performed a tiger pounce, grabbing Ye Cheng's waist and using his momentum to slam Ye Cheng to the ground.

Ye Cheng felt his body fly into midair, then heavily Smash onto the ground, his whole head buzzing.

A person still pressed on him; he opened his eyes and saw Zhu Liwen sit up, then threw several heavy punches at Ye Cheng's face.

Thud thud thud—several muffled sounds, Zhu Liwen's fists were hard, Ye Cheng's eye sockets split open with blood.

Blood blurred his vision; a sweet bloody smell rushed up his nose straight into his brain.

Damn, you fight all the time, you think I'm not?

Ye Cheng was just about to counterattack when he saw a figure lunge from behind, shoving Zhu Liwen aside—it was Duan Chunsheng.

Ye Cheng took the chance to stand up; the scene was chaotic, he could only half-squint his eyes to see Xiao Hu and two others fighting in a melee, relying on a desperate, reckless style, yet he hadn't lost the upper hand.

Here lay Zhu Liwen, knocked to the ground, along with his younger brother.

Duan Chunsheng rolled and sprang up from the ground; his body was dirty, several parts torn, he must have just gone through a fierce battle.

"A Cheng, you go first, we'll hold them off—damn, who knows if they're sick, they're fighting like they don't care about their lives." Duan Chunsheng stepped forward, blocking Ye Cheng's path, wanting him to leave first.

Leave? It's not that easy to leave.

Or rather, it's not that easy to let them off.

Blood!

It won't be shed in vain!

Ye Cheng untied his clothes, tossed off his shirt, flexed his muscles, then picked up a stick from the ground, took a big step, stepping over Duan Chunsheng, charging out like an injured tiger.