Chapter 876: Intimidation

Yang Tian's strange gaze fell on Qing Xiaoyue, who was frowning and darting her eyes around. He looked at the jade book and a handful of void rings in her hand and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, Qing Xiaoyue scratched her hair and said pitifully, "If I take these things away like this and someone checks, they might get confiscated."

"Confiscated?" Yang Tian looked utterly bewildered. A star-grade technique being confiscated—that was too far-fetched.

At that moment, Yang Tian's hand flicked slightly, and the jade book and void rings that Qing Xiaoyue was clutching tightly in both hands suddenly vanished.

Qing Xiaoyue was anxious, but when she noticed the missing treasures, her body stiffened. Then she widened her beautiful eyes and shrieked, "Where did my things go?"

"I put them away. Since you're not convenient to carry..." Seeing Qing Xiaoyue's intense reaction, Yang Tian was speechless.

"Ah... I'll bite you to death! Those are mine, you gave them to me, how can you take them away?" Qing Xiaoyue panicked. She loved that jade book dearly; how could Yang Tian confiscate it? That was utterly unreasonable.

"Where is it? Where did you hide it?" Qing Xiaoyue searched all his pockets but couldn't find where he had stashed it. She started crying out in frustration, wishing she could bite him.

Bang!

Suddenly, with a loud crash, the guest room door was kicked open, and at the same time, about a dozen people rushed in with a roar.

The dozen or so people were dressed in all sorts of garish styles, with hair dyed red and green. Every face was etched with a malicious grin, clearly not good people.

The leader was a potbellied fat man, wearing an expensive suit and sunglasses, with a thick gold chain around his neck and four gold rings on the fingers holding his cigar—a living, breathing nouveau riche.

Seeing the group of people, Qing Xiaoyue's heart trembled, and she couldn't help leaning against Yang Tian. The fear that had just risen in her heart dissipated when she noticed the young man's calm and composed face. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips—with him here, who was there to fear?

The three foreigners carrying guns earlier had been taken down by Yang Tian in a few moves; these petty thugs were no match.

"Damn it!" A man stepped out from behind the fat man. Jiang Feng's face was dark and gloomy, his venomous eyes constantly scanning their close proximity, his arms trembling slightly.

Jiang Feng was the heir of a major family in China. He had never failed to get the girl he pursued. But this man had not only taken his woman but also beaten him. Jiang Feng hadn't slept well for days, constantly plotting how to deal with them.

"It's him!" Seeing who had arrived, Qing Xiaoyue's pupils contracted. She hadn't expected Jiang Feng to be so ruthless, and inwardly she felt grateful that she hadn't ended up with him, or her life would have been ruined.

"Young Master Feng, is this the kid?" The potbellied fat man took a puff of his cigar, not even glancing at Yang Tian, and smiled at Jiang Feng.

This time, Jiang Feng had paid a hefty sum to hire them, just to take two hands. For them, this deal was a goldmine. And with Jiang Feng as the heir of the Jiang family, if they built a good relationship, there would be plenty of shady jobs in the future.

"That's right, it's him. I want his two hands!" Jiang Feng stood tall, his face somewhat arrogant. For someone like Yang Tian, who had no power or influence, he could crush him with a finger.

"Simple enough, just two hands." The fat man nodded. He glanced at Yang Tian, secretly thinking it was a pity that this extraordinary-looking young man was about to meet his doom today.

Jiang Feng nodded with some satisfaction. His contemptuous eyes fixed on Yang Tian as he secretly fantasized about his future life. He couldn't help but chuckle—daring to mess with him, this nobody was practically asking for death.

"Jiang Feng, you're only capable of such lowly tricks!" Qing Xiaoyue showed no fear. She clenched her jade-like hand and said coldly.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's face darkened. Noticing how closely they were touching, his eyes grew heavy. He said to the fat man, "This woman's not bad, right? Brothers can have their fun with her later."

As soon as the words fell, a pair of fiery eyes began to scan Qing Xiaoyue's curvaceous body. They had thought she was Jiang Feng's woman, but now he was giving her to them.

"What a极品..." The fat man's gaze lingered on Qing Xiaoyue's straight and smooth legs for a few glances before he couldn't help swallowing.

Qing Xiaoyue's jade hand trembled slightly. She really couldn't imagine what would have happened to her if Yang Tian hadn't been here today.

Suddenly, a pleasant phone ringtone sounded. When the people around noticed it was from Qing Xiaoyue's bag, they all rushed forward. If this matter got out, they wouldn't fare well either.

"Quick, quick, smash that bitch's phone!" Jiang Feng hurriedly directed the people around him.

The people around charged forward, lunging wildly at Qing Xiaoyue. But something unexpected happened: though it was only a few meters away, it felt like the ends of the earth—they couldn't run over.

These people hadn't noticed yet, but Qing Xiaoyue had already answered the phone. However, when she heard it was an insurance salesman, her pretty face twitched.

"Let's just leave first." Yang Tian glanced at her, then swept his gaze over the surrounding people. He shook his head helplessly—he really didn't want to kill these people; they were all mortals.

"Haha, what a joke. Where do you think you're going?" Hearing this, Jiang Feng's face lit up with amusement, and he couldn't help sneering.

The people around also burst into laughter, completely unaware that they were running in place. But the fat man sensed something was wrong; his face showed panic—had they encountered something supernatural?

Sweat broke out on the fat man's forehead. He glanced at Yang Tian and couldn't help shivering. This man showed no sign of fear; his eyes betrayed no worry at all.

And then there was Qing Xiaoyue, a young girl facing such a situation without any fear. All this indicated that they weren't afraid of them at all.

"If you don't scram, you die!" Seeing them blocking the way, Yang Tian shouted lowly. He didn't want outsiders to know he was from another living planet, as that would inevitably bring unnecessary trouble.

Sensing a hint of killing intent, the fat man's whole body stiffened as if struck by lightning. He felt as if he were facing a terrifying beast; if he had a single bad thought, he would be killed.

"Bastard, kill him now, kill him!" Seeing Yang Tian still so arrogant even when surrounded, Jiang Feng couldn't hold back and roared.

"You motherfucker, shut up!" The fat man's face twisted with rage, and he slapped Jiang Feng, sending him spinning several times on the spot, blood spilling from his mouth.

The surrounding underlings were momentarily stunned. What was going on? The boss had hit the employer, and the employer was Jiang Feng!

The fat man walked over respectfully, bowed, and said very deferentially, "Sir, sorry for the disturbance. Goodbye."

Seeing the boss act like this, the group of underlings looked at Yang Tian in shock—was he some kind of mafia boss?

"Let's go." Receiving no response, the fat man tactfully turned around, walked over to Jiang Feng, grabbed him, and headed out.

"You... what are you doing...?" Jiang Feng, still reeling, finally snapped out of it and began to struggle frantically. Was the fat man in cahoots with Yang Tian?

"Young Master Feng, if you don't want to die, just behave." The fat man growled irritably. This young man was clearly no ordinary person—calm and composed, and the faint killing intent he exuded made him shudder.

And when Qing Xiaoyue answered the phone earlier, she hadn't revealed the situation here at all. What did that mean? It meant they weren't afraid of them at all, hadn't even taken them seriously.