Ye Chenfeng's clothes were soaked through with sweat behind him, his fierce eyes full of chilling cold light. His clothes had been torn in a few places amidst the chaos by the members of the Dragon Tooth Association, but fortunately, his skin was uninjured.
"What's the matter? Do you still want to continue?" Ye Chenfeng's cold voice rang out, and then he showed a trace of a smile as he said, "I'm giving you one last chance. I happen to be forming my own faction. Now, you either die or submit; there's no third option left for you to choose."
The cool night breeze blew past, and the remaining Dragon Tooth Association members who could still stand, their hands trembling while holding machetes or iron clubs, simply didn't have the courage to face Ye Chenfeng any longer. His strength completely outclassed them by more than a dozen streets! Although these Dragon Tooth Association members lived on the edge of the knife every day, it didn't mean they weren't afraid of dying!
