The news of the second young master of the Yang family being ambushed had spread throughout Tiandu City, and the fact that he had turned into trash was also well-known throughout the city.


    Walking on the street, he still attracted many gazes, especially from the girl. However, it was definitely not because these people recognized him, but because of his overly handsome face and the cute little white wolf on his shoulder that was extremely lethal to the girl.


    Just as he arrived at the market, he heard someone teasing him from behind: "Yo, isn''t this the Yang family''s second young master?" "Why isn''t he completely dead yet?"


    Feng Feiyun slowly turned around and saw a youth of seventeen or eighteen with a slightly swollen body and extremely vulgar eyes standing in front of him. Behind the young man was a group of foppish young masters from the Shangguan family. They looked like a typical second-generation official. Then, he frowned and said: "Xiao Ting, this young master doesn''t have the time to chat with you. If you know what''s good for you, scram to the side."


    So the person who had come was none other than the grandson of the Prime Minister – Xiao Ting.


    Xiao Ting was a seventeen year old man who was afraid to avoid Yang Xiaofeng the moment he saw him. However, his cultivation was still between the middle and peak of the combat weapon. Every day, he would bring along a group of foppish young masters from the Shangguan Family to do whatever he wanted. What bullying the commoners, and flirting with the women of good families, these were all the things she was most adept at and had to do every day.


    In the past, he had been quite infuriated by Yang Xiao. Because he was often seen doing evil, he was always beaten black and blue by him.


    What a joke, what level was he at? It was said that a 15 year old peak warlord was already half a step into the general level.


    Go home and complain to your grandfather? Forget about the fact that although the Yang family has started to decline, their prestige in the army is still there. Besides, how could the older generation intervene in matters between the younger generation? As a child, it was normal for people to cause trouble. Of course it was best if he could beat him. If he couldn''t beat him, then he had no choice but to admit it.


    However, a few days ago, he suddenly heard his grandfather say that Yang Xiao was crippled. The empire no longer had any peerless geniuses or favored children of heaven. At that time, Xiao Ting had been overjoyed. He had been thinking about how he could find trouble with Feng Feiyun in the future. After all these years, he had been beaten up by him many times.


    Thus, Xiao Ting and his entourage wandered around the capital for many days without being able to obtain what they wanted. Because he had been recuperating at home the whole time, he could not go out.


    But today, they had finally met. This was enough to make Xiao Lang happy!


    "Young Master Feiyun, you f * cking act less!" Do you think you''re still that talented young master? If I don''t teach you a lesson today, don''t you know how powerful I, Grandpa Xiao, am?


    As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of the playboys behind Xiao Ting were still in a daze. None of them dared to move forward.


    It wasn''t that they didn''t know about the destruction of Yang Xiaofeng''s meridians, but they were scared of him! In the past, the image of Feng Feiyun in their hearts made them all cowardly and afraid to go forward.


    Xiao Ting was infuriated by this as he roared at his hedonistic followers: "Fine, you guys aren''t going anywhere right? If you don''t, I''ll tell my grandpa to tell him to tell your old men to scram back to their hometown and farm! "


    The moment Xiao Ting''s words came out, the lackeys were stunned for a moment before they gritted their teeth and forced themselves to charge forward. Not going? Is it okay if you don''t? If he didn''t go up, he wouldn''t be a popinjay in the future since his father''s officials were all gone! Wasn''t it just a beating? Just take the beating!


    He looked at Feiyun again with his usual calmness. Even in the face of these seven or eight people, the encirclement was neither fast nor slow. At this time, a follower that was only at the early stage of the battle weapon aimed a punch at Feng Feiyun''s chest. Feng Feiyun easily dodged to the side, and then he reached out his palm towards the back of the person. He raised his battle qi and slashed at him, but he found that he couldn''t muster up even the slightest bit of it. As the palm struck down, the lackey had already closed his eyes, as if history was repeating itself in his head. He thought to himself, "Oh no, I''ve been killed by boss this time …"


    However, what happened afterwards caused everyone to be dumbfounded!


    The lackey was still standing there unharmed. He slowly opened his eyes as he thought, "Eh …" Why is it not painful at all? He doesn''t have any fighting spirit? He really doesn''t have any battle qi? "


    And then he shouted excitedly, "It doesn''t hurt, it doesn''t hurt at all. Boss, the rumors are true, he has lost his battle spirit, he is really crippled! "


    Right after that, Xiao Ting laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Second Young Master Yang, you will have such a day too? Brothers, beat him up, beat him up! "


    This time, Xiao Ting was excited. The reason he didn''t go earlier was because he was afraid! In the future, he would be beaten up a lot, but if that rumor was fake, wouldn''t he be courting death? Now that he had confirmed it, he would naturally be the first to charge through. It wasn''t for anything else, but to have the demeanor of a boss!


    Seeing their leader charge in, the lackeys at the side all rushed forward … Only now did Feng Feiyun feel the pain of having no battle qi! He was kicked and beaten by a bunch of trash, but he could only lie on the ground, exhausted. Blood was still trickling down from the corner of his mouth.


    He hated it! He hated why the heavens were playing with him like this! However, he thought to himself, "If there is an AK47 in LZ, I will f * cking destroy all of you."


    There were quite a few people watching from the surroundings as well. Xiao Ting had never felt such an aura before. He then shouted in a triumphant tone, "Stop!"


    The group of lackeys immediately stopped.


    Xiao Ting looked at Feiyun who was curled up on the ground and said: "Yang Xiaofeng, if you pass through me today, then I will spare you today."


    Feng Feiyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly got up from the ground with great effort.


    The surrounding crowd pointed at him.


    "Look, isn''t that the Yang family''s second young master?" What about the Empire''s legend? Even a few rich young masters couldn''t beat him? "Bullsh * t, who asked him to have a marshal grandpa after he''s dead."


    "So the rumors were true. What a waste. What a pity."


    All sorts of voices came into his ears, but he couldn''t tell what it felt like inside his heart.


    Because he had inherited the memories of this world, he had experienced just how high and mighty the owner of this body was! He had always been shrouded by the aura of some young genius, tiger in hand, empire myth, etc. That was something to be proud of. He had always been the hope of the Yang family, but now he was a useless trash who could be easily bullied by hooligans. And because his meridians were all destroyed, the Yang family''s future was bleak and stormy!


    Heavens, isn''t this treatment difference too great …