Yan Tian was capable of feeling it. The auras of these dozens of men were quite strong. They absolutely didn’t take on the mold of ordinary gangsters. Yan Tian was certain, these gangsters were all people that had received stringent training. The long course of training gave these men a sense of a different feeling. That was to say they were without the slightest bit of restraint. Even a squadron of special commandos wouldn’t be able to match up to these gangsters. Moreover, they would lack the same aura of these dozen plus men.

Yet as Yan Tian was getting read to speak, he saw a black Bentley driving forward in the distance. The Bentley stopped at the side of the black commercial vehicle, and two people stepped out of the car subsequently. One of them was a middle-aged man with a shaved head and the other was a young guy wearing sungla.s.ses. Once these two men saw Yan Tian, they came over.

Looking at the two people coming, Yan Tian laughed. Sure enough he hadn't guessed incorrectly. These were the men of Flaming Ma. Last time he had struck Flaming Ma's men, but at that time Flaming hadn't continued to seek out Yan Tian. Today though, he he finally come. It was merely that Yan Tian looked curiously at the young guy standing by Flaming Ma's side.

Surprisingly, the person standing at Flaming Ma's side was Huang Le who he had struck when Yan Tian was applying for a job. Yan Tian looked at Young Master Huang and suddenly recalled something. Before, Ah Long had said there was a Young Master Huang, Huang Le in Fengan's Four Young Masters. Could it be that this Young Master Huang was Fengan's Four Young Masters' Huang Le?

"Hehe, brat, you hit me, so take a look how I've come to sort things out with you today." Huang Le walked in front of Yan Tian and snickered proudly. Yan Tian had struck him twice.

"Haha, For such a little guy like myself, you guys have brought so many people. Seems you guys think of me pretty highly." Yan Tian didn’t pay attention to Huang Le's words and chuckled at Flaming Ma without a trace of fear.

Huang Le saw that surprisingly, Yan Tian was without a bit of fear. He said disdainfully: "You're still laughing, but I want to wait and see if you can still can later on."

"Hurry up, papa wants to go home and eat. If you want to fight, let's fight. Quit dawdling." Yan Tian was slightly angry. How come in these past several days he always had so many people looking for trouble?

"Hmph, go. Waste him good." Flaming Ma wouldn’t be superfluous with Yan Tian and immediately got ready to wreck him.

After the group of gangsters heard the command, they surrounded Yan Tian collectively like they wanted to cover him up like sticky rice.

Yan Tian saw the gangsters preparing to make a move, so he rubbed his hands together and twisted his neck, facing forwards the closest gangster in the front and charging forwards.

All of the gangster weren't simple characters. Watching Yan Tian striking out, each and everyone commenced their a.s.sault on Yan Tian.

Noticing the group of men facing towards and punching out, Yan Tian was neither panicked nor disorganized. He gently jumped on the shoulder of the tallest gangster and lashed his foot out into his face with all of his might.

"Crack"

The sound echoed out and the bridge of the gangster's nose was broken by Yan Tian. However, contrary to Yan Tian's expectations, the man surprisingly seemed to not have felt a thing. The man snarled and stretched his hand out to grab Yan Tian's leg.

Yan Tian saw that if his foot was captured by gangster, then it would be no good. If he was caught, and even if his skills were terrifying, then they would be of no use. In the instant his foot was going to be captured, Yan Tian used his other foot to strike the gangster's temple. Since these gangsters wanted to waste him, then so what if he killed several of them?

However, Yan Tian nearly spat blood when he discovered what happened. He believed that he had kicked the man to death, but surprisingly the gangster was fine as if nothing had happened. It had to be known that his kick could make a hole in a bus, let alone a man's head.

It was possible that Yan Tian's strike had thoroughly incensed the gangster. All he could see was the gangster roaring angrily, smas.h.i.+ng towards the red Porsche behind Yan Tian.

Yan Tian saw that such a path wouldn’t be good. This was Liu Ruoxin's car. If it was banged up, he would be fired, but in a blink of an eye, his red Porsche was smashed. Yan Tian was without means or methods in midair, as he was simply incapable of controlling his own figure. He was forced to look on helplessly as his car was smashed. Yet at the same moment, he still didn’t forget to protect his head with his arm.

"Bang"

The entire body of the car trembled. The red Porsche was sunken in by Yan Tian. The car gla.s.s was shattered on the ground and it seemed like scene of an unbearably horrific car accident.

The car had been thoroughly demolished. He reckoned he wouldn’t be able to repair it. Although it hadn't been smashed by Yan Tian, he still couldn't go any where. Yan Tian laid down on the ground, feeling the bones in his body quickly falling apart from head to toe. Fortunately, since he was young, his master had trained him ruthlessly, so by his training he had a incomparably solid skeleton, otherwise, he would've just been crushed and died at once.

After the gangster had smashed Yan Tian, he rushed forward without the slightest plan to give Yan Tian an opportunity to catch his breath. He was getting ready to finish the job and take advantage of Yan Tian's disability to take his life.

Noticing the gangster was charging over, Yan Tian didn’t dare to neglect him in the slightest as well. Enduring the pain of his entire body, he immediately leapt off the ground; he didn't want to be thrown by the gangster again.

At the same moment, Yan Tian was extremely shocked. He wasn’t shocked because of his harder than steel bones, but shocked because of the gangster. It was too inconceivable, Yan Tian had broken the bridge of his nose and then shattered his temple, but surprisingly, the man's strength was still so great. How was this guy so special?  

At the side, Flaming Ma and the others looked at Yan Tian in shock. Against their expectations, there wasn’t anything wrong with Yan Tian. Didn't they just see he had been smashed into a hole on the car? But how could it be there seemed to no problem with him at all?

However, the gangster seemed to simply not possess the tiniest bit of astonishment. Looking at Yan Tian standing, he immediately swung his sandbag-sized fist at Yan Tian's temple, pounding forth. This blow would render Yan Tian dead on the ground.

Yan Tian saw the swinging fist and promptly leaned his body to the side in fright. Subsequently, he felt the wind of fist whistling by him.

After he dodged the fist, Yan Tian looked at the man before him in shock. Too strong. If the fist had smashed into his head, he estimated that even if he didn’t die, death wouldn’t be too far away.

The gangster saw that his fist hadn't hit Yan Tian, so he then took a step towards him and immediately let loose a second fist. Yan Tian saw the sandbag-sized fist, slamming into him once more, but since the distance was too great, he was simply unable to avoid it. He immediately stretched his arm out to block it.

"Frick." After he blocked the blow, Yan Tian couldn't help but to curse. Yan Tian's entire hand was numb. At the same moment, Yan Tian was especially astonished in his mind. Was this a fricking human? His strength was so strong.

The gangster saw that his fist had been blocked, so he sent a third fist towards Yan Tian. The fist pounded forth to the front of Yan Tian, so he leaned slightly to the side to dodge it. However, the gangster wasn’t finished. Just as Yan Tian dodged the fist, another fist came cras.h.i.+ng towards Yan Tian.

"f.u.c.k, what the s.h.i.+t. Papa's gonna roll it out with you." Yan Tian saw the fourth fist smas.h.i.+ng forward and had no plan to dodge again. Although the gang member's strength was quite strong, he wasn’t weak. It had to be known that his fist could demolish a concrete wall. Mulling it over, Yan Tian then faced towards the gangster's pounding fist. He actually wanted to see  whose fist was harder.

"Bang Crack"

The only thing that could be seen was Yan Tian's and the gangster's fists clas.h.i.+ng together, producing a loud sound. The sound seemed to be as loud as a car wreck, yet following the sound was sound of bones breaking.

Yan Tian's entire arm was numb. Furthermore, his ring finger where he wore the ring felt traces of pain. After he felt the pain, he thought darkly to himself it was no good The sound of breaking bone a moment ago shouldn't have been his own, right?

Frightened, Yan Tian immediately inspected his finger, however, he discovered that his five fingers were all perfectly fine without damage. Only the finger on his hand with the ring padded a little of the pain. Glancing at his ring, Yan Tian suddenly thought of something. He immediately lifted his head to look at the gangster's finger.

It could be seen that on top of the gangsters middle finger there was a b.l.o.o.d.y hole. Fresh blood like spring water spurted out of it. Yan Tian finally knew what the sound of bone breaking just a moment ago was.

Yan Tian looked at the Cosmos Ring on his finger and came to a sudden realization. Just a moment ago, the gangster's finger had been pulverized by his Cosmos Ring. He didn’t expect that the Cosmos Ring was capable of being a weapon; it could be completely simplified to bra.s.s knuckles.