Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"Continue kicking?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd hesitated for a moment, their eyes filled with sympathy when they looked at Huang Zicheng.

Especially the men, who knew all too well the agony of being kicked in the groin. They had just subjected Huang Zicheng to a downpour of vicious kicks, and the thought of continuing to strike him now was too horrifying to conceive.

"Ye Fan, you bastard!"

Huang Zicheng cursed furiously, his rage boiling over. He had realized that Ye Fan was aiming to get revenge on him, hitting below the belt in the most literal sense.

After swearing loudly, Huang Zicheng gritted his teeth. He stuffed the bone back into his mouth, then adopted a resigned expression and said, "Gentlemen, come on then!"

"Go!"

Upon hearing this, the lead old man suddenly waved his hand again.

With the experience from before, as soon as the lead old man gave the order, they did not hesitate to approach Huang Zicheng and began kicking him, one after another, with renewed fury.

"Aowuu!"

"Aowuuuu!!!"

Under the night sky, a series of pig-slaughter-like screams echoed throughout Violet Community.

Seeing the group resuming their vicious kicking of Huang Zicheng, Su Ruoxue felt goosebumps all over her body.

Although she was not male and could not fully comprehend that indescribable pain, she could tell from the sounds that Huang Zicheng was close to dying from the pain.

Therefore, Su Ruoxue looked towards Ye Fan and asked, "Ye Fan, is it really okay to do this? It sounds like Brother Zicheng is in so much pain he's about to pass out!"

"Ruoxue, you are just too kind-hearted. What is this? You must understand, Huang Zicheng has been causing trouble not just once or twice. You witnessed how fierce the Soul Reaping Tri-Elders were when they attacked just now. If I hadn't defeated the Soul Reaping Tri-Elders, it's not just about being close to death, I would have probably died on the spot!" Ye Fan said gravely.

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If you draw your sword, I will surely unsheathe mine!

Tonight, it was Huang Zicheng who struck first, so he shouldn't blame Ye Fan for being ruthlessly unmerciful. This is all Huang Zicheng's own doing.

Su Ruoxue knew that Huang Zicheng was wrong to start with, but she couldn't help but say, "But…but…"

"There are no 'buts.' If we let Huang Zicheng off easily now, his revenge will be even more relentless in the future!" Ye Fan said in a stern voice.

"Sigh!"

Hearing this, Su Ruoxue could only sigh helplessly.

One was her husband, the other was Brother Zicheng who had doted on her since she was a child.

How she wished the two could get along amicably. Unfortunately, Huang Zicheng, in his desire to have her, went out of his way to target Ye Fan, and a harmonious relationship remained just wishful thinking.

"How much longer? I can't take it anymore!"

Lying on the ground, Huang Zicheng writhed in excruciating pain.

"Young Master Huang, don't be anxious, it will be over soon!"

The old man tried to soothe him and then gestured to the others to speed up.

Understanding his signal, their kicks came faster and harder with each blow, causing Huang Zicheng to feel as if he were moments away from ascending to Nirvana.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Huang Zicheng trembled all over.

"It will be over soon!"

The old man reassured him again, and under the flurry of violent kicking from the crowd, the flame was about to be extinguished.

"Move aside, quick, move aside, the water's here, the water's here!"

Suddenly, an urgent voice shouted, and everyone backed away joyfully, making way.

"Is there water? Oh, thank goodness!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Zicheng felt relieved. Being kicked continuously by everyone was driving him to the brink of collapse.

"Yes, the water's here!"

The person stepped forward swiftly, holding a bottle in his hand. When he opened the cap, a large amount of white liquid poured out onto Huang Zicheng.

Boom!!!

The instant the white liquid touched Huang Zicheng's body, the flame that was almost extinguished blazed furiously, the fire so intense that it left onlookers speechless.

"Good heavens! What's going on now?"

"I... I have no idea!"

Upon seeing the fire suddenly become extremely fierce on Huang Zicheng's body, everyone was shocked.

After all, the fire was almost out just now. If water were poured on it right then, wouldn't the flames have been extinguished?

What the heck was happening now?

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"No, look, everyone look, what he's holding in his hand isn't water at all, it's a bottle of Moutai!"

At this moment, someone noticed this scene and screamed as if they had seen a ghost.

"What? Moutai?"

Upon hearing this, countless people felt waves of shock and disbelief surge through their hearts in an instant.

What was Moutai? It was liquor!

If you pour liquor on flames, the fire is bound to grow even larger.

In a flash, countless people's mouths twitched fiercely.

Who was this anyway?

Actually using Moutai to put out the fire, wasn't that just too immoral?

"Oh my God!"

Seeing the fire blaze up on his body, Huang Zicheng was as terrified as a mouse encountering a cat.

He looked up and to his horror, saw Ye Fan, looking as harmless as a person could look, pouring Moutai on him.

Realizing that it was Ye Fan pouring Moutai on him, Huang Zicheng's eyes nearly burst from their sockets as he roared, "Bastard, Ye Fan, you son of a bitch, you won't stop until you've driven me to my grave, will you?"

"Oh!"

Ye Fan, holding the Moutai, seemed to notice something, and he slapped his forehead, saying, "Oh dear, Young Master Huang, I'm really sorry, I was just so eager to put out the fire that I mistook Moutai for water, please don't hold it against me! You have to believe that my intentions were pure."

"Pure my ass!"

Huang Zicheng didn't believe a word of what Ye Fan said and despairingly retorted, "Ye Fan, a man can be killed but not humiliated. If you want to take me on, just come at me. There's no need to disgrace me like this!"

"Young Master Huang, what nonsense are you talking about? Although you've targeted me, by all rights, I should be very angry, but you know what, I'm not that petty. Let bygones be bygones, after all, no fights no friendship!" Ye Fan said innocently.

Not petty?

Upon hearing those words, Huang Zicheng wanted to curse Ye Fan for his shamelessness and wanted to spray his face with salt soda.

First, he kicked a candle onto himself, and then he used Moutai like it was water on himself.

If you say you're not petty, I really must be cursed for believing you!

The more Huang Zicheng thought about it, the angrier he got, and he righteously declared, "Ye Fan, you scoundrel, may you die a horrible death!"

"Whether I die horribly or not, you needn't worry, Young Master Huang. Now then, elder, please give the command to extinguish the fire!" Ye Fan turned to the eldest grandpa.

Hisss!!!

Staring at Ye Fan's fair-faced deception, the old man and everyone else couldn't help but gasp in shock.

In their hearts, this kid, Ye Fan, was too wicked.

Not satisfied with messing with Huang Zicheng once, he did it twice.

However, everyone present was astute. They knew that Huang Zicheng had initiated the attack on Ye Fan, so it served him right to be dealt with by Ye Fan.

After two consecutive incidents, the oldest grandpa was experienced. He turned to Huang Zicheng and said, "Young Master Huang, the fire is serious, we're coming!"

"Keep a close eye on Ye Fan and don't let him cause any more trouble!" Huang Zicheng bellowed with all his might.

If Ye Fan did it one more time, his sanity would definitely explode on the spot.

"Keep a lookout for him!"

A multitude of Ancient Martial Artists from East Sea swiftly stepped forward, their faces alert, afraid that Ye Fan would continue to create problems.

"Go!"

The leading elder, seeing Ye Fan was restrained, gave a third wave of his hand, and without hesitation, everyone moved forward to kick.

Bang! Bang bang!

In an instant, a group of people kicked at Huang Zicheng's body relentlessly, one foot after another.

"Ow! Awoooo!"

Feeling the sharp pain assaulting his body, Huang Zicheng couldn't hold back the tears which flowed down his cheeks.