Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"Bastard, you dare to hit me? You're done for, I'll tell you with the utmost responsibility, you're completely screwed!"

Li Shihao, who Ye Fan had slapped twice across the face, let out a wail, his eyes nearly bursting with rage as he glared at Ye Fan, wishing he could swallow Ye Fan alive right there and then.

You should know, he's the son of Li Changhong, the chairman of Tianba Group; he's always been the one doing the slapping, and no one ever dared to slap him back.

"I'm completely screwed?"

If Ye Fan hadn't arrived just in time, Su Ruoxue might have been desecrated by Li Shihao.

With that thought, a chilling cold filled Ye Fan's stern face as he grabbed Li Shihao by the scalp and swung another fierce slap with his right hand.

Spit—

Li Shihao had never encountered someone like Ye Fan, who didn't regard him at all, and being slapped again, a tooth was forcibly knocked out of his mouth.

Smack!!!

Smack smack smack smack smack!

As Li Shihao's face quickly swelled up like a pig's head under Ye Fan's relentless beating, Ye Fan showed no signs of stopping, delivering twenty or thirty slaps to Li Shihao's face in one breath.

Seeing Li Shihao about to be slapped to death by Ye Fan, Su Ruoxue, having adjusted her clothes, worried Ye Fan would kill someone, urged, "Ye Fan, stop hitting him!"

"Consider yourself lucky!"

Heeding Su Ruoxue's plea, Ye Fan finally let go.

At that moment, Li Shihao, his face covered with the marks of Ye Fan's handprints and swollen beyond recognition, lost his balance and toppled to the ground.

"Young Master!"

Manager Han Li from the marketing department rushed in with a group of uniformed security guards.

Hiss!

Seeing Li Shihao's miserable state, Han Li and the security guards all couldn't help but gasp in shock; clearly, they had not expected Li Shihao to be beaten so brutally, his face almost disfigured.

Propped up by Han Li and the others, and feeling the searing pain on his face, Li Shihao was close to exploding with anger.

He glared at Ye Fan with livid fury and roared, "Son of a bitch, I've lived for over twenty years, and even my dad has never hit me, yet you dare to slap me dozens of times in one go!"

"I will kill you, I fucking will kill you! If I don't, how can I continue to mix in Central Plains?"

With an angry bellow, Li Shihao pulled out his phone and dialed a number, "Captain Zhou, I want to kill someone right now, I'll give you a million, help me settle it!"

"No problem, Young Master Li!" A mocking voice came through the phone.

Seizing the opportunity, Han Li turned to Ye Fan and scolded, "Kid, you were bold enough to strike our young master so ruthlessly, it seems you really don't know how the word 'dead' is written! Can't you see our young master is furious? Kneel down and beg for his forgiveness right now, or you're going to be beyond saving today!"

"Ha! Even if he kneels and breaks his head kowtowing, I won't change my mind, I want to kill him!" Li Shihao said, fuming with anger.

In the past, someone who had offended him was beaten to death by his thugs, and afterward, with a few connections and a couple of hundred thousand, everything was smoothly settled.

Ye Fan daring to slap him dozens of times set Li Shihao's rage ablaze, wishing he could instantly scatter Ye Fan's ashes.

Seeing Li Shihao's explosive anger, Su Ruoxue hurriedly said, "Young Master Li, earlier Ye Fan was impulsive. I apologize to you on behalf of Ye Fan!"

"Apologize? Humph! If apologies worked, what would we need the police for?" Li Shihao was unmoved.

Immediately after, Li Shihao turned his icy gaze onto Ye Fan and said, "Su Ruoxue isn't your wife, is she? Tsk! I've changed my mind now, before you die, I plan to have a live broadcast with your wife, letting you watch with your own eyes how slutty Su Ruoxue really is in her bones!"

"You're asking for death!!!"

Provoked by Li Shihao, Ye Fan exploded with anger.

Li Shihao, running out of patience, shouted loudly, "Get him, take this bastard down for me!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

As Li Shihao gave the order, a group of burly security guards pounced towards Ye Fan, looking ferocious and malignant.

Knowing Li Shihao truly harbored killing intent, Han Li took the opportunity to yell, "Don't hold back, just kill him!"

"Brothers, kill him!" The Security Captain led the charge, pressing the electric baton's switch and rushing towards Ye Fan.

"Kill him!"

Seeing their captain activate his electric baton, the group of security guards didn't hesitate to turn theirs on as well.

In an instant, the electric batons crackled menacingly, emitting a frightening white electricity that would be unimaginable if it were to stab someone.

Desperate to prove himself, the Security Captain was the first to charge at Ye Fan with his electric baton raised.

Ye Fan stood still, his eyes ice cold, unmoved.

Just as the electric baton was about to strike Ye Fan, his right hand suddenly shot out towards it.

"Grabbing the electric baton with bare hands? How foolish!" Li Shihao mocked.

He knew that the electric batons from the Tianba Group were very standard, each one carrying 1000 volts, enough to shock a person into unconsciousness.

If more than ten electric batons hit Ye Fan at the same time, even if he didn't die, he would probably lose half his life.

"Courting death!"

The Security Captain saw Ye Fan reach for the electric baton with his bare hands and couldn't help but sneer.

However, under everyone's gaze, Ye Fan's right hand clamped onto the electric baton like a vice, and though it crackled with electricity, it didn't knock him out.

"How... how is this possible?"

Seeing Ye Fan grab the electric baton with his hands, and that the electricity had no effect on him, Li Shihao and the Security Captain, along with others, felt their eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

In the midst of Li Shihao and the others' astonishment, the other security guards all struck Ye Fan with their electric batons.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

A mass of electric light buzzed around Ye Fan, yet not a trace of pain showed on his face.

Watching this, the Marketing Manager Han Li exclaimed in terror, "My God! Is this kid a monster or what?"

If one electric baton was ineffective against Ye Fan, it might be possible that the baton was faulty, but with more than ten batons proving ineffective, it could only prove that this Ye Fan was out of the ordinary.

"My turn now!"

Ye Fan's eyes glittered with a cold light as he snatched the electric baton from the Security Captain's hand. In the next moment, like a sweeping autumn breeze, he used the baton on the group of security guards.

"Son of a—!"

The security guards, all with ordinary human bodies, shook violently as they were struck by the baton, their eyes rolling back and some even collapsed on the ground, convulsing like shrimps.

"Oh my heavens!"

Horror-stricken, Han Li hadn't expected Ye Fan to be so monstrous.

Having dealt with the security guards, Ye Fan carried the electric baton with an unfriendly look on his face and walked towards Li Shihao.

"You... don't come any closer!"

Li Shihao was chilled to the bone, having seen the bizarre, but never something as monstrous as this.

Focusing on Li Shihao, Ye Fan spoke with a mocking tone, "What was that you said earlier? Planning to have a live broadcast with my wife in front of me?"

"It's a misunderstanding! All a misunderstanding!"

His life now in Ye Fan's hands, Li Shihao no longer had any trace of his earlier arrogance, terrified that a moment of irrationality from Ye Fan would end him.

"A misunderstanding?" Ye Fan said with a cold smile.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Li Shihao said shakily, "Yes, a misunderstanding, all a mis—"

Before Li Shihao could finish, Ye Fan's right foot, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, kicked fiercely into Li Shihao's groin.

Bang!!!

A loud noise echoed as a mist of blood erupted from Li Shihao's groin.