บท 636: Chapter 635: Huang Rong the Authority Dog

Let's be real, Ye Weiming's move was far from clever, it could even be said to have no strategy at all. An attack of this magnitude would never threaten a seasoned martial artist of Ouyang Feng's caliber.

Yet, this harmless attack had Ouyang Feng grinding his teeth.

This was playing dirty on a whole other level!

He prided himself as one of the top five martial artists in the world, and here Ye Weiming was, slinging steel bullets at him without giving it a second thought as if he was a common toad!

What on earth?

Using a slingshot on a toad, really?

Exasperated, Ouyang Feng's palm came crushing down mid-air, shattering the incoming steel bullet into fragments.

Then, turning to Huang Rong, with indignation in his voice, he said, "Huang's little niece, you..."

"Clang!" Before Ouyang Feng could finish his sentence, another steel bullet was flicked out by Ye Weiming towards the back of Ouyang Feng's head.