A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1126 The Power of Gods

"Is that so?" Ye Fan's smile deepened.

His smile did not waver as he stepped down the steps and slowly headed towards Xur He.

"What you've just said might have the power to send others falling to their knees, but they mean nothing to me." Ye Fan's condescending laugh reverberated in the air. Xur He was furious.

"What a brazen and stubborn fool! How dare you speak so audaciously in your final moments!" Xur He raised his hand and barked out an order to the warriors standing behind him. "Men, here are my orders. This evil man has committed grievous crimes that include arson, injury to others, and robbery. He has also murdered someone in public. He is beyond redemption. The people of Jiangdong have suffered his evil deeds for too long. Today, I shall enact justice on behalf of the heavens and kill this evil scoundrel. Men, I order you to shoot him down!"

Upon his orders, dozens of warriors raised their rifles, loaded their weapons and aimed.

Dozens of semi-automatic rifles were pointed at Ye Fan.

With their muzzles aimed at Ye Fan, these weapons were akin to death's scythes that surrounded Ye Fan and had him trapped.

"This is the end for you, punk. You had it coming. It's your fault for killing Shao-Hua and for offending someone you should not have offended. You will pay for his death with your blood. You will be the sacrifice that I'm going to offer to my nephew to appease his soul in heaven!"

A smile appeared on Xur He's face. It was filled with smugness and satisfaction at finally having gotten his vengeance.

He could imagine the blood that was going to flow before his eyes the next moment.

After all, even if this so-called Mr Chu had a head and limbs made of metal, he couldn't possibly survive an attack from a vast military force.

"Is this really the end? What a pity though. He's still so young," sighed Wu Wei-Tao softly as he shook his head and observed the scene unfold from afar.

His eyes were filled with sympathy and compassion as he stared at Ye Fan.

Dozens of soldiers fired their rifles and let loose a deafening series of shots.

Hundreds of bullets sped across the skies and pierced the air as they charged towards Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan!"

"Mr Chu!"

Countless screams sounded outside the Haiyuan Restaurant.

Qiu Mu-Cheng's eyes had grown red with worry. She looked like she was on the verge of tears.

Chen Ao and the others had squeezed their eyes shut in fright.

They didn't want to witness the sight of Ye Fan being riddled with bullets.

"Why? Why wouldn't you listen? Mr Chu, you're just a man. How can you win a fight against an entire army?" Chen Ao's heart spasmed painfully as he moaned to himself. He expected to hear Ye Fan's agonizing cries of pain the next moment.

He was surprised when he didn't.

In fact, he didn't hear the sound of Ye Fan's body falling to the ground either.

The whole world seemed to have come to a standstill.

A sudden and extraordinary silence descended upon them.

Confused, Chen Ao opened his eyes to see what was going on.

Shock rippled through his body instantly.

His eyes widened.

Everyone else were equally shocked.

Shen Fei was gaping while Old Master Xia was staring with eyes as wide as saucers.

Li Er and the others appeared to have lost their ability to breathe.

Before them was Ye Fan, hovering in midair.

His feet hung in the skies while he floated in the heavens like a god who was descending from above and onto Earth.

He had his hands folded behind his back and a mirthless smile on his face.

His eyes looked dark and unfathomable, the gaze they levelled upon this world was akin to one that gods made when surveying the mortal domain.

What shocked them all was not Ye Fan's ability to float in the air. The bullets that had been headed straight for him a second ago had frozen in their tracks, inches before hitting him. A seemingly invisible barrier stilled to stop them in their paths.

The bullets couldn't advance a single inch.

"What...how is this possible?"

Xur He was blown away by the sight.

His enemy was hovering in mid-air, unafraid of the bullets that had been fired at him.

"Is he even human?"

Xur He's face paled while tremors coursed through his body uncontrollably. He stared at Ye Fan as if he were staring into the face of a demon.

The only time they had seen anyone float in mid-air had been when they had turned on the television.

Yet, now, they were seeing such a feat happening right before their eyes.

Everything that Xur He had known and believed about this world came collapsing down all around him. His world had just been turned topsy-turvy. "General Xur, is this Mr Chu a deity of sorts?"

His vice-commander was scared dumbstruck too.

His voice shook as he spoke.

In China, everyone from the supreme emperor to the lowly beggar, lived in fear of gods and demons.

Many of them were naturally awed and terrified by the miraculous and supernatural feat that Ye Fan had just performed.

"That's complete bullshit! He must have used some advanced technology. That's why he appears to be floating. This punk is trying to fool us. I'm going to expose him for the fraudster that he is," thundered Xur He like a madman before he issued his next order. "Men, aim your rifles at that scoundrel and fire. There's no way that a young punk like him is going to survive an attack from our vast army. He's no god." Xur He would have peed in his pants if he had come alone and had witnessed Ye Fan's miraculous feat on his own.

But he had three thousand men at his command.

His army boosted his courage and made him less afraid.

"But General, what if he turns out to be a god?"

"Shut your trap!" Xur He slapped the man hard. "There is no such thing as gods. That's pure superstition. If you speak any more of that nonsense and spread fear in our men, I'll have you shot and executed on the spot!"

Fury had Xur He cursing his men out loud.

Upon his orders, his men disregarded their fear, lifted their rifles once more and aimed their weapons at Ye Fan.

Tens of thousands of bullets flew towards Ye Fan, rushing towards him like a tsunami.

To the despair of Xur He and his men, no matter how many times they shot at the young man, he remained unscathed.

The bullets would arrive a few inches away from Ye Fan, then freeze in mid-air. Then, like some electronic device whose power had been cut, thus losing all electrical life, they would fall to the ground.

They were akin to raindrops made of metal as they fell from the skies.

As the storm poured, Ye Fan remained hovering in the air.

He stood above them all calmly as if his feet were standing on firm ground.

His eyes were dark and the forbidding aura of authority and power exuded from his person. He was like a god!