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A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1284

Summary for Chapter 1284 Vicious Tactics: A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 1284 Vicious Tactics – A Turning Point in A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) by Gia Bater

In this chapter of A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage), Gia Bater introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 1284 Vicious Tactics shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

The moment the Indian martial artists crossed the line...

BAM!

A huge palm struck them.

Amid the loud bang, Reilo and the others were sent flying through the air by Ye Fan.

Two of the weakest martial artists among them ended up dying from the blow.

Their heads exploded like a balloon.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

Two headless corpses ended up lying on the ground lifelessly.

Reilo and the three remaining martial artists suffered grave injuries even though they survived.

Reilo broke several bones and felt as though his blood was surging and coughed blood everywhere.

Reilo was the strongest fighter, but even he ended up gravely injured, let alone the rest of them.

If their dead friends hadn't taken on the brunt of Ye Fan's blow, the three of them wouldn't have survived.

After all, Ye Fan was simply too powerful.

They certainly weren't strong enough to withstand the might of a grandmaster.

"Mr Lv, what do you mean by this? Didn't we agree to an alliance? Why are you doing this to us? Are you going back against your word? If word got out, you would ruin your reputation and become a laughingstock. Isn't reputation everything in China?"

The agonizing pain in Reilo's body made him feel as though his body was on fire and almost made him pass out.

However, he gritted his teeth and stubbornly stood up.

He looked at Ye Fan loathingly with malice.

But since Ye Fan was more than capable of killing him, he did his utmost to compose himself and sound more courteous.

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Do you want to talk to me about trust? Do you think you Indians are fit to talk to me about it? In terms of breaking faith and scheming, you are far better than me. Despite our country's long history, we can't compare to you," Ye Fan smiled calmly as he spoke in contempt and utter disregard towards Reilo and the others.

"In any case, the one whom you had an alliance with was Lv Hua. How could I have gone against my word since I'm not Lv Hua?"

What?

"W-what are you saying? Aren't you Lv Hua?" Reilo and the others were stunned and stared at Ye Fan with their eyes wide.

"Impossible. Didn't you say you were Lv Hua the other day at the restaurant? How could you change your surname in order to dodge us? That is simply unbecoming."

The Indian martial artists didn't believe what Ye Fan said and thought he was trying to go against his word.

"Anything is possible. I was just teasing you and pretended to be someone else. Listen up. My real name is Ye Fan. As for Lv Hua, he is just an ant. But if you want to befriend him, I can always introduce you.” Ye Fan pointed in front of him as he spoke.

Reilo and the others looked in the direction Ye Fan pointed to see a livid Lv Hua standing in the crowd in silence.

"Him?"

Reilo frowned as his face twitched slightly when he saw Lv Hua.

Reilo certainly remembered the man.

This idiot kept insisting he was Lv Hua and ended up getting kicked in the groin by Reilo.

Reilo kept thinking this idiot was impersonating Lv Hua. From the looks of it now, he seemed to be the real deal after all.

Ye Fan had fooled them all.

"So...you're the real Lv Hua?" asked Reilo finally.

After Ye Fan injured the Indians grievously, he turned to look around coldly.

This time, all the commotion and whining disappeared.

Everyone trembled and retreated when they sensed Ye Fan looking their way.

No one else dared to challenge him.

That one tiny line was like a moat between them.

After all, Ye Fan was really vicious!

The young man before them was simply too vicious.

Earlier on, everyone thought Ye Fan was just messing with them.

But he unexpectedly did exactly what he promised to do.

He had really slapped the Indian martial artists to death the minute they crossed the line.

Ye Fan's brutality and dominance left everyone deeply shocked once more.

"Young Master, what now? Should we still go over?" Despite how fearless the Chu Sect members were, they considered backing off.

"What else can we do? If you want to die, you can go ahead!" Mike Jones scolded him angrily.

Were his men idiots? Why did they ask the obvious and insist on embarrassing themselves again?

The furor in the valley died down surprisingly.

All the teams of martial artists stood before the line obediently as they watched Ye Fan enter the waterfall to take all the spirit energy fruit!

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