"You bastard, you dare to destroy my martial arts?"
"Send your name and I, the Shen Family Martial Arts School, will never let you go..."
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng walked up to him and slapped him with a wave of his hand.
"So much nonsense!"
"Do you know why your martial arts was abolished? Hmm?"
Wu Guohao spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with half of his teeth.
"Little bastard, who are you?"
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng slapped him again with his backhand, and the other half of his teeth were knocked out.
"I'm asking you, do you know why your martial arts was abolished?"
"Why... why?"
This old guy was completely confused and couldn't even speak.
"Because Yang Shijun is my eldest niece, and you dare to bully her? I will destroy your martial arts skills."
‘Boom!’
He kicked Wu Guohao in the face. The head security coach fell to the ground and twitched twice, losing consciousness on the spot.
There was a dead silence in the whole place. The senior security guards all had pale faces and solemn eyes.
Xiao Feng glanced at him: "Who else is dissatisfied? Stand up."
"Boy, don't be so arrogant."
A senior security guard who was not afraid of death rushed out, but was slapped away by Xiao Feng, rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Who else?"
Xiao Feng asked again: "How about... you guys come together?"
"Everyone come together!"
I don't know who shouted, and everyone rushed forward in a swarm, intending to bully the large number and use the human sea tactic.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Xiao Feng rushed into the crowd instantly. In just one or two minutes, more than 20 senior security guards were all lying on the ground, not knowing whether to live or die.
This scene is extremely spectacular. Counting the previous mid-level security guards, there are a large number of people lying down in the entire training ground.
"Oh my god..."
The female receptionist exclaimed, turned around and ran away.
"stop!"
Xiao Feng shouted loudly, and the female receptionist almost knelt down in fright.
"Brother, it's none of my business. I'm just a receptionist. Please forgive me..."
"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."
Xiao Feng smiled and said: "Please inform the owner of the Shen Family Martial Arts Hall that Xiao Feng, the master of the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association and the Lei Hall, will come to visit."
"Zhen... Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association, Master of Lei Hall?"
The female receptionist's eyes widened and she hurriedly went to notify the Shen Family Martial Arts School.
Half an hour later, a military green Wrangler parked in front of the security company building.
The car door opened and two young men got out first.
The last middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a white Tang suit, lowered his head and got out of the car.
He had a cold and arrogant look on his face, and there was a strong aura between his brows, and he looked like he was no ordinary person.
"Master Shen, you are finally here."
The female receptionist hurriedly stepped forward and said with a grimace: "You have to make the decision for us. Coach Wu and the security trainee were all injured by the man named Xiao."
"Xiao Feng?"
Shen Longfei squinted his eyes: "I didn't expect him to dare to come to Fengcheng. I was just thinking about meeting him."
He is Shen Longjiu's biological brother. Although the relationship between the brothers is not that good, he can't be killed by anyone he wants.
Several people came to the conference room. Shen Longfei frowned and a murderous look flashed out of the corner of his eyes.
Xiao Feng and Yang Shijun were seen sitting on chairs, Wu Guohao was kneeling on the ground with blood on his face, and the other security members were all squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands, not even daring to express their anger.
"Master, this bastard..."
‘Boom!’
Wu Guohao had just finished speaking when he was kicked away by Xiao Feng.
He hit the wall close to the ground and became motionless on the spot. The white wall cracked into a spider web shape.
"If you dare to speak any more, your hands and feet will be cut off."
"Haha...good work, you are Xiao Feng, Hall Master Xiao, right?"
The female receptionist pulled out the chair and Shen Longfei slowly sat down.
The two young warriors stood behind him, with their arms folded, assuming a proud posture.
"Yes, you are the owner of the Shen Family Boxing Gym?"
Xiao Feng lit a cigarette and asked with a smile.
"Exactly,"
Shen Longfei smiled ferociously: "Hall Master Xiao, let's stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."
"Okay, that's exactly what I meant."
Xiao Feng said bluntly: "Leiming Security Company was founded by me, Lei Tang."
"I'd like to thank Master Shen for your troubles during this time."
"From now on, I, Lei Tang, will be in charge of the company personally, and the people in the Shen Family Boxing Gym can evacuate."
"Asshole!"
A long-haired disciple behind Shen Longfei suddenly cursed: "Xiao, this is Fengcheng, not your Jiangcheng."
"The Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association can't control this place, so you take responsibility as long as you say you are responsible? Who do you think you are?"
"Hmph!"
Shen Longfei smiled coldly, obviously very satisfied with his disciple's approach.
Xiao Feng leaned back and said indifferently: "I'm talking to the owner of your hotel. Why are you barking like a stinky dog? Get away."
"You brat, you're looking for death."
The long-haired disciple suddenly took action and swept over with a whip.
'despair!'
Xiao Feng flicked it casually, and the cigarette butt hit him in the eye.
"Ouch!"
He howled in pain, and his kick must have been crooked.
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng sat on the chair and slapped him in the face with his backhand.
The long-haired disciple took several steps back and almost fell.
"Shangmao, are you okay?"
Another short-haired disciple quickly supported him.
Shen Longfei still sat firmly on Mount Tai, with no change in his expression. He could be said to be emotionless and intangible.
Changmao shook his head and said ferociously: "How dare you slap me with the surname Xiao? You can't even think of leaving alive today."
"Oh? Interesting."
Xiao Feng crossed his legs and said leisurely: "What? Are you going to keep me with your mouth?"
"Longmao, don't be impulsive."
The short-haired man advised.
"Don't worry!"
Changmao shook the opponent away and gritted his teeth and said: "People outside say that you are an evil warrior who can compete with Linghu Kong, but I just don't believe in this evil."
"Today I will show you how powerful our Shen Family Boxing Gym is."
"Only you?"
Xiao Feng looked at him with contempt: "Go back and practice hard for ten or eight years. You are not qualified to challenge me."
"What? Don't you dare to take up the challenge?"
Changmao Jijiang said: "It seems... the people in your Zhenjiang Martial Arts Association are all a bunch of losers. You must have been praised by them."
This Changmao is considered a master in the Shen family martial arts gym and considers himself to be the leader of the younger generation.
Except for Linghu Kong, he did not take any young warriors seriously. Even if Xiao Feng became famous, it was just in vain.
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Master Shen, the disciples around you speak freely, do you care about them?"
"Sorry, I can't control it."
Shen Longfei spread his hands.
"Very good, you don't care, I'll take care of it for you."
Xiao Feng suddenly took action and was in front of Changmao in a flash.
"What?"
Changmao was shocked. The speed was so fast that he had no time to react.
He punched out fiercely, Xiao Feng caught him and twisted him again in the opposite direction.
‘Crack!’
"Ah...my arm."
Changmao screamed, and his right arm was violently severed.
He raised his left fist and punched it down, only to be caught by Xiao Feng again.
‘Crack!’
"Ah...you bastard..."
Changmao screamed in pain, and his left arm was broken off by Xiao Feng, completely losing his ability to resist.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Feng kicked his Dantian, causing Changmao to spit out two mouthfuls of blood and kneel directly on the ground.