"Zhou Chen, I admit that you are very good at fighting, but you are too arrogant. You know that this is my territory, but you still dare to come alone. Are you really not afraid of death?"
Liu Feng relied on his large number of people and his attitude was very arrogant, and he didn't take Zhou Chen seriously at all.
"It seems that such a long time has passed and you have long forgotten how you knelt at my feet. You are quite forgetful, Liu Feng."
This taunt made Liu Feng's face instantly look ugly.
"Zhou Chen, you are looking for death."
"Go on, cripple him for me, and then I'll talk to him slowly."
The furious Liu Feng couldn't bear it any longer, shouted loudly, and immediately asked the younger brother behind him to go up and fuck Zhou Chen.
Many of the younger brothers who had also lost their patience for a long time immediately shouted loudly after hearing Liu Feng's order and rushed towards Zhou Chen like a swarm. Many of them had already prepared weapons and billiard cues.
Iron rods, billiard balls, etc.
These little bastards followed Liu Feng and often fought with others. Although they were not very young, they had rich fighting experience and were very skillful.
"Kill him and avenge Brother Feng."
As the younger brothers shouted, they rushed forward and took action at the same time.
Liu Feng looked proud and looked at Zhou Chen arrogantly, so what if he can fight? Now it's not a one-on-one fight. There are so many people around you, and you can be surrounded to death.
Next, he would think carefully about how to ridicule and scorn him later to avenge Zhou Chen's beating.
But after a few minutes...
With a look of horror on his face, Liu Feng pulled the long billiard cue and pointed it at Zhou Chen, but his legs were trembling and he kept stepping back.
"Zhou Chen, you, what do you want to do? Don't come over."
How arrogant he was just now, he was so cowardly now, but Liu Feng didn't think there was anything wrong with being cowardly.
Look at the boys in the billiard room who are swaying around, rolling on the ground and screaming, not even one of them can stand up now, only two can still stand.
It was just him and Zhou Chen. In this situation, how could he not be afraid or timid?
Zhou Chen licked the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood. He was beaten by more than twenty people, including some with weapons. Even though his force value was very high, it was difficult for him to beat four hands with two fists. Although everyone was defeated by him
, but he himself was inevitably beaten many times.
It's just that the force of the beating didn't cause much damage to him. That is to say, he was hit a few times on the face and looked injured. The other blood on his hands and arms was except for the ones he hit and wiped off.
The blood from the broken skin is other people's blood.
His current physical fitness is several times the limit of ordinary people. Even the King of Soldiers is not as physically strong as him. Although he does not have the blessing of internal strength, he has a strong body and rich experience in fighting and killing.
There are more than 20 people in this group of young bastards, but on the battlefield, they are probably not as powerful as five elite soldiers. How could they be the opponent of a battlefield general like Zhou Chen who has experienced hundreds of battles.
In other words, he didn't use a weapon. If he was given a knife and started fighting, these people would probably not be injured and fall to the ground, but would lose their lives.
Seeing Liu Feng's cowardly look, Zhou Chen stopped, tore off the clothes of the man in front of his feet, and wiped the blood on his hands with the cloth he pulled off.
It was a simple move, but in Liu Feng's eyes, it made him even more frightened.
He witnessed the whole process, witnessed how fiercely Zhou Chen knocked down all his younger brothers, didn't you see that the solid billiard table was beaten to pieces? That was kicked by Zhou Chen.
He doesn't think his body is as strong as a pool table.
Zhou Chen simply wiped the blood on his hands, threw the cloth on the man's face, and then walked towards Liu Feng.
Liu Feng exclaimed again: "Don't come here, don't come here, Zhou Chen, brother Chen, you are my brother, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced, I'm too blind to recognize Mount Tai, please spare me this time
.”
Although he also knew that he was embarrassed like this, but thinking about the last time and the miserable situation of his younger brother in front of him, how could he care whether he was embarrassed or not? The most important thing was to stabilize Zhou Chen.
"It's a little late to call me brother now."
Zhou Chen stopped in front of Liu Feng. Although Liu Feng was holding a club in his hand, he was still trembling and did not dare to make a move.
Seeing Zhou Chen's eyes turn cold and he raised his hand to hit, he suddenly dropped the club and begged loudly for mercy: "Brother Chen, I give up, I give in, please don't do it."
That miserable look almost made Zhou Chen kneel down.
Zhou Chen was not surprised to see Liu Feng's cowardice. In the plot, Liu Feng was a tough guy who was surrounded by a group of gangsters and called him boss, but in fact he was a guy with no ability at all, otherwise he wouldn't have done anything.
I would be frightened by Fu Weijun's kitchen knife.
Although he didn't have a knife in his hand now, the strength he showed was far beyond what a kitchen knife could compare to. It was expected that Liu Feng would become timid.
He had seen too many faces like Liu Feng's and was not moved at all.
Pulling the stool next to him over, Zhou Chen sat on the stool with a flourish and said slowly: "Kneel down."
When Liu Feng heard Zhou Chen's words, his expression kept changing. Of course he didn't want to kneel down, but when he glanced at his younger brothers, he finally gritted his teeth.
"boom!"
With his legs bent, Liu Feng knelt in front of Zhou Chen, his face full of humiliation.
Zhou Chen picked up the club next to him and put it on Liu Feng's shoulders: "Brother Feng, this is not like you."
Liu Feng's facial muscles twitched and he said nervously: "Brother Chen is joking, just call me Xiaofeng. My dad and Uncle Zhou are both colleagues and good friends. For my dad's sake, brother Chen, just let me go."
This time."
"You even carried me out, you are really a filial son."
Zhou Chen looked sarcastic and said: "You sent people to my Internet cafe and injured my employees. Now I'm going to injure your little brother. This is called tit for tat. Do you have any objection?"
"No objection, no objection. It's our fault. We are too blind to see the mountains."
At this point, what else could Liu Feng say, he could only apologize and ask Zhou Chen to forgive him.
"Your little brother not only injured my people, but also damaged my computer, causing me to lose more than two hundred thousand yuan. This money has to be borne by you, the boss. Is that okay?"
"This this……"
Liu Feng was immediately stunned.
Two hundred thousand?
Where did he get the 200,000? If he was asked to pay back the 200,000, it would be better to kill him.
"Why, you don't agree?"
"No, Brother Chen, I want to agree, but I really have no money. It's as much as two hundred thousand. Even if we sell us all, we still don't have that much money."
"No money?"
"Yes, Brother Chen, I really have no money."
Liu Feng looked pitiful and begged, not to mention that he didn't have two hundred thousand, even if he did, he wouldn't be able to come up with it.
Zhou Chen said calmly: "There are ways to have no money. I am the most fair person. If you damaged the computer that I use to make money, then I will give it back fairly and justly. I know what you and your little brothers do for a living.
I don’t want you to pay back the 200,000 yuan. One finger costs 5,000 yuan. Give me forty fingers and the 200,000 yuan can be written off in one go. How about that?”
Hearing this, Liu Feng shuddered violently and looked at Zhou Chen in horror. Not only him, but also the younger brothers around him couldn't care less about the screams, and they all showed fear on their faces.
"Brother Chen, we, we are not joking."
Zhou Chen's expression suddenly changed. He was injured and exerted too much force. Liu Feng felt that the club on his shoulders became extremely heavy in an instant. His body bent uncontrollably, and finally he fell to the ground, unable to straighten his back at all.
"Are you kidding? Do you think I'm here just to joke with you? One finger costs five thousand yuan, you go out and ask around, who can offer me the price? You're taking advantage."
Liu Feng looked horrified. What kind of advantage could he take? He didn't want to take advantage of this.
But Zhou Chen didn't give him a chance at all, and said lightly: "You are their boss, so let's start with you."
As he said that, he stood up, picked up the butterfly knife that a boy next to him had just taken out, but was knocked off by him. Then he pulled Liu Feng up, put one hand on the billiard table, and spread his fingers.
It's time to cut it off.
"Ah, Brother Chen, Brother Chen, don't, don't, please spare me, please let me go, please."
Liu Feng couldn't control his emotions anymore. He grabbed Zhou Chen's hand that was holding him down with one hand, and cried bitterly, begging for mercy. There were a lot of snot and tears, and he completely lost his arrogance and domineering attitude just now.
"It seems like you are reluctant. It doesn't matter. Then I'll start with your little brothers."
The next moment, the younger brothers who had been wailing just now were all crawling back crazily, away from Zhou Chen and Liu Feng.
"It seems that your younger brothers are not willing to do it either, so we have no choice but to start with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the butterfly knife in his hand suddenly swung down.
To be continued...