Yan Zihao's expression was stiff and he was completely stunned on the spot.
Master Vazan, the top boxing champion in Manchester City, he spent tens of millions to hire a top fighter for a month, but he was kicked away.
Looking at Vozan's body sunk into the wall, the cracks spread around his body like spider webs.
Yan Zihao's body was trembling slightly. He couldn't believe his eyes, he was extremely shocked and unbelievable.
Tang Shuirou was even more shocked. In her impression, Qin Feng was an out-and-out waste who relied on soft food.
He should have been punched to death by boxing champion Vazin. How could he fight back and kick boxing champion Vazin?
No, it must not be reality, it must be an illusion, it must be an illusion!
She couldn't believe it, let alone accept it.
Tang Qingqian was completely dumbfounded. Her beautiful eyes stared blankly at the dusty ruins of the wall. She clenched her pink fists tightly and even held her breath...
"Plop."
Vozan's body fell heavily to the ground and was covered in gravel and dust that fell off the wall.
He lay in the ruins, eyes wide open, unbelievable, frightened, and shocked.
He is Manchester City's number one boxing champion, at his peak, and has not lost a single match in several years.
But today, he was actually...defeated by the other party.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. Boxing champion Vazan's entire chest collapsed. Twenty-four ribs were directly kicked and the entire chest collapsed.
He was as paralyzed as a dead dog, unable to move.
"Manchester City Boxing Champion?"
"Vulnerable."
Qin Feng's voice was cold and full of disdain.
Yan Zihao's face was extremely ugly. He looked at the ruins in horror: "Master Wa, Master Wazan, are you okay?"
Everyone else also looked here, unable to accept the fact that Vazan was kicked to pieces.
They still hold on to a glimmer of hope.
Wazan fell in a pool of blood, with blood in his chest constantly overflowing, and he was almost dying.
He took his last breath, slowly raised his head, looked at Qin Feng and opened his mouth.
A mouthful of rich blood spurted out, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he was completely unconscious.
"Master Vozan!"
Yan Zihao's voice trembled, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He turned his head and stared at Qin Feng with splitting eyes: "What the hell, you are looking for death, you are looking for death!"
"Come in here and kill him!"
With a hysterical roar, the door to the box was suddenly burst open, and dozens of strong men in suits rushed in.
The man was holding a knife, and a flash of coldness flashed across his face.
"Yan Zihao, are you crazy?!"
Tang Qingqian scolded angrily: "Believe it or not, I'm going to call Wen Lan right now and ask her to take care of you!"
Her delicate body was trembling with anger, and she reached for her bag to take out the phone.
"Sister, how could you do this to your brother-in-law!"
"Snapped!"
Tang Shuirou took the lead and snatched her bag away:
"Brother-in-law is helping you teach this guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and make him stay away from you completely."
"How come you not only don't understand your brother-in-law's good intentions, but you also turn to an outsider?"
"Shuirou, give me the bag."
Tang Qingqian's beautiful eyes were cold and her face was covered with frost.
"No."
Tang Shuirou spoke firmly: "Don't think that I don't know. You were deceived by his sweet words and that's why you don't want to marry my brother-in-law."
"As long as he is dead, no one can stop you from being with my brother-in-law."
"Even if Wen Lan finds out, can a dead person be more important than my brother-in-law and the Yan family?"
She snorted coldly: "What's more, his life was saved by my brother-in-law. Now my brother-in-law wants to come back. Is there any problem?"
"Don't talk nonsense, come on, kill this bitch!"
Yan Zihao burst out loud.
The group of thugs rushed forward ferociously. Dozens of them smashed tables and chairs in an instant and started slashing with knives.
Qin Feng's face condensed, and a flash of coldness flashed across his face.
"boom!"
One of the thugs was instantly kicked away, and the huge inertial impact knocked several people away, causing them all to fall down.
Countless machetes struck him head-on. Qin Feng turned slightly sideways and swept Tang's legs sharply.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The shadow of the legs was brutal and eager, and every arm was broken wherever it went. The machete fell to the ground, and there was a miserable wolf howl.
Suddenly, with a look from Yan Zihao, several thugs quickly moved towards Tang Qingqian and appeared quietly behind her.
By the time Tang Qingqian reacted, her shoulders and arms had been firmly grasped, her delicate body was pushed hard, her high heels were staggering, and she was taken directly out of the door.
Tang Shuirou followed him out silently.
"Where to go?"
A devilish voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Tang Shuirou turned around in shock. Before she could see clearly what was happening behind her, the thugs holding Tang Qingqian flew out.
His arms and legs were broken, and his ribs were cracked. They all smashed against the door and fell to the ground, wailing and screaming.
"Oh no, kill him, kill him! You bunch of losers!"
Yan Zihao was so angry that after yelling, he turned around and ran out the door.
"Want to run?"
Qin Feng used his backhand to shock the thug who came forward, picked up the broken wine bottle on the ground with his toes, and kicked it in the air!
The sharp mouth of the wine bottle cut through the void, and with a soft roar, it flew out quickly.
"Pfft!" The mouth of the bottle penetrated deeply into Yan Zihao's leg and wrist, and the joint bones were instantly shattered.
Blood spurted out, Yan Zihao's legs softened, and he suddenly fell to his knees.
"Qin Feng, how dare you hit my brother-in-law!"
Tang Shuirou's beautiful face turned pale and she screamed bitterly.
