Without saying a word, several men started to attack Chen Fan.
"Doctor Chen, be careful! Run and call the police!" Cui Jie shouted nervously when she saw this scene.
Zhang Feng endured the pain, looked at Cui Jie and said disdainfully: "Worried about the pretty boy you raised? I tell you, if his hands and feet are not disabled today, he will not even think about leaving!"
Cui Jie, who originally had a glimmer of hope, saw that Chen Fan was surrounded and had no way to escape, and her face suddenly filled with self-blame.
Because she knew that if it weren't for her, Chen Fan probably wouldn't be in the danger he is now.
"Hit me, I'll cripple this kid's hands and feet." Zhang Feng saw the self-blame on Cui Jie's face, and felt so happy that he pointed at Chen Fan and yelled angrily.
Several men then waved their fists and hit Chen Fan in the face.
Facing such a thin young man, these men had no intention of using their full strength and did not take Chen Fan seriously at all.
"Bang!"
However, in the next second, the figure of a young man flew out directly.
Then another young man flew out.
In just a few seconds, the burly men who had been surrounding Chen Fan all fell to the ground like Zhang Feng before, groaning in pain and completely losing their fighting power.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Feng was stunned on the spot, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"Big brother is so awesome, big brother is so great!" At this time, the little Ling'er in Cui Jie's arms also shouted happily.
Cui Jie recovered from the shock and looked at Chen Fan in astonishment. She did not expect that Chen Fan was so powerful. Even the five burly men were no match for Chen Fan!
Brother Qiang, a middle-aged man sitting on the chair, frowned slightly and looked at Chen Fan with a cold face: "Boy, I didn't expect you to be quite good at fighting."
Chen Fan glanced at Brother Qiang and said, "This beast owes you money. What does it have to do with mother and daughter? Leave now, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Brother Qiang sneered and said, "Boy, are you threatening me? Do you know who my boss is? You can take care of it if it's not a trivial matter."
"That's right, you don't even know what you are, just a pretty boy. Let me tell you, our Qiang brother's backstage is the Marriott Group! You damn person dare to beat Qiang brother, I think you are tired of living!
"Zhang Feng pointed at Chen Fan and said jokingly.
"Marriott Group? Isn't Marriott Group a catering and hotel company?" Chen Fan frowned slightly.
Brother Qiang raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Boy, do you want to do catering? Hahaha, you can really joke. The Marriott Group is the leading company in Jiangcheng City, and the industries involved are beyond your imagination."
Seeing Chen Fan frowning, he also scolded proudly: "Boy, do you know you are afraid now? I advise you to kneel down and admit your mistake to Brother Qiang, and then use all the money you have to honor Brother Qiang. In this way, Qiang
Brother, maybe I can let you go!"
"You want my money? Okay." Chen Fan nodded and took out his wallet from his pocket.
Ever since Chen Fan became rich, he would have thousands of dollars in his wallet every day, which looked bulging.
Zhang Feng's eyes lit up: "Brother Qiang, this guy seems to be quite rich. I will bring this money to you as my filial piety to you! Also, why are you taking this stinky bitch back later?"
You can play whatever you want, but please speak up for me in front of the boss and give me a few more days."
Zhang Feng obviously wanted to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
But Brother Qiang didn't care. He waved his hand and motioned for Zhang Feng to go over and get Chen Fan's wallet.
When Zhang Feng saw Brother Qiang's gesture, his face was full of excitement. He quickly came to Chen Fan and playfully took the wallet from Chen Fan's hand.
Then he took out all the money from his wallet and handed it to Brother Qiang respectfully.
After a quick glance, I saw that there was at least three thousand dollars, and Brother Qiang also had a look of satisfaction on his face.
Zhang Feng dug into Chen Fan's wallet again to see if there was any money left. Even one dollar was particularly precious to him now.
However, at this moment, a black card fell out of Chen Fan's wallet.
Zhang Feng naturally doesn't care what falls out of it. He only cares about whether there is any change inside so that he can go out for a meal later.
But Brother Qiang, who was sitting on the chair, turned pale in an instant after seeing the fallen black card.
He quickly squatted on the ground and picked up the black card.
When he saw clearly the logo and the words written on it, Brother Qiang's face showed a look of horror.
Zhang Feng asked Brother Qiang with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Qiang, this is just a membership card. Are you interested?"
"Membership card?! What the hell are you? Open your eyes and see clearly what this is!" Brother Qiang pointed at the black card in his hand and shouted angrily.
Zhang Feng took a closer look and read out the words on it: "Marriott Group Supreme Black Card."
"Premium Black Card? Brother Qiang, what is Marriott Group's Supreme Black Card?!" Zhang Feng looked confused.
Brother Qiang doesn't want to pay attention to this idiot at all. He doesn't even know about the Marriott Group's Supreme Black Card.
The hand holding the black card was trembling slightly, and he quickly stammered and asked Chen Fan: "This, this sir, is this card yours?"
Chen Fan nodded calmly: "Yes, it's mine. Why, it's not enough to take away my money, and you want to take away this card too?"
Brother Qiang was stunned, his whole body was trembling, he glared at Zhang Feng angrily, snatched the wallet from the other person's hand, and stuffed all the three thousand yuan back, as well as the black card, he also hurriedly stuffed it back
Returning to the wallet: "No, no, no, sir, you misunderstood. I saw that your money was a little dirty, so I helped you clean it up. Now, everything is back to its original owner!"
Brother Qiang tremblingly handed the wallet back to Chen Fan.
Now Brother Qiang is almost scared out of his mind. How could he have imagined that there is a Marriott Group Supreme Black Card in this wallet!
There are only a dozen or so people in the entire South China Province who have this card. Who wouldn’t stomp their feet and make the entire South China Province tremble?!
If he dares to provoke such a being, it is no different than seeking death!
"Really? But why do I feel like my money has become less?" Chen Fan said with a joking smile.
Brother Qiang nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, it is missing. It is indeed missing. I will take it out for you right now."
With that said, Brother Qiang took out several thousand dollars from his pocket.
He even emptied the pockets of his men and handed them all into Chen Fan's hands.
Zhang Feng was confused when he saw this scene. When had he ever seen Brother Qiang be so condescending to others, and even give his own money to others?
"Brother Qiang, who is this kid? Why are you so afraid of him? He is just the pretty boy of that stinky bitch." Zhang Feng couldn't help but ask Brother Qiang.