The Dragon from Hell

"Who is it? Are you looking for death?"

The sudden noise scared Xiong Chuan, and he jumped up from his seat.

His assistant was hit so hard that he was dizzy and spit blood on the ground.

Qin Feng came in from the door with his hands in his trouser pockets, and glanced at the two women on the sofa indifferently.

After confirming that the two people's clothes were intact, he looked at Xiong Chuan.

"I will take these two people away, you go to the police station to turn yourself in."

After saying that, he was too lazy to look at Xiong Chuan again, and walked towards the two women on the sofa.

Seeing him so arrogant, Xiong Chuan was stunned.

Looking closely at Qin Feng's outfit, the total amount is definitely not more than 10 million yuan, he is definitely a loser.

But to be on the safe side, he still asked: "Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Qin Feng casually pointed at Lin Wan'er: "Her husband, no, it should be her ex-husband."

Now Xiong Chuan remembered that he had heard that Lin Wan'er was married before, but her husband was very ordinary, just an undergraduate from an ordinary family.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of people of their status, isn't he just a loser?

Knowing Qin Feng's identity, Xiong Chuan became bolder.

The lamb in his hand almost flew away, and he was provoked by someone who kicked the door directly. How could he bear it?

"Haha, I thought I was a hero, but I was just a bug."

Xiong Chuan tidied his clothes, waved his hand, and a group of bodyguards surrounded the door of the box.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Feng, saying arrogantly: "I want these two women. You have disturbed my interest. Cut off one of your legs and get out now. I can still spare your life."

When Qin Feng answered the phone before, he heard Su Yue say that they were receiving guests from Sichuan today.

Xu Ying, Tong Yang, plus this Xiong Shao, are people from Sichuan so arrogant in Qingcheng?

"What if I don't?"

"Haha." Xiong Chuan sneered and sat down on the chair: "You may not know my identity yet. Wangchuan Group in Chuanzhong is my family's business."

He looked Qin Feng up and down, and after confirming that there was absolutely nothing special about him, he said arrogantly: "What did you just say... let me call the police, right?"

"Let me tell you this, based on the difference in status between you and me, even if you are the one who called the police today, you will be the only one who will go to jail in the end."

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

As he said this, he took out a stack of cash from his pocket and used his other hand to move it: "See? This is the only way to say it these days."

——Snap!

Xiong Chuan threw the stack of cash on the ground, raised one leg and said: "I heard that you are a gigolo before. Now you are divorced. Life is not easy, right?"

"Take these 20,000 yuan. It's not too much to buy your leg, right?"

Looking at Xiong Chuan and the 20,000 yuan on the ground in front of him, Qin Feng suddenly remembered the night five years ago.

Zhao Kai's father rushed over and was furious when he saw his son injured.

Then he threw 50,000 yuan condescendingly, saying almost the same thing as Xiong Chuan.

At that time, Qin Feng resolutely chose to call the police, and the final outcome was obvious.

Fortunately, Xiong Chuan is not Zhao Kai, and he is not Qin Feng five years ago.

Xiong Chuan has not yet realized that after he finished speaking, Qin Feng's temperament has changed.

Cold, ruthless, and murderous intent spread instantly, and when he walked towards Xiong Chuan, the temperature in the whole room seemed to drop a lot.

But Xiong Chuan thought he was here to pick up the money, and he didn't notice: "Right, take the money and crawl out of here. This is what people of your status should do. Being a hero and saving a beautiful woman is too far away for you, you can't grasp it...ah!"

Before Xiong Chuan finished speaking, Qin Feng picked up a plate and smashed it on his head.

Looking at him bleeding, Qin Feng still had no expression on his face: "Can't grasp it?"

"You, you dare to hit me!"

Bang!

Another teapot hit him on the head, breaking his head and bleeding.

"Don't dare to hit you?"

"Ahhhh! I, I am the general manager of Wangchuan Group!"

Bang!

"Then what?"

The last punch knocked Xiong Chuan off the chair, and he rolled on the ground for several rounds before stopping.

He yelled at the bodyguards at the door: "You are just standing there watching the show, do you need a plate of sunflower seeds?"

The bodyguards were probably used to seeing Xiong Chuan bullying men and women, so they just stood there with their hands crossed and watched coldly, never thinking that Qin Feng would take action.

At this time, they reacted and immediately rushed forward, surrounding Qin Feng.

But how could this mob be Qin Feng's opponent?

It would take more than two minutes to deal with them.With just one hand, a group of people fell down in less than two minutes.

Qin Feng casually threw the last person on top of another person, sat on the two of them, lit a cigarette, and then looked up at Xiong Chuan.

At this time, Xiong Chuan's face was pale, and he looked at Qin Feng as if he had seen a ghost.

In the past two minutes, he didn't see how Qin Feng made his move, but only saw his highly paid bodyguards falling and screaming.

One person beat ten people, is this something a normal person can do?

Xiong Chuan shrank in the corner and didn't dare to look at Qin Feng. Qin Feng didn't care about him. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said lightly: "I'll give you a chance to turn the tables. Now let me see how people of your status can turn the tables against the wind."

Xiong Chuan couldn't believe his ears a little, and was stunned for a moment: "You mean... let me call someone?"

"Give you twenty minutes."

At this time, Xiong Chuan was ecstatic, and he also secretly mocked Qin Feng for being a fool.

Is he too pretentious? How dare he give him a chance to call for help!

He doesn't really think that he can't deal with him in Qingcheng just because he is from Sichuan?

But he didn't say a word, and quickly took out his cell phone to start calling, fearing that Qin Feng would regret it.

After all, he could see from Qin Feng's body and hands just now that this person is not a good person.

You like to fight, right?

Then I'll call someone to fight with you!

"Hello, Sister Xu, it's me, Xiao Xiong... Yes, yes! It's like this, I have a little trouble here, please come over and help me. Got it, got it, thank you for coming!"

After he hung up the phone timidly, Qin Feng finished a cigarette, raised his eyelids and asked: "Is someone here?"

Perhaps the person on the other end of the phone gave him courage, Xiong Chuan's tone was much harder this time: "Haha, kid, you asked me to call, don't regret it. To tell you the truth, the person I invited this time is a martial arts master. It only takes two fingers to control you. If you want to run now, it's still in time..."

As he spoke, he suddenly began to panic.

Because Qin Feng walked towards him: "You, you, you, what are you going to do?"

"I asked you to call, now let's talk about what happened just now."

Qin Feng threw away the cigarette butt, took the phone from Xiong Chuan, and opened his WeChat payment code.

"According to your rules, 20,000 yuan can be used to sell a leg, right?"

Qin Feng said as he took out his mobile phone to scan the code and enter the password: "I'll give you 200,000 yuan to buy your life tonight."