253: C253 Practitioner Son

C253 Practitioner Son

2"What do you mean?" Chen Feng said lightly.

"This Maserati is imported from abroad. Its original price was more than 4 million, and it spent another 1 million to modify it. Its total value is close to 6 million!"

"But I've only f * cking bought it for less than half a month, and I've already been crippled by your girlfriend today. What do you think I want to say!?" The yellow haired teenager glared at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng nodded slightly: "You want money, right?"

"Yes, laozi wants money!"

"6 million, not a single cent less." The yellow-haired youth gritted his teeth.

"I don't have any money." Chen Feng spread out his hands and cut straight to the point.

The yellow-haired youth was flustered, "Are you f * cking messing with me?!"

"Yeah, I'm just playing with you." Chen Feng smiled.

"F * ck!"

The yellow-haired youth was furious, he clenched his fist and punched towards Chen Feng's face.

Chen Feng smiled disdainfully and casually extended his hand to pinch the yellow haired teenager's neck.

He exerted a little strength.

The yellow-haired youth's feet left the ground, his entire body frozen in mid-air. His breathing started to quicken, and his face turned pale.

"Heh …" Heh … Release … "Let go..."

The yellow-haired youth's face turned red, and he almost squeezed out the words from his throat.

However, Chen Feng just smiled. Not only did he not let go, he even increased his strength.

An intense dizziness came from the depths of the yellow-haired youth's mind. The yellow-haired youth's face was filled with terror.

Just when he felt that he was about to be squeezed to death by Chen Feng, his neck suddenly loosened and he flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Putong!"

The yellow-haired youth landed heavily on the ground, his body in a mess.

He breathed heavily and looked at Chen Feng in fear.

He would never have thought that the good-for-nothing in front of him, who was scared off the bus by a single word from him, would possess such great strength that he could lift him up with a single hand.

Weng ~

At that moment, the sound of a sportscar came from the corner of the street.

In the next second, deafening sound waves followed.

Five or six sports cars of different colors were lined up in a line, roaring at them in a very eye-catching manner.

When they arrived beside Chen Feng, the sportscar didn't stop immediately. Instead, they surrounded Chen Feng arrogantly and started to circle around Chen Feng.

Demonstration, provocation!

The yellow-haired youth sinisterly smiled. His helper had arrived!

Squeak!

The screeching sound of brakes could be heard as several sports cars came to a stop at the same time.

Five or six youths with different hairstyles and earrings arrogantly alighted from the car.

These youths had different appearances and physiques, but their female companions all shared the same appearance.

Big eyes, sharp chin, high nose.

It was obvious that this was an assembly line work from the same plastic hospital.

At this moment, more than a dozen young men and women stood together, sizing up Chen Feng with different eyes.

"Brother Duan, is it this kid who destroyed your car?"

The leader, a short-haired teenager, looked up arrogantly at Chen Feng.

"He's not the one who wrecked my car." The yellow haired teenager looked coldly at Chen Feng.

"Who is that?" The short-haired youth was stunned.

"It's that bitch!" The yellow haired teenager pointed at Ye Haitang.

Dozens of gazes turned towards Ye Haitang in unison. When they clearly saw Ye Haitang's appearance …

Everyone's gazes immediately changed.

"Brother Duan, this woman isn't bad."

"Not just good, it's outrageous!"

"She's mine, don't fight over her with me!"

"Grab my ass and tie me up. Let's play together tonight!" The yellow-haired youth said in a cold voice.

It could be seen that he held a very high position in the group. With just a single sentence, the dozen youths fell silent.

The yellow haired teenager walked in front of Chen Feng with a gloomy face. Before he tied Ye Haitang up, he had to deal with Chen Feng first.

"Brat, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. Kneel down right now and kowtow three times. If you break that hand you hit me with just now, I'll let you go." He was probing Chen Feng's depth.

"Are you sure you want me to kneel?" Chen Feng smiled faintly.

He originally thought that Chen Feng would be a little scared after calling so many people, but looking at Chen Feng's appearance, not to mention fear, there was even a hint of ridicule in his tone. He looked at them as if they were cats looking at a mouse.

Chen Feng was not simple!

Almost subconsciously, this thought popped out in the yellow-haired youth's mind.

"Bro Duan, why are you wasting your breath on this brat. Just break both of his legs, and he'll kneel down towards you." The short-haired young man puffed out a smoke ring with a carefree look on his face.

"Wang Kun, this kid is a practitioner." The yellow-haired youth said in a deep voice.

In front of Chen Feng, he didn't even have the chance to punch. He was lifted up by Chen Feng like a chicken. If Chen Feng didn't hold back, he would have already become a corpse.

"A practitioner?" Wang Kun had a disdainful look on his face.

"Pfft!" He spat and arrogantly said, "I beat up an expert!"

Wang Kun threw the cigarette in his hand onto the ground heavily, then walked in front of Chen Feng and raised three fingers.

"Kid, three moves!"

"After three moves, if laozi can't cripple you, laozi will kneel down and be your grandson today!"

Chen Feng frowned. "You wish!"

There were too many people who wanted to be his grandson, so what did this short-haired young man count as?

"You are f * cking courting death!" Wang Kun became angry from embarrassment. This was the first time he saw Chen Feng act so crazy.

However, he did not act immediately. Instead, he took off his jacket and went all out.

After all, he had just praised Chen Feng and said that he wanted to finish Chen Feng off in three moves. If he could not do so within three moves, then he would be slapping himself in the face.

After Wang Kun took off his jacket, the tight vest he was wearing perfectly revealed his well-built body, especially the bulging muscles of his forearm.

Compared to Chen Feng, whose body was thin, the contrast was clear.

"I feel like Brother Wang can deal with that idiot in one move, and not even three."

"Humility, humility, do you understand? "Brother Wang is being modest."

"Haha, yes, modest. One must be humble. "

More than ten young men and women burst into laughter as they discussed with relaxed expressions.

If Duan Chao was said to be the highest ranked person in the circle, then Wang Kun was the most powerful person in the circle.

He was sent to the military academy at the age of fifteen, and at the age of eighteen, he had already made his debut in the overall army competition, becoming a weapons specialist.

Right now, Wang Kun could at least fight ten people, and not just a normal ten.

Boom!

Wang Kun suddenly stomped his foot. All the muscles in his body instantly tensed up, as if they were being poured with iron.

He leaped high into the air and swung his leg like a long knife towards Chen Feng's head!

The air was rustling.

This whip kick carried the force of ten thousand catties as it heavily pressed down on Chen Feng!

The dozen young men jumped up and cheered for Wang Kun.

On the other hand, Chen Feng, who was under Wang Kun's feet, was motionless, as if he was scared silly.

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