488: C488 Arrogant Zhang Zhihao

C488 Arrogant Zhang Zhihao

1"You bastard, where did you die?!" I'm going to be killed by someone else soon, do you know that? " Lee Hong bellowed.

"Are you going to be killed? "What's going on?" The voice on the other side sank as he hurriedly asked.

"Someone wants to kill this old lady!" Are you going back or not?! " Lee Hong cursed angrily. Apparently, she had lost her patience.

"I'll bring someone back immediately."

"Du du"

After hanging up, Lee Hong looked at Chen Feng and Xia Mengyao ferociously: "Did you hear that? "Bastard, this old lady's husband will be coming soon!"

"So what if you're here? Would he be able to eat us? "

Lin Lan sneered. If it was before, when she saw this situation, her first thought would probably be to run as far away as possible.

However, now that she heard Lee Hong call for help, she actually looked forward to it.

"Eat all of you?" Lee Hong laughed sinisterly, "It would be too cheap to eat you all! I'll chop you bastards into pieces and feed you bastards to wild dogs! "

"Hey wild dogs? I want to see who was the one that was fed to the wild dogs! " Lin Lan snorted coldly. With Chen Feng here, she wouldn't be afraid even if she invited the Emperor of the heavens.

Ten minutes later, the group of people that Lee Hong had invited arrived.

The leader was a black Land Rover, and behind the black Land Rover were three Gold Cup minivans.

"Hiss!"

After an ear-piercing sound of tires rubbing against each other, the black Land Rover and three Gold Cup vans came to a steady halt in front of the district's entrance.

The doors of the car opened, and over twenty men dressed in all sorts of different outfits with incomparable valor rushed out. They held various weapons, such as machetes, axes, tridents …

They were all equipment that had seen blood before.

This scene naturally frightened the crowd quite a bit.

Many people looked at Chen Feng and Xia Mengyao sympathetically.

"It's over, it's all over. The family is going to be finished."

"I just told them to leave but they didn't. Now, Zhang Zhihao has brought so many people with him. They can't leave even if they wanted to."

"Why don't we call the police for them?"

"Call the police? Aren't you afraid that Zhang Zhihao will take revenge? Don't you know the relationship between Lee Hong's brother and Superintendent Song? It's easy enough for her to find out who called the police. "

While they were talking, over twenty sturdy men had already walked over.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a loose shirt and a large golden chain. His stature wasn't any less than Lee Hong's.

When he saw the handprint on Lee Hong's face, the middle-aged man's expression instantly turned cold. "Who did it?!"

"It's these bastards!" Lee Hong pointed at Chen Feng with hatred.

Zhang Zhihao looked at Chen Feng and his expression suddenly became gloomy: "You dare to hit my wife, how dare you!"

"So what if I hit your wife? This slut deserves a beating! " As if she was afraid that the situation wasn't serious enough, Lin Lan added fuel to the fire.

This sentence made Lee Hong extremely angry. She did not expect that Lin Lan would still dare to scold her after Zhang Zhihao had brought so many people with him.

"First tear this bitch's mouth apart!" Lee Hong ordered in a shrill voice.

Just as she finished speaking, two fierce looking men walked out.

Chen Fei took a step forward and looked coldly at Zhang Zhihao: "Aren't you going to understand what happened first?"

"What happened?" Zhang Zihao sneered, "Does it matter what happened?"

A hint of coldness appeared on Zhang Zhihao's face. How could he not know what had happened? He already knew everything the moment he arrived at the scene.

It was just Xia Weiguo being nosy and getting bitten by Lee Hong. Chen Feng's family had come to cause trouble.

If others were to see this, they would definitely apologize. However, in Zhang Zhihao's dictionary, there was no such thing as apology.

He only knew how to use his power to suppress others!

"Doesn't matter?" Chen Feng sneered. Originally, he did not intend to do anything to Zhang Zhihao, but Zhang Zhihao wanted to court death himself, so he could not be blamed!

"It's not up to you to decide if it's important or not. Attack!" Zhang Zhihao glanced at Chen Feng in disdain. Just as he finished his sentence, a few tattooed men rushed towards Chen Feng from behind. These tattooed men's faces were filled with evil smiles. Before they came, Zhang Zhihao had promised them that everyone who came would get two hundred yuan in entrance fees.

The person who did it could get another three hundred dollars in 'labor service fees'.

With Chen Feng's small stature, it was impossible for him to last all the way until everyone took action. At most, three or four people would be enough to beat Chen Feng to the point where he couldn't even stand up. In other words, only three or four people could earn those three hundred 'service fees'.

Therefore, they had to move quickly!

If he was too slow, he wouldn't be able to earn three hundred yuan.

His dream was very full, but reality was very hard to come by.

The three tattooed men that were charging at the front did not even reach Chen Feng, and a black shadow appeared in their line of sight.

In the next second, their pupils couldn't help but constrict. They subconsciously stretched out their hands to block that black footwork.

But how could the speed of their hands be faster than the speed of Chen Feng's feet!

Without even a chance to react, Chen Feng's feet imprinted themselves onto their faces.

The three of them felt their cheeks tighten. Then, as if they had been knocked over by a speeding truck, they flew backwards uncontrollably.

Bang.

After flying seven to eight meters backwards, the three of them heavily crashed into the ground.

Puff.

After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, the three of them rolled their eyes and fainted!

Seeing this, the sneer on Zhang Zihao's face froze, and even his hand holding the cigarette started to tremble.

This brat, how could he be so good at fighting?!

Not only Zhang Zhihao, the other twenty-odd tattooed men were also stunned on the spot, looking at each other in dismay.

To send three grown men flying seven to eight meters with a single kick was clearly not something an ordinary person could do.

Most likely, if they went up, they would end up similar to the three grown men.

"What are you waiting for? Go on!"

Zhang Zhihao became angry. Chen Feng's kick was indeed terrifying, but on his side, there were still more than 20 people with weapons. With more than 20 armed men, how could they be afraid of an unarmed man?

"Attack!"

After Zhang Zhihao gave the order, the rest of the twenty or so men gritted their teeth, tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands, and rushed over.

Chen Feng sneered. He stepped forward and used his fists and feet.

He didn't make any big movements, but the 20 plus burly men that were charging over didn't have a single one of their own.

Almost every burly man that touched him would fly backwards like a toy doll.

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