The Unknown God of War

Rumble! Rumble!

The rumbling sounds of cars could be heard from outside the room. Immediately after that, a series of chaotic footsteps were heard.

Shen Cong had been driving for many hours, and he looked especially haggard. Behind him were many members of higher management of the resort. Instantly, the cramped room was filled with people.

When Shen Cong saw the scene in front of him, his field of vision went black, and he nearly passed out.

I'm too late after all!

The managers of the resort were dumbfounded when they saw the scene in front of them. Several dozen gangsters were sprawled all over the floor like dogs. Zhao Lan was also on the floor with blood flowing out from her mouth and other orifices.

"Who could have done this? And on Mr. Shen's turf, no less!"

"Look, even Mrs. Shen is beaten. That guy must have a death wish."

"Oh no, Mr. Shen is going to explode. I hope we don't get involved in this…"

Yun Muqing, Yang Gang, and Cheng Meixin seemed troubled as they wondered what might happen to them. On the other hand, Jiang Fengguang came out from his hiding place and laughed brazenly. "Haha, Chu Feng, you're finished! Now that Mr. Shen is here in person, you should fall on your knees now and apologize!" he yelled.

When Zhao Lan saw her husband, she quickly ran over and buried her face in his chest as though she had seen her redeemer. "Darling! Look at what that b*stard did to my face! Please, you'll have to beat him to death for me. I want him to pay a hundred times the price for offending me!" she cried out while tears streamed down her face.

Shen Cong shuddered involuntarily and shoved Zhao Lan away, as though he did not know who she was.

Then, he quickly ran over in front of Chu Feng and fell on his knees.

Wait… What's going on? The people in the room were dumbfounded when they saw what happened. Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Yun Muqing, Yang Gang, and Cheng Meixin did not know what was going on. Zhao Lan reacted like she had just seen a ghost. Jiang Fengguang's smile froze on his face. He slapped himself twice to make sure he was not dreaming…

Isn't Shen Cong the head honcho of the Jiuhua district, with Ma Sanyuan of the Chamber and Mr. Chu of Feng Yun Group backing him? Why would he kneel to a lowly peasant like Chu Feng on his territory?

The only calm person in the room was Chu Feng. He slowly sat down on a stool and glanced at Shen Cong in front of him. "So you know who I am?" he said.

"Yes, I know now," Shen Cong replied with sweat streaming down his face.

"So I beat up your wife and your lackeys on your territory. Will that be a concern to you?" Chu Feng asked calmly.