Hongmao screamed in agony like a pig brought to the slaughter.

Chu Feng had broken the fingers on his right hand. The pain was unimaginable.

Before Hongmao could react, Chu Feng slapped him twice and kicked him. Several teeth flew out of his mouth…

"Trash," Chu Feng said coldly.

The onlookers gasped when they saw what Chu Feng did. That guy is a fighting machine!

"You b*stard! How dare you hit me!"

Hongmao regained his footing after stumbling a few steps backward. He clutched his swollen cheeks and began to curse.

He was looking for trouble with Chu Feng on Fang Ming's orders. He thought Chu Feng looked like a weak loser, and dealing with him would be a piece of cake. He did not expect to be beaten up so badly.

"This isn't over for you yet, you b*stard. Don't you know who I am? No one in Jiangbei has ever laid a finger on Hongmao and lived to tell the tale!" Hongmao yelled furiously while stamping his feet.


"Hey," someone called out from behind him.

Hongmao turned his head around and glared at Luo Gang's face. "What the f*ck do you want?"

Bang!

Luo Gang did not say a word. He smashed the wine bottle on Hongmao's head, which caused blood and glass shards to splatter all over.

"Well, I just laid a finger on you," Luo Gang said while grinning.

The guests and the hooligans were dumbfounded. They could not believe what they saw.

That was a real slap in the face if they ever saw one!

"Go and get them! Kill those two b*stards!" Hongmao roared angrily while clutching his head.

He was a high-ranked gangster. If word got out that he was slapped and beaten up, his reputation would be ruined.

Upon his command, the eight hooligans next to him brandished steel pipes, machetes, and other weapons and pounced at Chu Feng and Luo Gang.

The banquet hall fell into chaos as the guests frantically escaped. Chu Feng, on the other hand, remained composed. He shielded Yun Muqing behind him and poured her a glass of wine. Meanwhile, Luo Gang handled the rest.

Not far away, a sinister grin appeared on Fang Ming's face as he watched the scene unfold.

"They're fighting already? That's fast. You're dead for sure, Chu Feng. That's for offending me!" Fang Ming said. He tossed his cigarette on the floor and crushed it several times.

Hongmao and his lackeys were violent characters. Fang Ming expected them to cripple Chu Feng within three minutes.

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