The Unknown God of War

Chen Fengxing had been discharged from the hospital two days ago. Before they parted ways, Chu Feng wanted to give them some money, but Chen Fengxing could not be persuaded to take it.

Chu Feng knew that his ex-subordinate was very stubborn, so he did not force the matter. He did not expect Chen Fengxing's debtors to go after him so quickly.

After the call ended, Chu Feng went to Chen Fengxing's house as fast as he could.

He followed the directions that Chen Yuanyuan gave him and found himself in front of a house at the farthest end of the city slums. The surroundings were filthy, and the building looked like it hadn't been maintained for the past fifty years.

Chu Feng felt sorry for Chen Fengxing and his daughter.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he could hear someone yelling.

"You'd better fork out the rent today, d*mn cripple! I'm not going to go easy on you!"

A group of hooligans had surrounded Cheng Fengxing and Chen Yuanyuan. The leader sported a crew cut and wore a thick gold chain around his neck. He had seven lackeys, each wielding weapons in their hands.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. I was fired from my job because of my injury, and I don't have any money to spare now. Please give me a few more days," Chen Fengxing said as he stood with the help of his crutches.

Chen Yuanyuan was in tears. She said meekly, "Yes, Mr. Zhang. We'll definitely pay you back when we have money."

Crash! Zhang Hu kicked a flower pot and sent it flying. "F*ck you! Do you think I can trust you? You're out of a job. Where are you going to get the money? You'd better pay up today. I don't run a charity, and I'm not going to let you stay in my house for free!"

Chen Fengxing sighed. "I wish I could pay you back right now, Mr. Zhang, but I don't have the money. Can you give me a few more days…"

"You don't have money? Don't worry, I have an idea," Zhang Hu narrowed his eyes cunningly and studied Chen Yuanyuan's face. "You can use your daughter to repay the debt. She'll fetch a premium at the nightclub. If nobody wants you, I'll ask for your services every night!"

The other hooligans whistled and cheered. "Yeah! If your daughter works at the nightclub, she'll pay the debt in a week. If this goes on, you might even be rich!"

"That's right. If some big boss becomes interested in her, she might earn tens of thousands of dollars a month!"

"Why don't you marry your daughter to me? Next year, you will have a grandchild!"

"Hahaha!"