The Dragon from Hell

An Jiuxiao was angry and could not stand this grievance.

It was okay to humiliate him, but it was not okay to humiliate his savior!

Several silver needles had already appeared silently between his fingers.

"Brother Feng, I know you are kind, let me do it."

He just whispered to Qin Feng, and saw something flying out in front of his eyes.

"Ah!"

It was Jiang Xiaohan who screamed, and everyone hadn't reacted yet.

In a flash, Qin Feng suddenly made a move and kicked Zhao Tangyu away.

Most of the young masters like Zhao Tangyu are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. They look tall and big, but their physical fitness is not good.

Qin Feng's kick made him fly backwards and hit the sofa he had just sat on, overturning the sofa.

"You, you, you, you dare to attack Mr. Zhao!"

Manager Xie was terrified, and his face was even uglier than Jiang Xiaohan's.

Although it sounded like Qin Feng and Zhao Tangyu had an old grudge, it was because of him that the two sides met today.

Zhao Tangyu was his big client. If something really happened in Angela, he would be blamed!

"Come here, someone dared to commit a crime in Angela, hold him down!"

A group of Angela's bodyguards rushed up and surrounded Qin Feng.

An Jiuxiao was dumbfounded. He was still immersed in the question he asked Qin Feng just now and hadn't reacted.

With the help of Jiang Xiaohan and others, he stood up, and his lower body was almost out of strength.

Qin Feng's kick just now directly hit his lower abdomen, so that he didn't even have the strength to speak now, and the pain made him faint: "Kill him for me!"

He gritted his teeth and blurted out such a sentence.

Jiang Xiaohan shouted for him: "Why are you still standing there? Take these two down. I'll give him 10,000 yuan for each punch!"

Money makes the world go round. The bodyguards surrounding Qin Feng became even more excited.

Looking at the physiques of Qin Feng and An Jiuxiao, they were all calculating how much money they could make tonight.

With 100,000 yuan each, Qin Feng and An Jiuxiao could be beaten to death.

Qin Feng twisted his neck, his bones "cracked", and said expressionlessly: "I have always been a vengeful person. If you want one of my legs, I will definitely want both of your legs."

"If you want half of my life, I can make you live a life worse than death."

"Jiuxiao, wait on the side."

After Qin Feng finished speaking, he stepped forward.

It was no big deal to deal with these minions.

A figure flashed by, and only a burst of ping-pong sounds were heard, and there were constant screams and screams.

Jiang Xiaohan helped Zhao Tangyu hide aside, and the rich second-generations in their group were all stunned.

Jiang Xiaohan's beautiful eyes widened: "How can he be... so powerful!"

More than a dozen bar bodyguards have been in this kind of occasion for many years, and they are experienced in dealing with riots and so on. They are all professional thugs.

But now in Qin Feng's hands, they are like children, kicking one kid at a time.

Let alone punching him, maybe he has not even locked Qin Feng's shadow, and the person has already flown away.

And Qin Feng only needs one punch, and the person who is hit will not even have the strength to get up.

Jiang Xiaohan promised 10,000 yuan per punch, but one group of people came up again and again, and the last 10,000 yuan could not be taken out.

Zhao Tangyu was also stunned by Qin Feng's methods. One person against ten is modesty.

Watching him walking towards her amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves, she was terrified: "You, don't come over here!"

"I tell you, my father is the boss of Jianye Group, and our Zhao family has connections in Nanling!"

"If you dare to attack me today, you're dead!"

Jiang Xiaohan also quickly stood up, blocked Qin Feng, and said sternly: "Qin Feng, don't go too far!"

"For Xiran's sake, I'll give you one last chance. If you apologize now, nothing will happen. Don't insist on doing it. It won't do you any good!"

"Yes, you are good at fighting, but this society is not built for conquering the world with fists and feet."

"The gap between you and us is too big, so don't humiliate yourself. You don't want to be unable to return to Qingcheng, right?"

She was not afraid that Qin Feng would really seek death, but that he would hurt Zhao Tangyu in a moment of impulse.

"Qin Feng, do you know that with our identities, there are 10,000 ways to crush you, without even having to use force."

"In Nanling, you don't have the capital to be arrogant."

"Do you really think you are rich just because you drive a luxury car for a day?"

She hopes Qin Feng can recognize himself.

In this society, being able to fight is not a skill, having money and connections is the kingly way.

Although they were beaten to pieces by Qin Feng, she felt superior in front of Qin Feng because she had money.

She knewThe people and friends Qin Feng made were all beyond his reach.

She could make Qin Feng live a life worse than death at any time.

Qin Feng glanced at her, and without saying a word to her, he pulled her away and walked towards Zhao Tangyu.

"Qin Feng!"

Jiang Xiaohan saw him insisting on doing things his own way, and stamped her feet in anger.

She was not angry that Qin Feng did not listen to her advice, but that he dared to go against her like this.

At this moment, the door of the bar suddenly opened.

A group of four or five people came in, and their temperament was completely different from Zhao Tangyu and others.

As soon as the young man in front appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.

Manager Xie looked up and saw the man in a suit and leather shoes, and immediately trembled with excitement: "Qian, Qian Shao!"

Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Tangyu also heard the voice, and immediately turned their heads. Seeing Qian Mingsen coming in, Zhao Tangyu directly stood up from the ground, rolling and crawling, and didn't even care about the pain in his lower abdomen.

"Qian, Young Master Qian, why are you here?"

Jiang Xiaohan hurriedly supported him and went to the door with the group of men and women in fancy clothes to greet him.

Manager Xie of the bar was so bent that his waist was almost broken: "Young Master Qian, you are so honored to be here. Our Angela is really honored!"

Jiang Xiaohan quickly adjusted her hairstyle and clothes, and even pulled her low-cut dress down again, and called "Young Master Qian" in a delicate voice.

The status of the Qian family in Nanling is self-evident. As the eldest grandson of the first house, Qian Mingsen, even if he cannot become the head of the family in the future, his status and identity are not comparable to those of them.

Otherwise, Zhao Tangyu would not be so humble to Qian Mingsen's assistant.

"I'm in a bad mood today, so I came here to have a drink and relax."

Qian Mingsen answered casually, then glanced at Zhao Tangyu: "Are you... performing a show for me?"

Zhao Tangyu sighed, and Jiang Xiaohan beside him hurriedly explained: "Sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Qian, we met two gangsters who committed crimes in public!"

"Haha, interesting, who is so arrogant and dares to do it in public..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Mingsen saw Qin Feng and An Jiuxiao standing not far away, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. Qin!"