"Kid, you’ve got guts! But you’re dead meat!"
He Guang’s face was sinister, his finger pointing at Zhu Fei, his voice cold and deliberate.
Despite He Guang’s glasses giving him a scholarly look, he was the most impulsive and easily provoked.
A single "scram" from Zhu Fei ignited the fury in his heart, and a malicious gleam appeared in his eyes.
On the other hand, Zhang Rongtao next to him still wore a slight smile on his face.
He continued to fiddle with the ring in his hand and said indifferently, "Friend, sometimes carelessness in speech can easily bring trouble to oneself."
"Especially when you’re facing someone you shouldn’t provoke, this trouble could affect your whole life. You should leave while I’m still not inclined to do anything to you. It’s best to be wise."
With that, Zhang Rongtao waved at Zhu Fei as if shooing away a fly, looking casual and indifferent.
Zhu Fei laughed in response.
"Do you think you’ll die if you stop being a ’show-off’?"
"What?" Zhang Rongtao was taken aback, his indifferent expression slowly fading.
"Do you think you’ll die if you stop being a ’show-off’? Do I need to repeat myself? It seems you really are a fool."
Zhu Fei continued to laugh, his expression gradually turning as indifferent as Zhang Rongtao’s had been.
However, in the depths of his eyes, there was still a flicker of extreme danger.
"Good! Very good! You’re just as bold as He Guang described!"
Zhang Rongtao’s face finally turned grim, his eyes as sharp and chilling as knife blades.
"I hope you can still be as bold later. Uncle Hong, teach him a lesson!"
As he spoke, Zhang Rongtao suddenly clapped his hands.
In an instant, a man with an extremely cold face in his mid-fifties suddenly appeared behind Zhang Rongtao.
At the same time, three other tall men in black suits, also exuding strong presence, quickly joined Zhang Rongtao and He Guang.
Without any superfluous words, Uncle Hong and the three men in black immediately surrounded Zhu Fei.
"Kid, you’re too arrogant. There are some people in this world that you simply can’t afford to provoke!"
"Heh, really? I’ve been waiting for you guys for a long time. Actually, the words you just said are exactly what I wanted to tell you."
Zhu Fei’s lips curled in a cold smile. Now possessing Divine Sense, how could he have failed to notice the presence of Uncle Hong and the others?
Being not even a Martial Artist, Zhu Fei certainly wouldn’t take him seriously.
"Hmph! I hope you can still be as arrogant later."
Uncle Hong snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashing through his icy eyes.
In his view, Zhu Fei was just a reckless kid. Who did he think he was? Did he really think they wouldn’t dare to touch him in the Lan City Hotel?
Uncle Hong suddenly struck, his five fingers like steel needles, aiming for Zhu Fei’s right shoulder with a particularly vicious grappling technique!
One could imagine, if an ordinary person were to be caught by this grab of Uncle Hong’s, even if their right shoulder wasn’t crippled, it would nearly be ruined.
A sharp flash crossed Zhu Fei’s eyes, and Uncle Hong’s sinister move finally sparked Zhu Fei’s true anger.
Without any visible movement, Zhu Fei merely shifted slightly to the side, and Uncle Hong’s certain grab was easily dodged.
"Eh? You actually managed to dodge?" Uncle Hong looked slightly surprised.
"Hmph! The real show is yet to come."
Zhu Fei’s lips curled into a cruel smile, and he casually reached out a finger, gently poking and thrusting it on Uncle Hong’s shoulder.
The next second, Uncle Hong’s originally calm face changed drastically, and his eyes burst with an intense horror.
All of a sudden, Uncle Hong screamed in agony, clutching his right shoulder and repeatedly stumbling backward.
"You... you... you’ve actually ruined my right shoulder!"
Uncle Hong’s face alternated between pale and flushed, his expression twisted in extreme pain.
Zhang Rongtao and He Guang looked on in shock, seeing Uncle Hong’s right shoulder drooping down limp, as if it had no bones.
"Uncle Hong, what’s this...?"
Zhang Rongtao and He Guang were puzzled and blurted out their questions.
Uncle Hong sucked in a breath of cold air, his gaze toward Zhu Fei filled with deep distrust and a hint of fear.
"Mr. Zhang, let’s leave, I’m no match for this man."
"What? Uncle Hong, you’re saying you’re no match for him?"
Zhang Rongtao and He Guang were taken aback again, and their faces turned extremely ugly at once.
You see, Uncle Hong was the best in terms of skills among those who came on this trip. If even he wasn’t a match for that young man, the others would inevitably meet the same fate.
Thinking of this, Zhang Rongtao took a deep look at Zhu Fei and nodded, "Kid, you’re ruthless this time, we concede. Let’s go!"
With those words, Zhang Rongtao tried to lead He Guang and the others away from the place.
However, before they could take a few steps, Zhu Fei’s figure had already blocked their path.
With a teasing smile, he lightly said, "Think you can just come and go as you please? Do you really think that’s how the world works?"
Zhang Rongtao’s pupils shrank suddenly, he stared at Zhu Fei, gritting his teeth, "What more do you want?"
"Heh, nothing much," Zhu Fei sneered. "How about this, you apologize to my friend and leave Lan City immediately, then I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise, it’s not so easy for you to leave today."
"Kid, don’t be too arrogant. Do you really think we would be scared of you? Do you know who we are?"
Upon hearing Zhu Fei’s demand, He Guang couldn’t hold back anymore and roared arrogantly.
"Slap!" A crisp slap echoed.
Zhu Fei indifferently withdrew his hand, giving He Guang a cold glance, disdainfully saying, "Did I permit you to speak? In this place, you don’t have the right to speak to me."
"What? Kid, you dare hit me? I’ll fight you with my life!"
Zhang Rongtao glared fiercely at He Guang, immediately suppressing his aggression.
Then, with a grim expression, he turned back to Zhu Fei.
"Friend, it’s best to leave room for maneuver in all things so we can meet again another day. By ’pressuring’ us , do you really find it amusing? Remember, in this world, there are more martial artists than just you."
"Oh, so you also know about martial artists." Zhu Fei nodded, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
However, his next words almost made Zhang Rongtao spit blood.
"Interesting, of course, it’s interesting. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be acting this ’tough’, right?"
PS: Fourth update! My neck is a bit sore from typing today, sweat. But another update is coming shortly, subscribe please.