These men in black, fierce and menacing, clearly weren’t any good.
Their machetes, too, were especially sharp.
About forty or fifty strong men had burst into the room.
Fortunately, Du Feihu’s office was fairly large, barely able to accommodate them all!
At a glance, a dense crowd exerted a full sense of oppression.
An ordinary person, upon seeing this scene, would probably be scared to pee on the spot.
The strong men charged into the office and without a word, immediately encircled Chen Feng and Wu Kun.
As soon as Du Feihu gave the order, they would not hesitate to swing their knives at Chen Feng and Wu Kun.
Du Feihu, with a smug look, walked away from his desk to Chen Feng and Wu Kun, looked at Chen Feng, and said arrogantly, "Kid, you shouldn’t have barged into the Qinghua Association’s East City Branch causing trouble. Once you’re in here, you’re really not getting out!"
"Oh? Really? I think not!"
Chen Feng replied lightly, a slight smirk on his lips.
"Hmph, you’re still defiant even at death’s door. I don’t believe that nearly fifty men attacking you simultaneously won’t take you down! Today, I will make you understand what despair means!"
Du Feihu snorted coldly and then stepped back a few paces, then said to the group of men in black, "Go on, show no mercy!"
The black-clad strong men nodded neatly in unison and without another word, swung their machetes, charging at Chen Feng and Wu Kun.
Seeing this, Chen Feng smiled faintly and turned to Wu Kun asking, "Can you take care of yourself?"
"Mr. Chen, go ahead and fight; I’m fine!"
Wu Kun nodded and replied.
Chen Feng looked at Wu Kun, advising him.
Having said this, Chen Feng turned his head to face the group of strong men charging towards him, a wicked smile curling up at the corner of his mouth, and he directly met them head-on.
Watching this, a scornful look flashed in Du Feihu’s eyes, thinking, Hmph, daring to attack while facing so many, he really must be eager to die!
As this thought crossed his mind, a disdainful smile spread across Du Feihu’s face.
However, it didn’t take long for the smile on Du Feihu’s face to completely stiffen.
Chen Feng burst into the crowd like a fierce tiger diving into a flock of sheep, those armed with weapons simply couldn’t resist him.
Each time Chen Feng struck, a strong man would fall.
Soon, over fifty strong men had fallen, a great number lying scattered across the room.
Du Feihu was already agape.
He knew Chen Feng was strong, but this was ridiculously strong.
As the saying goes, one can’t fight four hands with two fists.
These fifty-odd men had over a hundred hands, and yet, none could match Chen Feng.
Just how monstrously powerful was Chen Feng!
At that moment, Du Feihu became a little unsettled.
He immediately turned to his personal aide and said, "Call for backup, immediately! Summon Mr. Wang, the strongest expert in our branch, and every other able fighter. Today, I must eradicate Chen Feng!"
The personal aide nodded and hurriedly ran out of the office to summon reinforcements.
Meanwhile, in the office, the situation was still incredibly one-sided.
With Chen Feng’s current strength, fighting these strong men was truly an overwhelming dominance.
These strong men, who seemed fierce and menacing to ordinary people, were like infants in front of Chen Feng, getting beaten without the slightest ability to retaliate.
Even though Chen Feng was now using less than one percent of his strength.
In just a moment, nearly twenty burly men lay on the ground, unable to get up.
The remaining thirty or so burly men looked at Chen Feng, who resembled the War God, their faces shifting from the original icy coldness to complete fear.
Because this was truly terrifying.
For a time, all the burly men began to hesitate to advance and slowly shifted to retreating in defense.
Instead, it was Chen Feng who launched a fierce attack on their group of more than thirty people.
One by one, the burly men fell, and it was clear that the remaining ones could not hold out much longer.
Seeing this, Du Feihu urgently shouted, "Hold your ground, everyone hold your ground, our reinforcements are almost here!"
Upon hearing this, bitterness filled the hearts of the burly men.
They too wanted to hold their ground.
But Chen Feng was just too monstrous; fighting them was like knocking them down with a single punch.
How could they possibly hold on?
They might not last until the reinforcements arrived; they could all be dead by then.
However, constrained by Du Feihu’s command, the burly men clenched their teeth and continued to resist Chen Feng.
Yet, it was still just like throwing eggs against a rock!
Less than a minute later, only five standing burly men remained!
These five, all armed with knives, retreated next to Du Feihu.
And at this point, they, including Du Feihu, had no way out!
Chen Feng bent down, picked up a machete from the ground, swung it twice in his hand, then looked at Du Feihu and said with a faint smile, "Squad Leader Du, it seems you won’t be seeing your reinforcements. Let’s end this now!"
After saying this, Chen Feng, holding the knife, slowly approached Du Feihu and the others.
Seeing this, Du Feihu was almost scared to death and quickly said to Chen Feng, "Wait a moment, I think we can talk some more!"
"Talk? What’s there to talk about? Since I want to leave and you won’t let me, I might as well just wipe you all out. There’s nothing to discuss!"
Chen Feng gave a faint smile and continued walking towards Du Feihu.
And Chen Feng deliberately walked very slowly.
His steps, one after another, sounded like heavy hammers, striking again and again upon the hearts of Du Feihu and his men, filling them with terror!
Du Feihu and his men looked at Chen Feng, feeling that approaching them was not a man, but the Death God!
"Chen Feng, as long as you don’t kill me, I can give you lots and lots of money, how about that?"
Du Feihu said, his body trembling as he spoke.
Initially, the appearance of more than fifty burly men had bolstered his confidence, and he wasn’t so afraid of Chen Feng anymore.
But as Chen Feng defeated all the burly men, that confidence was completely shattered.
This made him fear Chen Feng to the extreme.
Chen Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, speaking with a faint smile.
Du Feihu cautiously asked.
"You’re really smart!"
Chen Feng said with a smile.
Immediately, Chen Feng raised the machete in his hand, ready to strike at Du Feihu.
This time, he clearly had no intention of sparing Du Feihu’s life!
Such men were better off eliminated!
"Spare the man under the knife!"
However, just as Chen Feng was about to bring down the knife, a loud voice echoed through the office...