Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 146 Mom, I Want to Go Home!

Chapter 146: Chapter 146 Mom, I Want to Go Home!

Qian Long’s face darkened instantly to the extreme.

Chen Feng had the audacity to kick his son away right in front of him—this was a direct slap to his face.

A glint of cold light flashed in Qian Long’s eyes as he turned his head towards the still-shocked bodyguards and shouted angrily, "What are you standing around for? My son has been hit, and you just stand there watching? Attack him!"

Only then did the bodyguards come to their senses. They exchanged glances, nodded, and then, baring their fists like fierce deities, charged towards Chen Feng.

The crowd that had been causing trouble earlier saw this and quickly dispersed, giving way to a clear path, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

"Mr. Chen, let me help you!" Wu Kun said as he looked at Chen Feng.

"No need, just protect Sister Qing well and don’t let them hurt her," Chen Feng replied with a shake of his head and a faint smile.

"Alright!" Wu Kun nodded and immediately stood in front of Lin Wanqing, protecting her.

He knew Chen Feng’s skills very well and had great confidence in him.

Even though the Qian Family father and son had brought quite a few bodyguards this time, Wu Kun knew they still posed no threat to Chen Feng.

So, his task was to protect Lin Wanqing.

As the black-clothed bodyguards surrounded Chen Feng, raising their fists to strike at him...

Chen Feng stood still, an unchanging faint smile on his face.

Seeing this, Qian Long’s eyes were filled with contempt.

However, just as the bodyguards’ fists were about to land on Chen Feng...

Chen Feng moved.

In a flash, Chen Feng’s figure turned into a black afterimage and disappeared from where he stood.

The bodyguards’ punches naturally missed their mark, not even grazing Chen Feng’s clothes.

Before the bodyguards could react, Chen Feng had already flashed behind one of them and swiftly slapped the bodyguard’s back with his hand.

"Puh!"

The a bodyguard let out a miserable cry, blood spurting from his mouth, and then he collapsed, unable to get up again.

The onlookers were stunned by the scene.

A palm strike causing someone to vomit blood!

Could it be the long-lost Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Chen Feng became a ghostly shadow, weaving through the bodyguards.

At that moment, he was like a nimble fish, the bodyguards were going mad trying to catch him but they couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothing.

Yet, he could strike at any moment, and each time he did, another bodyguard fell to the ground, blood pouring from their mouths.

About twenty seconds passed.

The crowd of imposing, muscular black-clothed bodyguards was reduced to only one still standing in place.

The rest were all on the ground, clutching their abdomens, wailing miserably—the sight was pitiful beyond words.

The onlookers’ eyes nearly popped out of their skulls, all dumbfounded as if they had seen a monster.

They simply couldn’t believe the scene before them was real—it was terrifying beyond measure.

Qian Long was also completely dumbfounded.

Before coming here, he had heard from Qian Zhita that Chen Feng was quite skilled, so he had brought a group of bodyguards.

But now, where was the "quite skilled"?

It was more like extremely skilled! This was downright monstrous!

If Qian Zhita hadn’t been kicked away, Qian Long would have really wanted to slap him for not being clear—how infuriating!

The remaining bodyguard was left unattended by Chen Feng as he walked straight towards Qian Long.

Qian Long watched Chen Feng approach, fear flashing in his eyes as he stammered, "What... what do you want to do?"

"Don’t be afraid, I just want to have a chat with you!" Chen Feng said with a slight smile, continuing his approach towards Qian Long.

"Don’t come any closer!" Qian Long hastily backed away; as he retreated, he turned to look at the only remaining bodyguard and ordered, "What are you standing there for? Come over and protect me!"

The bodyguard, upon hearing this, hadn’t even had a chance to move.

At that moment, Chen Feng turned his head towards him.

That icy stare sent an involuntary shiver down the bodyguard’s spine.

He looked down at his colleagues, clutching their abdomens and wailing, his eyes filled with fear, and cried out, "It’s... it’s too scary, Mommy, I want to go home!"

With that, he turned and fled.

He was so fast that had he competed in the Olympic sprint, he probably could have won a medal.

Clearly, what had transpired had left a deep psychological impact on him.

Chen Feng had managed to scare this grown man to tears with just one look.

This made Chen Feng feel a mix of amusement and disbelief.

Qian Long watched the bodyguard’s escaping figure, his face contorting to an extreme level of ugliness, like he had swallowed excrement.

Chen Feng reached Qian Long unobstructed, his lips curling into a faint smile as he inquired, "You’re Mr. Qian, right? I believe you’re a smart man and wouldn’t be as foolish as your son, would you? I have a question for you, I wonder if you’d be willing to answer it?"

"What on earth do you want to ask?" Qian Long asked, his face twisted unpleasantly.

Although Chen Feng had insulted his son as a fool, he very much wanted to retaliate.

But he also felt worried because he was afraid that Chen Feng might hit him with a palm strike or a punch.

With his body already hollowed out by a life of indulgence, if he were to take such a blow, he’d probably end up lying in a hospital for a year.

"My question is simple," Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, staring into Qian Long’s eyes with a cold voice, "Does the counterfeit goods incident have anything to do with you?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Long’s body shook uncontrollably, and a flicker of panic passed through his eyes.

Despite that, having fought his way up in the business world, he quickly adjusted his emotions and hurriedly shook his head, confidently saying:

"One can eat something wrong, but one shouldn’t say something wrong. How is it my concern that your company sells counterfeit goods to clients? Don’t be falsely accusing a good person here!"

Chen Feng had been watching Qian Long’s eyes all the while and he, of course, noticed the fleeting panic.

Moreover, although Qian Long seemed to speak with conviction, there was a hint of guilt in his voice.

This made Chen Feng vaguely feel that Qian Long might indeed be involved in this affair.

Perhaps it was him who, in collusion with Jiang Yitian, had intentionally harmed Lin’s Jewelry.

After all, during the last encounter at the Gambling Stone Exchange, Qian Zhita had suffered huge losses, causing Hua Tian Jewelry to lose so much money for nothing.

Qian Long certainly could not swallow such an insult.

Yet there was something that Chen Feng couldn’t comprehend: it was normal for Qian Long to grudge against him and the Lin Family and to use underhanded tactics against Lin’s Jewelry.

But what motivation could Jiang Yitian, the deputy general manager and a veteran shareholder of Lin’s Jewelry, possibly have for doing this?

In collusion with outsiders against Lin’s Jewelry, wouldn’t he be harming his own interests?

Chen Feng was at a loss to understand this.

It seemed that in order to thoroughly unravel everything, further investigation was needed.

Thinking this, Chen Feng waved his hand at Qian Long and said, "Alright, you can disappear now!"

"Hmph, Chen Feng, Lin Wanqing, let’s wait and see, this isn’t over!" Qian Long snorted.

"If you don’t want to go, then stay!" Chen Feng clenched his fists.

Seeing this, Qian Long, scared witless, didn’t say another word, helped up Qian Zhita who had been kicked away, and hurriedly fled towards the elevator, not even caring for the bodyguards lying on the ground...