Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 177 Zhou Hai

Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Zhou Hai

"Heh, Boss Huang really knows how to play his cards, doesn’t he? Once the board meeting ends at nine tomorrow, Zhou Hai will be of no use to you, so you’ll naturally hand him over to me!" Chen Feng’s lips curled slightly, and he chuckled coldly.

"What exactly do you want?" Huang Wenbo stared at Chen Feng, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"It’s simple, release him right now, immediately!" Chen Feng said calmly.

"That’s impossible. The orders I received were to release him at nine tomorrow morning; that’s my bottom line, and nothing can change that!" Huang Wenbo was very firm.

Although he wasn’t complying with Chen Feng, the crested man might be in danger.

But if he simply let Zhou Hai go, he would be facing a disaster.

Originally, he had staked his own head on the guarantee that Zhou Hai would not leave before nine tomorrow morning.

So, no matter what, he couldn’t agree to Chen Feng’s demand.

"You mean to sacrifice your nephew, then, Boss Huang? Very well, since it’s like that, don’t blame me for showing no mercy!"

Chen Feng’s expression turned cold, and the hand clutching the crested man’s neck suddenly began to exert force.

The crested man only felt his neck tighten suddenly; he could barely breathe.

"Cough, cough, cough, please, don’t kill me. Uncle, save me quickly!" The crested man began to struggle desperately, begging for help while doing so.

But the more he struggled, the stronger Chen Feng’s grip became.

Gradually, the crested man’s breathing became more and more labored, and his face turned an alarming shade of red.

"Listen, young man, I’m warning you, if something happens to my nephew, I guarantee you won’t leave this bar alive today!"

Huang Wenbo’s eyes bulged furiously as he stared deathly at Chen Feng and roared.

"We’ll see who dies first then, whether it’s your nephew or me!" Chen Feng’s lips curved into a cold smile as he spoke.

"You maniac!" Huang Wenbo trembled with anger.

Chen Feng ignored Huang Wenbo and continued to increase the pressure in his hand.

The crested man’s face went from red to purple, and he was about to suffocate.

Seeing this, Huang Wenbo quickly spoke up, "Release him first, we can talk!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng slightly eased his grip, allowing the crested man to catch his breath, then looked at Huang Wenbo and said:

"Boss Huang, my patience is limited. I hope you won’t delay further. Tell me, where is Zhou Hai?"

Huang Wenbo clenched his teeth, obviously conflicted.

If he didn’t tell Chen Feng the location of Zhou Hai, the crested man’s life would be in danger, but if he did tell him, his own life would be at risk.

This left Huang Wenbo quite helpless, unsure of what to choose.

But just as Huang Wenbo was extremely conflicted, a sudden idea struck him, and a plan formed in his mind.

Huang Wenbo’s eyes darted around, then he looked at Chen Feng and said, "You release my nephew first, then I’ll tell you where Zhou Hai is being held!"

"You don’t have the leverage to negotiate with me!" Chen Feng responded calmly.

"You... Zhou Hai is in a warehouse less than 300 meters from here!" Huang Wenbo glared at Chen Feng and then took a deep breath, relenting.

"I hope you’re not playing any tricks. Lead the way!" Chen Feng said with a faint smile.

"Hmph!" Huang Wenbo huffed, biting his teeth and reluctantly turned to walk out of the bar.

Seeing this, Chen Feng also followed, accompanied by Wang Hao.

As for the sturdy men in black, they still surrounded Chen Feng and Wang Hao.

However, they dared not lay a hand on Chen Feng and Wang Hao.

After all, Huang Wenbo’s nephew was still in Chen Feng’s hands, which made them somewhat apprehensive.

The group left the Nightingale Bar, led by Huang Wenbo, and quickly arrived at a nearby warehouse.

This warehouse was originally a storeroom for the Nightingale Bar, typically used to store beverages.

Upon reaching the warehouse door, Huang Wenbo took out a key, opened the door, then turned back to Chen Feng and said, "Zhou Hai is inside!"

Chen Feng didn’t speak and looked directly into the warehouse.

Although the warehouse lights were off, the moon was exceptionally large and bright tonight.

With the moonlight shining through the doorway, Chen Feng got a rough look inside the warehouse.

The warehouse was small, with all four corners piled high with boxes of beverages.

In the middle of the warehouse, there was an open space.

On that open space sat a chair, and tied to the chair was the figure of a child.

The child looked to be only about ten years old.

By the moonlight, Chen Feng could clearly see the child’s face; it was indeed Zhou Zheng’s son, Zhou Hai.

Chen Feng had seen the photo before and confirmed it was undoubtedly Zhou Hai.

Upon seeing this, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Huang Wenbo, and smiled, "Mr. Huang really keeps his word!"

"Hmph, can you let my nephew go now?" Huang Wenbo snorted and asked.

"Of course!" Chen Feng grinned, nodded, and then threw the rooster-combed man in his hands out like trash, heavily crashing him onto the ground not far away.

The already half-dead rooster-combed man, after being thrown like that, rolled his eyes and fainted.

"You!" Huang Wenbo glared fiercely at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with anger.

"Oops, sorry about that, I intended to hand him over to you, but I didn’t realize I used too much strength. My apologies!" said Chen Feng with an apologetic smile, then turned and walked into the warehouse.

Wang Hao also laughed and hurriedly followed.

Huang Wenbo stared at their departing figures, a cold light flashing in his eyes, then quickly ran to the rooster-combed man, placing his fingers under the man’s nose to check.

Seeing that the rooster-combed man had only fainted and was still breathing.

Huang Wenbo also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just let them leave like this?"

The more than ten sturdy men in black gathered around Huang Wenbo and asked.

"Leave? In your dreams!" Huang Wenbo said with a cold laugh, looking toward the warehouse with a deadly intent filling his gaze...

After Chen Feng and Wang Hao entered the warehouse, they headed straight for Zhou Hai.

Zhou Hai also sensed the newcomers, fear filling his eyes.

But as his mouth was sealed with tape, he could only make "mmm mmm mmm" sounds.

"Zhou Hai, don’t be afraid, we’re here to save you!" Chen Feng walked up to Zhou Hai, looked down at him, and spoke softly.

"Boss, this Zhou Hai still looks like a child, why would those people kidnap him?" Wang Hao examined Zhou Hai, who was tied to the chair, and asked with a puzzled face.

"Ah, it’s all about interests!" sighed Chen Feng.