Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 181 Tyrant Tiger

Chapter 181: Chapter 181 Tyrant Tiger

"Boss, who is this guy? Could he be the backup Huang Wenbo called for?" Wang Hao frowned, puzzled.

"I’m not sure yet. Wait in the car for me; I’m going to take a look. Remember to lock the doors from the inside!" Chen Feng shook his head and said with a light smile.

"Boss, you’ve got to be careful!" Wang Hao advised.

"Right!" Chen Feng nodded and then pushed open the car door, stepping out.

Once Chen Feng left the car, Wang Hao did as instructed, locking all windows and doors from the inside.

Chen Feng got out of the car and strode towards the tall Black Shadow.

Perhaps noticing Chen Feng walking towards him, the tall Black Shadow also moved, walking to meet Chen Feng.

As the distance between the two men closed, Chen Feng could finally see the true face of the Black Shadow.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a black tank top and jeans.

His features were not particularly handsome, marked by several scars on his face, and with his Bald head, he looked rather rough and rugged.

But his physique was incredibly sturdy, resembling that of a powerful weightlifter, his arms bulging with exaggerated muscles, thick and powerful, and with menacing veins just visible on them.

And with his nearly two-meter stature, he was like a fierce bear, exuding an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

The middle-aged man was holding a mobile phone to his ear, obviously in the middle of a conversation.

"Yeah, I’ve got them cornered!"

"Do you doubt the skills of me, the War God? In all of the Underground Boxing Rings in the east harbor area, I am the unbeaten champion."

"No one is my match; I am the invincible War God, and this piece of trash Chen Feng—I could knock him out with a single punch."

"Alright, just wait for my good news. I’ll call you back in two minutes."

The middle-aged man continued to talk into the phone as he approached Chen Feng.

His voice was loud, carrying without restraint, so everything he said reached Chen Feng’s ears.

On hearing this, Chen Feng simply smiled slightly.

Soon enough, the middle-aged man reached Chen Feng.

He hung up the phone, gazed down at the 1.8-meter-tall Chen Feng with disdain, and asked, "So, you’re that one, oh right, you’re that Chen Feng, aren’t you?"

"That’s me. And you are?" Chen Feng nodded and asked with a slight smile and a tilt at the corner of his mouth.

"You don’t know who I am? It seems you truly are trash. Listen well, I am the beloved War God, the terror of all, the harbinger of flat tires for every car, the undefeated warrior of the world!"

War God said with a slight smirk and a face full of arrogance.

While speaking, he even raised his arm, showing off a muscle-flexing pose, deliberately flaunting his bicep muscles.

"Uh..."

Chen Feng was instantly speechless to the extreme.

To think there were such self-absorbed people in the world; it was quite impressive.

"Kid, I heard you made quite the scene at Huang’s place tonight? But that’s all you’ve got."

"Now, I’m giving you a chance to live. Get down on your knees, apologize to me, and bring Zhou Hai back with me obediently. Perhaps I’ll show some mercy and let you live!"

War God spoke confidently, looking down his nose at Chen Feng.

"Is that so... and what if I refuse?" Chen Feng said coolly.

"Then I will give you a taste of an iron fist. Maybe you don’t know what I do. Listen well, I’ve been to all the Underground Boxing Rings in the east harbor area, and not a single person has ever withstood my second punch. Now you understand how powerful I am, right?" War God said arrogantly.

"Oh, that’s quite impressive!" Chen Feng replied with a nonchalant smile.

"Scared now, huh? Kneel down and apologize immediately!" Tyrant Tiger lifted his fists, sneering as he spoke.

"Sorry, I still choose to refuse!" Chen Feng’s mouth curved upward slightly, one hand behind his back, shaking his head as he spoke.

"Heh, truly courting death. Since that’s the case, then be prepared to be disabled for life!"

Tyrant Tiger’s eyes flashed with a cold light, and without another word, he swung his sandbag-sized fist directly toward Chen Feng.

This punch, fierce and powerful, looked immensely destructive.

It seemed Tyrant Tiger’s strength was indeed formidable; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so confident.

He certainly had the capital for his confidence.

However, faced with this lethal punch, Chen Feng remained utterly indifferent, one hand behind his back, watching the punch come straight at him.

Seeing this, the corner of Tyrant Tiger’s mouth curled up in a contemptuous smile.

He felt Chen Feng must have been scared stiff by his punch, not even knowing to dodge.

This added to his utter disdain for Chen Feng.

This powerful punch headed straight for Chen Feng’s face, which would have certainly blossomed had it hit a normal person.

However, just as the fist was about to smash into Chen Feng’s face, Chen Feng suddenly stepped back.

Tyrant Tiger’s punch thus hit nothing but air.

"Hmph, coward, always ducking. Let’s see if you can take it head-on!"

Tyrant Tiger scoffed disdainfully, then once again swung his fist toward Chen Feng.

The corner of Chen Feng’s mouth twitched slightly upwards, and he stepped back once more, easily dodging Tyrant Tiger’s second punch.

"Damn!"

Tyrant Tiger cursed in frustration and hastily swung again at Chen Feng.

He refused to believe Chen Feng could dodge this third punch.

This third punch carried half his strength, and even the speed was twice as fast as before.

A normal person simply couldn’t avoid it.

After all, as an Underground Boxing King, his strength and speed weren’t something a normal person could fathom.

Moreover, Chen Feng had now retreated to where his car was parked; the Audi was right behind him, leaving no room for him to retreat.

Tyrant Tiger was very confident that this punch would hit Chen Feng!

Yet, just as his fist was about to hit Chen Feng, Chen Feng sharply dodged to the side.

Tyrant Tiger’s fist thus grazed past Chen Feng’s body, heavily smashing into the engine hood of the Audi behind him.

"Clang!"

A loud crash was heard.

The Audi’s engine hood was dented massively by the punch.

Chen Feng frowned upon seeing this.

This Audi was borrowed from Wu Kun, and he had to return it.

But now, with a massive dent from Tyrant Tiger’s punch, how was he supposed to return it?

"That’s a bit much!" Chen Feng glared at Tyrant Tiger, stating coldly.

"Hmph, keep dodging! Soon, you’ll end up just like this car!" Tyrant Tiger snorted coldly, speaking angrily.