Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 190: Beaten Into a Pig’s Head

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Beaten Into a Pig’s Head

"Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng replied indifferently.

"Chen Feng? Never heard of you on the streets. Which gang are you with?" Wang Dapeng frowned, puzzled.

"Coastal High School, senior year, class one!" Chen Feng’s lips curled up slightly as he spoke with a smile.

"What the fuck! A student! And you’re from the same school as Wang Hao! You’re not fucking with me, are you?"

Wang Dapeng’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He simply couldn’t believe that a student could move with such speed and possess such fighting skills—it was unbelievably incredible.

"If you don’t believe it, you can ask Wang Hao!" Chen Feng said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dapeng turned his head to look at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao nodded hurriedly, boasting proudly, "That’s right, my boss is a student at our school, and he’s the most badass one too. Even the ’Four Worst’ of our school are no match for him. I’d advise you to think twice!"

"Think twice? Bullshit! After all, he’s just a student, how badass can he be? Motherfucker."

After Wang Dapeng confirmed that Chen Feng was just a student, the fear in his eyes vanished instantly.

At first, seeing Chen Feng’s fighting abilities and hearing Wang Hao call him the boss, he really thought Chen Feng was the leader of some criminal gang.

That would have been trouble he couldn’t afford to mess with.

After all, the last thing these loan sharks wanted was to cross paths with a gang.

But now, Wang Dapeng realized that Chen Feng was nothing more than a student.

What was there to be afraid of?

Two fists can’t match four hands.

He’s just a student; how many could he fight? Five? Ten?

Even if he could take on ten, could he take on a hundred?

Hiring a bunch of guys to beat him down was nothing but pocket change.

Thinking this, Wang Dapeng immediately became arrogant.

He stood up from the sofa, walked up to Chen Feng, looked down his nose at him with disdain, and said, "Motherfucker, kid, do you know who I am? I have a bit of a name on the streets, and there aren’t many who dare to mess with me. You, a shitty student, even dare to get involved in my affairs? You think I won’t just call some guys to break your leg? Get the fuck out of here, motherfucker!"

"Slap!"

Before Wang Dapeng could finish talking, a crisp slap suddenly rang out.

The next moment, a blood-red handprint appeared on Wang Dapeng’s chubby face.

"This slap is for your parents, helping them to discipline your filthy mouth properly!"

Chen Feng drew back his hand, looking at Wang Dapeng and spoke calmly.

"You motherf-..."

Wang Dapeng covered his face, eyes glaring at Chen Feng, about to let loose a string of curses.

"Slap!"

Then, another crisp slap sounded.

Last time, Chen Feng struck Wang Dapeng’s left cheek; this time, it was the right.

Two blood-red handprints on Wang Dapeng’s chubby face were extraordinarily conspicuous.

"This slap is for Uncle Wang, for being disrespectful to an elder. Well deserved!"

Chen Feng said, expressionless.

"You son of a-..."

Wang Dapeng, struck by two consecutive slaps, was furious to the extreme, his eyes nearly spitting fire as he opened his mouth to curse.

However, he had only gotten halfway through his sentence when Chen Feng’s hand swung towards him again.

"Smack!"

This slap rang out sharper than the previous two.

Wang Dapeng’s face was nearly swollen from the hits.

"Never learn your lesson?" Chen Feng’s eyes flashed coldly as he asked in a chilling voice.

"Fuck you, try hitting me again!" Wang Dapeng glared at Chen Feng, bellowing furiously.

"Smack!"

"Fuck, dare you smack me another time?"

Wang Dapeng’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared.

"Smack!"

"Ah! Fuck! I’m gonna kill you!"

Wang Dapeng was practically driven to madness, swinging his fists at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng let out a cold chuckle and lifted his palm, striking across vehemently.

"Smack smack smack..."

What followed was a series of slap sounds echoing through the room.

These slaps continued unabated for five whole minutes.

During these five minutes, Wang Dapeng spun around like a top, getting slapped in place by Chen Feng.

Whereas he himself hadn’t even touched the hem of Chen Feng’s clothes.

As the final slap rang out,

Wang Dapeng was already dazed, stars glittering before his eyes, his head buzzing as if it had been hit by a cannonball.

And his already pudgy face had completely swollen, looking exactly like a pig’s head.

Chen Feng raised his palm, ready to strike again.

Seeing this, Wang Dapeng nearly pissed himself in fear and immediately "thud" knelt down before Chen Feng, begging for mercy, "Bro, stop hitting me, I know I was wrong!"

"Really? What about the three hundred thousand that Uncle Wang owes you?"

Chen Feng’s mouth curved slightly, a smile in his voice.

"I don’t want a single penny! Actually, the fifty thousand he borrowed from me has been repaid long ago, the three hundred thousand was just interest, no need to repay it." Wang Dapeng quickly shook his head and said.

"Get lost!" Chen Feng waved his hand dismissively.

"Thank you, big bro, I’m outta here!"

Wang Dapeng, as if pardoned, tumbled and scrambled toward the exit.

"Wait a minute!"

However, just as Wang Dapeng was about to reach the door, Chen Feng’s icy voice rang out again.

At the sound, Wang Dapeng’s body stiffened abruptly, turning to look at Chen Feng, he tentatively asked, "Bro, anything else?"

"The loan contract Uncle Wang signed with you, bring it here!" Chen Feng’s eyes narrowed, his tone ice-cold.

"Ah... I don’t have it on me!" Wang Dapeng’s face changed, he spoke nervously.

He had originally planned to flee today and then return later with the loan contract, bringing more people with him for revenge.

But unexpectedly, this scheme had been seen through by Chen Feng, causing a wave of panic in his heart.

"Is that so?" A chill flashed in Chen Feng’s eyes, his voice colder than ever, as his palm lifted once again.

Seeing this, Wang Dapeng’s face went deathly pale, and he quickly said, "Bro, don’t rush, I’ll give it to you right now!"

He promptly pulled Wang Yue’s loan contract out of his pocket and handed it to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng glanced at it, seeing it was truly beyond doubt, and finally said nonchalantly, "Alright, now you can scram."

Wang Dapeng glanced sorrowfully at the contract in Chen Feng’s hands. He opened his mouth to protest but then resigned to leaving with a pained expression as he turned away from Wang Hao’s home.

And those hefty men who had been thrown out by Chen Feng earlier, quickly got up from the ground, clutching their bellies as they ran out.

With these people gone, Chen Feng then turned to Wang Yue, passing the contract to him with a smile, "Uncle Wang, here you go!"