Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 522: Chop and Feed to the Dog

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: Chop and Feed to the Dog

Outside the vehicle.

Beneath the dark night, the entire street appeared sinister, devoid of passersby, even without any passing vehicles.

It seemed as though there was only this one minibus on the entire street.

And the headlights of the minibus cast a faint glimmer on this pitch-black street.

After the man in the floral shirt got off, he headed straight for Chen Feng.

Under the illumination of the headlights, the two stood face to face, sizing each other up.

After about two or three seconds, the man with the floral shirt hooked the corner of his mouth and then, looking at Chen Feng, he sneered and said, "So it’s you, the kid who’s looking for me? What’s it about? Speak up!"

"Before answering your question, I’d like to know if you’re the big boss in the begging organization,"

Chen Feng said indifferently.

"Hehe, you guessed it right, I am indeed! Friends on the streets call me Brother Biao out of respect. Which turf are you from, and where did you hear about our organization?"

Brother Biao chuckled coldly, nodded, and then looked at Chen Feng and asked.

"That’s none of your business. Since you are the boss of the begging organization, then let me give you a very good piece of advice!"

Chen Feng said calmly.

"Oh? What advice?"

Brother Biao raised his eyebrows and sneered in response.

"Dissolve the begging organization right now and take all its members to the police station to turn yourselves in!"

Chen Feng said flatly.

At these words, Brother Biao was initially taken aback, then he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, are you fresh out of a mental hospital, kid?"

"Or are you just wildly delusional?"

"You want me to dissolve the begging organization and turn myself in? I think you’re completely mad!"

"Do you know? There were people who said the same thing to me before, and now the grass on their graves is one meter tall. Are you looking to be neighbors with them?"

Brother Biao looked at Chen Feng, laughing contemptuously.

"I’m giving you a serious suggestion because it would save a lot of trouble otherwise, I’ll just have to tie you up with a rope and take you to the police station. But that way, you might suffer a bit!"

Chen Feng spoke again, his tone betraying no ripples, as if discussing something utterly mundane.

"Just you? Kid, Sang Xinbiao’s nickname wasn’t scared out of anyone, and here’s my advice to you: kneel down before me right now, kowtow three times, then go kill yourself. That would also save me a lot of trouble, hahaha!"

Brother Biao sneered disdainfully at Chen Feng, laughing as he spoke, his voice full of mockery.

"So it seems there’s no room for discussion?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and asked faintly.

"Discussion? I’ll discuss your grandma’s leg, you just don’t know the meaning of death. At night you should stay at home, but instead, you come looking for excitement. Since that’s the case, don’t even think about going back!"

Brother Biao glared at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

No matter what, he was not prepared to let Chen Feng go tonight.

Because Chen Feng knew the secret of the begging organization’s headquarters, so he had to eliminate Chen Feng tonight no matter what.

With that, Brother Biao didn’t say another word and shouted loudly, "Everyone, come down!"

Right after his words fell, a series of rapid footsteps were heard.

Then, the ten strong men who had been waiting inside the minibus swarmed out.

Upon disembarking, these men hesitated no longer and rushed toward Chen Feng, surrounding him.

"Brother Biao, should we just kill him now?"

One of the strong men looked back at Brother Biao and asked.

However, upon hearing this, Brother Biao shook his head and sneered, "No rush, it’s not time yet!"

He didn’t let the strong men act immediately because he wanted to ask Chen Feng a few questions before killing him.

For example, how did Chen Feng find out that this minibus was the headquarters of the begging organization.

This matter was something he must clarify, otherwise, it would lead to endless troubles.

Brother Biao stretched his neck and then stepped forward, looking at Chen Feng with a cold smirk and said,

"Kid, I don’t know what’s given you the courage to stop our vehicle alone tonight!"

"I, Sang Xinbiao, really admire your guts. If it weren’t for the fact that you’re on the opposing side, I would have definitely taken a little brother like you in. Unfortunately, tonight I have to kill you!"

"However, I’m someone who doesn’t like to corner people completely. You just need to answer me one question, and I might spare you tonight. How about it?"

"Oh? Really?" Chen Feng chuckled with interest and asked.

"Of course! When I, Sang Xinbiao, give my word, it’s set in stone and absolutely counts!"

Brother Biao nodded, his face serious as he spoke.

"So what do you really want to know?"

Chen Feng asked.

"Who told you that this minibus is our headquarters?"

Brother Biao narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Oh, you want to know that? Well, I’m sorry, but I really can’t answer that for you. You’ll just have to ponder it yourself once you’re in prison!"

Chen Feng’s lips curved into a playful smile as he spoke.

"You’re fucking toying with me?"

Brother Biao’s face darkened instantly, and he said through gritted teeth.

"Aren’t you also toying with me? Even if I really answered your question, would you really let me go? You’re far too naive."

Chen Feng smiled faintly, his tone mocking.

"Fine, fine, fine! You just won’t see the coffin until you cry, so I won’t waste more words with you. I’ll take care of you first, and then for the rest, I’ll investigate myself!"

Brother Biao trembled with rage, his eyes flashing with a chilling light as he said coldly.

Then, he directly ordered the ten strong men, "Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing the command, the ten strong men smirked, nodded, and then looked at Chen Feng with contempt and disdain, not taking him seriously at all.

"Which one of us should go first?"

One of the strong men asked the others with a laugh.

The other nine, upon hearing him, exchanged glances.

Clearly, they did not plan to act together.

In their eyes, Chen Feng was just too weak, lacking both size and muscle, completely unworthy of them joining forces.

So they decided to just send one person casually to take out Chen Feng.

The ten strong men looked at each other and finally one stepped forward and said, "I’ll take the trouble then. After I take him down, you guys can collect his corpse!"