Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 74 - 74 074 It Won't Change

74: Chapter 074: It Won’t Change 74: Chapter 074: It Won’t Change Since Qian Zhita had attempted to hurt Lin Mengyao and even shot Chen Feng with a gun,

Wu Kun showed no mercy when he laid into Qian Zhita.

Each punch, each kick, landed heavily on Qian Zhita, causing him to scream in agony.

In no time, Qian Zhita’s face was swollen and bruised, looking like a pig’s head, his body almost falling apart.

His pitiful state was a stark contrast to his previous arrogant demeanor, as if he were two different people.

It’s likely that even Qian Zhita’s own mother wouldn’t be able to recognize him now.

“You Wu, do you believe I’ll have your whole family killed if you beat me like this?”

Qian Zhita glared at Wu Kun with eyes as swollen as a panda’s, seething with rage.

However, the response he got was another hard punch, knocking out two of his front teeth.

Just as Qian Zhita was about to fly into a rage again, Wu Kun slapped him across the face.

After several more slaps from Wu Kun, Qian Zhita’s teeth were almost all gone, leaving him barely human.

Qian Zhita finally couldn’t take it anymore.

Throwing aside any care for his identity as a rich second generation, he knelt down before Wu Kun with a “plop,” crying and begging for mercy, “Big Brother, stop hitting me, I really can’t take it anymore.

I know I was wrong, isn’t that enough?

Please, let me go.

I’ll do anything you want, as long as you don’t hit me again!”

Hearing this, Wu Kun turned his head to look at Lin Wanqing without giving Qian Zhita any attention, and asked, “Miss, should we continue?”

“That should be enough,” Lin Wanqing shook her head.

Seeing this, Wu Kun finally stopped.

Qian Zhita, feeling like he’d received a huge reprieve, looked gratefully at Lin Wanqing and said, “Thank you, thank you, Director Lin!”

With that, he attempted to flee the warehouse.

“Wait!”

However, just as Qian Zhita was about to step out of the warehouse door, Chen Feng called out to stop him.

“Is…

is there something else?” Qian Zhita immediately halted, turned around and asked Chen Feng cautiously.

“You shot me with a gun.

What about that?

Shouldn’t we settle the medical expenses?” Chen Feng said, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

Qian Zhita twitched at the mention, thinking to himself: I’ve been beaten to a pulp already, and my injuries aren’t lighter than yours.

And now you’re asking me for medical expenses, is there any reason left at all?

But these were thoughts he dared only to harbor in his mind, for speaking them out loud would surely invite another beating.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Qian Zhita forced a smile on his face and asked Chen Feng, “So, how much do you want?”

“Not much, one of your ears, plus ten million,” Chen Feng replied indifferently.

“What!” Qian Zhita’s eyes widened in shock, his complexion turning bleak.

Ten million and not much?

What then would be considered a lot?

And cutting off one of my ears, isn’t that too cruel?

Chen Feng’s gunshot wound would heal with some time, but if I lose an ear, that’s gone for good.

“What, you don’t want to pay?

Then leave your life behind!” Lin Wanqing’s eyes flashed with a hint of cold light as she spoke sharply.

With that, she prepared to signal Wu Kun to take action on Qian Zhita.

Seeing this, Qian Zhita hastily nodded, saying, “I’ll pay, isn’t that okay?”

Grinding his teeth, Qian Zhita pulled out his checkbook, wrote a check for ten million, and handed it to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took the check and put it away, then looked at Qian Zhita with a smile, “As for the ear, are you planning to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

“I…

I’ll do it myself!”

Determined to save his life, Qian Zhita gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger he carried, and slashed at his left ear.

With a howl of agony, Qian Zhita cut off his own left ear, blood flowing freely.

Clutching his wound, he crouched on the ground to catch his breath for quite some time before he managed to get up, teeth clenched, his face ghostly pale, and with trembling voice, he asked, “Can I leave now?”

“Of course, take it easy on your way out, Qian.

Remember to come hang out with me again when you’re free!” Chen Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

At these words, Qian Zhita almost choked with fury.

Hang out?

I’ll hang out with your damn ghost!

Just this one time, and it cost me more than a hundred million, and even an ear,

and you still want me to come hang out with you?

Do you really think I’m a moron?

Taking a deep breath, Qian Zhita suppressed the rage about to erupt within him, then turned around, still covering his wound, his face a picture of ugliness, and walked towards the exit of the warehouse.

At this moment, his heart was indescribably stifled; it truly felt like adding insult to injury!

Seeing Qian Zhita about to leave, Cai Dongshan quickly lowered his head and followed, both of them departing from the warehouse together.

Once the two of them had completely vanished, Wu Kun hurried over to Chen Feng and helped him up from where he had been leaning over Lin Mengyao.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, his face turning even paler.

“Chen Feng, you look terrible.

How are you feeling?” Lin Mengyao stood up and asked with a concerned look after seeing Chen Feng.

“Not too bad, just a bit too much blood loss…” Chen Feng said with a pale face, then immediately went limp and collapsed to the floor.

Lin Mengyao was terrified by his fainting.

Fortunately, Wu Kun was quick and managed to catch Chen Feng in time.

“Quick, take him to the hospital!” Lin Wanqing urgently said.

Immediately, the three of them supported Chen Feng and hurriedly walked out of the warehouse…

In the People’s Hospital, room 302,

Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes on the stark white hospital bed and attempted to get out of bed, only to feel excruciating pain in his right shoulder.

It made him resign himself to resting against the headboard.

At that moment, the door to the room was pushed open, and Lin Mengyao walked in.

Seeing the stunning beauty of Lin, Chen Feng instantly felt his spirits lift, and his wound seemed to hurt less.

This prompted him to silently exclaim in his heart,

Beautiful women indeed are the best gifts from the heavens to man.

And the fact that he could live every day with the two beauties, Lin Wanqing and Lin Mengyao, was truly fortunate.

With this thought, a smile involuntarily curved on Chen Feng’s lips.

Lin Mengyao, seeing that Chen Feng had woken up, also let out a sigh of relief.

She hurried to Chen Feng’s bedside, looked at him, and asked with concern, “How do you feel now?”

“Much better!” Chen Feng said with a light smile.

“I was really scared just now!”

Lin Mengyao lightly patted her chest and said, still somewhat shaken.

Suddenly, Lin Mengyao’s face turned icy, her beautiful eyes glaring at Chen Feng as she asked coldly, “Chen Feng, what are you looking at?”

“The scenery!” Chen Feng replied without a second thought and didn’t even take his eyes off her as he spoke.

“Pervert!” Lin Mengyao’s face turned beet red, and she quickly crossed her arms, creating distance between herself and Chen Feng.

“Don’t be so stingy!” Chen Feng grinned mischievously.

“You!!

I’m not talking to you anymore!” Lin Mengyao glared at Chen Feng fiercely, then blushing, she ran out of the room.

Chen Feng watched Lin Mengyao’s retreating figure and shook his head with a helpless smile, just about to explain that he was only joking.

But just then, his cell phone suddenly began to ring…