The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 476 - 0476: Extort a Sum from Him

Chapter 476: Chapter 0476: Extort a Sum from Him

Sophia and Soria’s clothes on their backs tore open, and in front of Chu Feng, they had no choice but to use their Bloodline Power.

Two pairs of crimson wings emerged, standing as tall as a person when unfurled.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Blood Clan members are easy to find, but twins are rare. If you two submit to me today, I might consider taking you on as maids!"

"Shameless!"

Sophia cursed, flapped her wings, and rushed toward Chu Feng to strike him.

These wings could block blades and guns, and resist fire and water.

A single wing could snap a tree as thick as a bowl in half.

Taking advantage of the situation, Soria attacked from behind in perfect coordination with her sister, slinging her wing toward Chu Feng from the opposite direction.

The two wings together were like a grinding mill.

Even a skilled fighter would be turned into a bloody mess by them.

Chu Feng, however, stood immovable as a mountain and suddenly swung his fists, smashing hard against the two pairs of wings.

With two loud bangs, Sophia and Soria felt as if they were hit by a wild beast.

The tremendous force ejected them violently, this time crashing into three or four thick trees before rolling to the ground.

The two female Blood Clan members looked as if they had seen the devil, their faces filled with disbelief.

Essence Blood roiled inside them, forcing them to spew out blood.

Holding up his fists, Chu Feng said with a light smile, "I didn’t expect that my Heaven-Dominating Body would reach its initial mastery today, and that I’d first use it on you."

With an angry reprimand, Sophia said, "Don’t be too proud. Our master will definitely kill you later!"

"Oh, really?"

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow and curled up a cold smirk, walking over stepping on fallen leaves, scaring the sisters into retreating backward as they crawled.

That look in his eyes was unmistakably unusual.

He said with a look of helplessness, "This divine technique of mine is great in every way except that it contains too much Yang energy, which needs to be balanced by a maiden. Today, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you to work a bit harder, but I definitely won’t let you be at a loss in the future!"

Sophia and Soria exchanged looks and called out anxiously, "Don’t mess around, our Blood Clan is not something you can afford to provoke."

Soria even cried out like a young girl, "You bastard, if you dare touch me, I’ll die right before your eyes!"

Chu Feng laughed heartily, "Don’t say things that ruin the atmosphere! I’ll try to be as gentle as possible and make sure to leave you with a beautiful memory!"

The Spatial Crystal on his copper ring flashed, and he produced a green vine, waving it in front of the sisters and saying, "See this? I spent a lot of money on this Demon-binding Rope and never got to use it. Today, I’m going to try it on you. You’d better not struggle too much, the more you struggle, the tighter it will bind. You might end up neither able to live nor die!"

Sophia and Soria felt a suicidal impulse, wondering how they could have run into such a shameless scoundrel.

Though the Blood Clan had committed many evils, they had some lines they did not cross.

This guy, however, had no line at all.

Sophia picked up a longsword, ready to end her life with a slash across her neck.

But then the green vine, like a long whip, flew up and smacked her hand, sending the soft sword flying aside.

"Your life is mine from now on, and without my command, you can’t even die!"

Chu Feng curled his lips and with a flick of his right hand, the green vine bound the two sisters together like a snake acting on its own.

"Bastard!"

"Let us go at once!"

Sophia and Soria struggled and shouted, spitting blood; the green vine truly tightened with every struggle, binding the two face-to-face.

Their already slender waists were now even more delicate, the tightness accentuating their rounded hips.

Their shouting was quite loud, but unfortunately, Chu Feng had activated an Earth Elemental Barrier, completely sealing off the area.

On the distant arena, surrounded by silence, the audience watched in astonishment as Jiang Zhen was sent flying by Long Fei.

This was already his third time being sent flying, with his Eagle Claw Technique leaving scratch marks on the stage.

But in front of Long Fei, those attacks were ineffective.

Long Fei stood with one hand behind his back, only using one hand to face his opponent.

Jiang Zhen spat out blood, having used every last technique in his arsenal, yet still being sent flying by a single move from Long Fei.

Long Fei said to him indifferently, "Master Jiang, just admit defeat!"

The audience below was filled with admiration, no one knew where Long Fei had come from to have become such an unexpected surprise.

In the beginning, no one had high hopes for him.

Now, it seemed that in front of Long Fei, Jiang Zhen was nothing more than a three-year-old child.

Jiang Zhen struggled to his feet on the fighting stage, his eyes red and spitting blood, and he grunted, "I have fought all over Xianggang, never once conceding defeat to anyone. Today, we not only determine victory and loss, but also life and death!"

He unleashed a supreme move of the Eagle Claw Technique, revealing his inner strength externally, creating an eagle-shaped phantom in front of him.

Gathering his qi into form, this was the pinnacle of Internal Kung Fu.

Jiang Zhen’s dominance in the Ancient Martial World of Xianggang was not simply due to his external martial Eagle Claw Technique.

This phantom had already taken on spiritual manifestation.

The eagle struck the sky with a long cry.

With a screech, it fiercely clawed at Long Fei.

Long Fei’s brows didn’t furrow, he hadn’t expected Jiang Feng to have such a move up his sleeve.

He faced the enemy with Ancient Martial Arts, without resorting to the power of the Dao.

He struck out with his Eight Trigrams Palm, and hundreds of palm shadows emerged instantly, striking fiercely at the eagle-shaped phantom.

Crashes resounded, waves were stirred up out of nowhere in mid-air, and a series of thunderous booms sounded like muffled thunder.

The eagle-shaped phantom’s claws tore through over a dozen palm prints.

In the end, however, it ran out of force and was dispersed by the remaining palm prints.

The immense residual power rolled towards Jiang Zhen, enveloping him.

With an explosive noise, he was directly sent flying off the stage, rolling on the ground coughing up blood, all his meridians broken.

A group of disciples immediately went to help him up, stuffing their sect’s medicinal pills urgently into his mouth.

With a long-distance palm strike, a Martial Arts Grandmaster was sent tumbling off the stage.

This kind of scene, usually seen only in movies, left everyone on the spot dumbfounded for a moment.

Zhang Jingbiao’s lips trembled, finally understanding why his cousin had run away like a rat just a while ago.

The power of this man was terrifying beyond belief.

Long Fei shook his head, he hadn’t intended to fight him in the first place.

Yet he had been overbearing, pushing aggressively.

Long Fei’s gaze moved to Zhang Jingbiao, staring at him calmly, "I let you off last time, yet you brought people for revenge. I want to see a hundred million deposited into my account by tomorrow; otherwise, you know the consequences!"

An oppressive aura bore down on Zhang Jingbiao as these words were said, causing his legs to tremble, and virtual sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

His lips quivered, trying to find an excuse to retort, to save face for himself.

But his tongue was tied, and he couldn’t utter a single word.

His bodyguard, pointing at Long Fei, cursed coldly, "Bastard, you dare extort a fellow sect member, do you think our Hong Sect rules are just for show?"

Long Fei replied with scornful laughter, "First, I’m not a member of your Hong Sect. Second, you talk too much!"

With a sweep of his palm, he sent the bodyguard flying through the air with a smack.

Huangfu Qi, frightened, immediately had someone pull Zhang Jingbiao away; no one present could suppress Long Fei.

Better to leave before his displeasure resulted in their death.

After they left, the crowd was in an uproar.

Who was Zhang Jingbiao? The grandson of the former Regulating Emperor, the son of the current vice sect leader.

This young man had just brazenly threatened him, demanding money.

Everyone’s mind was a little confused, was the Hong Sect so decayed now?

Zhang Xuan’er’s face was flushed with anger, thinking that Long Fei, that guy, was obsessed with money again, even daring to extort the Zhang Family.

However, she had always disdained her second uncle, Zhang Leguo, and her cousin, Zhang Jingbiao. If Long Fei taught them a lesson, it would also be a vindication for her anger.

Thinking this, her annoyance at Long Fei wasn’t as strong as before.