Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 117: Once you pass this village, there won’t be such a shop anymore

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Once you pass this village, there won’t be such a shop anymore

"I said you’re quite ill."

After saying so, Li Feng gripped the opponent’s wrist tightly and pinched the man’s nerves, causing Huang Hai to instantly feel half of his body go numb and tingly.

"The pulse is weak and floating, the complexion pale, dark circles under the eyes, and a dim glabella."

Li Feng reached out and pinched Huang Hai’s chin, "Your breath stinks; your liver isn’t in good shape."

Li Feng then let go and suddenly punched Huang Hai in the stomach, causing him to curl up like a shrimp, completely unprepared.

"Kidney deficiency, yang deficiency, severe weakness of the kidneys. And you still chase after girls? Do you even last three seconds?"

"Pfft."

Wei Lan couldn’t help but snort with laughter upon hearing Li Feng’s mockery.

Huang Hai, clutching his stomach, looked up at Li Feng, "You’re seeking death. Kill him for me. I’ll take responsibility for any issues."

A young man nearby, holding a broken wine bottle and driven by alcohol, recklessly stabbed at Li Feng.

"Ah, be careful."

Wei Lan saw this and warned him, but before the words left her lips, she saw Li Feng sideways kick the young man, sending him flying like a kite dislodged from its string for five or six meters.

With one kick, Li Feng sent one flying and turned with a dash towards the others behind Huang Hai, not giving anyone time to blink. All three of Huang Hai’s cheering young friends were down on the ground.

Dealing with a few drunk, kidney-deficient youngsters was just a waste of effort with any extra movement.

Huang Hai was stunned, looking at his fallen buddies, his mind unable to keep up.

Li Feng walked up to him, "I said you are sick, got a problem with that?"

Huang Hai clenched his teeth and looked up at Li Feng, "Do you know who I am, daring to offend me!"

Li Feng, with his left hand, gripped the collar of Huang Hai who could no longer keep it together.

"I’m the owner of Glorious Advertising, dare to touch me and see."

Smack.

Li Feng slapped him across the face, turning Huang Hai’s face red as he turned back furiously, "You dare hit me."

"You asked me to."

"Why else would I say you’re sick, and seriously at that. Ordinary people wouldn’t make such a request."

Li Feng struck again with the back of his hand, Huang Hai had to swallow his words back down, as Li Feng landed another couple of slaps.

"Why did you hit me again?"

"I’m sick, obsessive-compulsive disorder; your face isn’t symmetrical."

Li Feng slapped him several more times, turning Huang Hai into a pig-headed figure, teeth falling out.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd parted as the bouncers came through.

"Stop."

Wei Lan reached out and tugged Li Feng’s arm.

"Bro Nan."

The youngsters Li Feng had knocked down before immediately called out to the newcomer.

"What happened?"

The youth hastily exaggerated the story, "Bro Nan, this bastard was fighting with Young Master Hai over a girl and started hitting people without a word. He totally doesn’t respect you, Bro Nan."

"Bro Nan, look what he did to Young Master Hai."

Nan Hua’s face was dark as he looked at Huang Hai’s pig-like appearance. Huang Hai’s reputation was not too good, but he had a powerful father and owned a company worth a hundred and eighty million or so.

Nan Hua knew all too well the nature of such rich young masters.

But he was even more aware that such people were the financial backers of the bar, with the bar’s earnings relying heavily on these young masters.

"That’s it, the kid who fought is in trouble now."

"Yeah, this kid dares to mess with a young master like Huang Hai. Isn’t it obvious whose side Bro Nan will take?"

"But that chick was really something, with that uniform on, I have no idea which company’s white-collar worker she is, really exciting."

"Yeah, if Huang Hai, that letch, has his eye on her, then she’s definitely not ordinary."

"Feng... Mr. Li Feng."

Under the dim light of the bar, when Nan Hua stepped forward and clearly saw the person holding Huang Hai, the words that were about to come out of his mouth were forcibly swallowed back down.

His originally upright posture immediately bent a few degrees, and his gloomy face even forced out a few smiles.

"Do you recognize me?"

"Yeah, I used to be a bodyguard, and I had the honor to meet Mr. Li Feng once."

"Mr. Li Feng, if these guys have ruined your enjoyment of the drinks, I’ll take care of it right away." Nan Hua turned his head to order his subordinates.

"Throw all of them out."

"Ah, Brother Nan, what are you doing?"

"Yeah, Brother Nan, we’re all part of the same group, how can you do this?"

"Who’s part of your group?"

Nan Hua directly kicked over a young man, these few young men who came out to make a name for themselves just because they had a bit of family wealth, Nan Hua didn’t care about them, just brothers in name who gave each other face.

Moreover, he was helping them—was the person in front of them someone they could afford to provoke?

This was the Crown Prince of Huacheng.

Nan Hua had been a bodyguard for a boss with a hundred billion in wealth, for them, that was already a remarkably powerful and influential person.

Yet before this person, even billionaires showed their respect, with a touch of flattery.

Nan Hua’s impression remained deep and unforgettable.

The person was legendary.

Nan Hua’s reaction had slapped many people in the face, as it made things utterly unclear, you know Nan Hua was a well-known big brother in this area, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been hired to keep the peace.

Those who frequented the bar all knew about Brother Nan’s big reputation, he was a man with connections that reached the heavens.

"Mr. Li Feng, it’s an honor for our bar that you would come here to play, and I know you’re not short of money, but please let me cover tonight’s expenses."

Li Feng looked at Nan Hua, who was deferential in front and ostentatious behind, and waved his hand.

"No need to bother, I’ve already had my drink."

Li Feng turned his head to look at Wei Lan, and Wei Lan hurriedly stepped forward, meekly reaching out to hold Li Feng’s arm.

"Let’s go."

Li Feng immediately took Wei Lan with him and left, striding away. Nan Hua watched as Li Feng disappeared, and only when he was out of sight did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother Nan, what’s the situation? Huang Hai is no easy target."

"Humph, he’s no easy target, but the person just now is even less so, that’s a legendary figure. Huang Hai has really kicked an iron plate this time, don’t meddle around, got it?"

Wei Lan, holding Li Feng’s arm, left the bar and walked down the street, a cool breeze frosting the air.

"Where to now?"

Li Feng hummed in response, turning his head to look at Wei Lan who had stopped, and then he saw a hotel sign brightly lit next to them.

Then he saw Wei Lan’s reddening cheeks as she clung to his arm.

"Just one drink, you shouldn’t be that drunk, right?"

Wei Lan looked up at Li Feng with a teasing tone, "If you don’t want to, forget it, if you miss this village, you won’t find this shop again."

Wei Lan bit her lip. This was her throwing herself into his arms, and to be rejected—it was a bit too much for her to keep her dignity. Perturbed, she let go of Li Feng’s arm and walked on.

Was her charm not enough?

Why wasn’t he chasing after her?

Wei Lan stopped and turned her head to look, only to see Li Feng hailing a cab.

"Are you coming or not? I’ll take you home first."

Wei Lan felt a bit slapped in the face, she wasn’t any worse than Zhang Xue, was she?