Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 21 The Fourth Young Master of the Right Sea

Chapter 21: Chapter 21 The Fourth Young Master of the Right Sea

"Wow, that’s a bit overbearing."

"I didn’t see it coming. Not only is this short-haired girl fierce, but she’s also got some curves."

Pei Xiao swallowed, "She belongs to me."

Speaking, Pei Xiao began to unbuckle his belt.

Shen Yanran’s face flushed red as she struggled desperately to break free from the strong man behind her. Pei Xiao sneered, "Don’t waste your effort. Do you know what his background is? Former weightlifting champion. With your little over a hundred pounds, he can lift you with one hand."

"Face reality, whoever comes today is useless."

"Ha ha."

Pei Xiao laughed wildly, his hand stretching directly towards Shen Yanran.

"Stop!"

"Don’t rush. After she’s done, it’s your turn. None of you will escape," Pei Xiao said with a sleazy laugh.

Whoosh.

Just then, a wine bottle appeared out of nowhere, flying through the air.

Boom.

The bottle smashed against the strong man’s head, shattering on impact, its contents spraying out and running down the man’s neck.

The sudden twist shocked everyone present, and then they saw a man stepping out of the crowd.

"Who is it, daring to meddle in my business?"

Pei Xiao looked up at the man approaching, sizing him up and realizing he didn’t know him.

"It’s him!"

Wang Jin’er, who was captured, looked towards Li Feng. How come he’s in Jin City?

Li Feng, holding a cocktail, strolled forward, looking disdainfully at Pei Xiao.

"I’ve taken a liking to these two girls, and I’m taking them away."

At this, Pei Xiao was momentarily stunned, then burst out laughing, with the surrounding people looking at Li Feng as if he were a fool.

"Kid, do you know who I am to pop up and act tough?"

Pei Xiao sneered at Li Feng.

"Heh, look at this clueless kid. He doesn’t even recognize Master Pei. Who knows from which corner this idiot sprang."

"Kid, you know Aoxin International City? Hundreds of billions in trade complex, owned by Master Pei’s family. You think you’re some big shot to contend with Master Pei for women? I advise you to scram."

"That’s right. You should look at yourself in the mirror. The Four Young Masters of the East Sea are not someone you can afford to offend."

Without Pei Xiao saying a word, the crowd already exposed his identity and background, worth hundreds of billions.

Pei Xiao looked at Li Feng with contempt.

"You don’t have to leave. Crawl out on your knees, and I’ll spare you this once."

"And what if I say no?"

Li Feng responded.

"No? Heh. Tank, catch him for me. I need to warm up and stretch my muscles," Pei Xiao said to the strong man.

Li Feng looked up at the strong man walking forward. The man wasn’t particularly tall, standing at just about six feet, but his burly frame was like a small mountain, muscles almost bursting through his clothes.

"Heh, this kid wants girls more than his life. Tank was once a weightlifting champion and had to take up underground boxing for a living. I’ve heard that one of his punches once led to severe concussion in his opponent, turning him into a vegetable."

"Yeah, those muscles on Tank aren’t just for show. They didn’t come from protein powder but real muscle. Swinging a stick as thick as a baby’s fist at him, he wouldn’t flinch, but the stick would just snap in half."

The crowd discussed animatedly, many recognizing this henchman of Master Pei. He truly was fierce.

Ten or so men wouldn’t dare to come near him. A single slap from him could take away half a life.

Listening to the crowd, Li Feng smiled coldly, extending his hand and curling his finger towards the man opposite him.

"Courting death."

Tank looked coldly at Li Feng, striding forward. Despite his size, his explosive power and agility were not lacking. He lunged forward, aiming a powerful slap at Li Feng, with the wind howling in its wake.

Li Feng didn’t dodged but reached out and grabbed the man’s wrist.

Tank was taken aback, not expecting Li Feng to be able to block him, let alone grab his wrist. Li Feng chuckled coldly and punched the man’s pressure points. Tank only felt half of his body go numb.

Seizing the opportunity, Li Feng leaped up, driving his knee into Tank’s chest.

Uh.

Tank’s stance was unsteady, and he fell thunderously, the back of his head striking the ground hard.

"Ssss."

The surrounding crowd inhaled sharply. Tank was brought down in one move?

Tank felt humiliated and let out a low roar as he rolled over, his entire body like a raging bear.

"Die!"

Tank tensed his muscles, charging at Li Feng like a tank.

"Be careful!"

Wang Jin’er shouted, tense with worry. Shen Yanran was also on edge; she had just been caught by Tank, and his strength was great. Compared to him, Li Feng’s physique seemed half the size.

Li Feng shifted his feet, performed the Ghost Shadow Step, moving flexibly like a ghost, tripping Tank’s feet from below.

The charging Tank tumbled face first to the ground.

"What?"

Before Tank could get up, Li Feng walked over and stepped directly on Tank’s back, pinning him underfoot.