Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 320 Looking for Trouble

Chapter 320: Chapter 320 Looking for Trouble

"Zhao Chaotian, pack up. I’m taking you somewhere."

Li Feng looked up at the two men entering the room. "Where?"

"You’ll know when we get there. Oh, right, this was ordered by Young Master Yu," a crew-cut man said, squinting at Li Feng and glanced at Jin Beibei lying on the floor, swallowing a gulp of saliva.

Li Feng grunted and pulled on a chain, "Stop playing dead. Get up."

"You can’t take this woman with you. Young Master Yu’s orders were for you to go alone."

Li Feng’s face turned cold, "What do you mean? This chick is mine."

"Heh, what do you mean?"

"Zhao Chaotian, the man you just beat up is a scion of the Pengcheng Group. If you weren’t the nephew of Manager Zhao, you’d have already been sent to Wan Qianli with broken legs to apologize."

"Young Master Yu is letting you go because of Manager Zhao’s face. And you still want to bring this chick?"

"Who do you think you are?"

The crew-cut stared at Li Feng disdainfully, "A country bumpkin from a backwater thinks he’s top of the world—thinks he’s number two after heaven."

"This chick is eyed by Wan Qianli; naturally, she should be sent to Wan Qianli. Stop dreaming and follow us now, or even Zhao can’t save you."

"What if I say no?"

Li Feng coldly swept his gaze over the two men.

"Zhao Chaotian, don’t refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit."

Before crew-cut could finish, Li Feng stepped forward swiftly, grabbing the man’s throat, "Refuse the toast to drink the forfeit?"

"How dare you make me drink?"

"Zhao Chaotian, let him go now."

Li Feng coldly turned to the speaker, "Alright, I’ll let go," he said accommodatingly, loosening his grip.

The crew-cut man quickly gasped for air, casting a dark look at Li Feng, "Zhao Chaotian, you dare disregard Young Master Yu’s orders, you...!"

Before he could finish, Li Feng slapped him hard, sending him crashing against the wall, his head buzzing.

"Stop trying to scare me with someone else’s power. It was that bastard who first hit me with a bottle. Who’s really on whose side here? I still honor loyalty when I’m out here, and now you turn on your own brother at the first sign of trouble."

"Pfft, I don’t care for such people."

"I’m done serving."

"Zhao Chaotian, do you even know what you’re saying? This is Young Master Yu’s turf, you can’t just come and go as you please."

"I want to leave, who can stop me? You lot are useless. Even injured, I could beat you as if playing."

With that, Li Feng quickly knocked the two men out cold and Jin Beibei stared at the sudden turn of events, completely baffled.

Li Feng, holding Jin Beibei by her leash, started walking out, and only then did Jin Beibei ask him, "Are you crazy? I still have a mission. What are you doing?"

Li Feng turned to Jin Beibei, "Are you an idiot? They wanted to hand you over to that idiot to apologize. Your mission is over."

Jin Beibei bit her lip, realizing that if she were handed over to someone surnamed Wan, she indeed couldn’t continue her mission—plans indeed change faster than the situation.

"This won’t do. I’ve worked so hard to infiltrate here, and I can’t just go back."

Jin Beibei clenched her teeth; being handed over to Wan Qianli would mean a direct mission failure.

"Do you trust me?"

"Huh?" Jin Beibei looked at Li Feng, unsure why he was asking this.

Li Feng turned to Jin Beibei, "We don’t have much time, and I can’t explain much. If you trust me, I’ll help you complete your mission. Just go back quietly; you’re not cut out for undercover work."

Jin Beibei stared at Li Feng, "You’re going to finish this for me? You’re not even one of us."

"And what gives you the right to say I’m not suitable?"

Li Feng looked at Jin Beibei with a cold laugh, "Well, this is a wolf’s den, and you’re a beautiful woman. Falling into this place, don’t assume all men will, like me, mutilate themselves rather than touch you."

"Are you ready to be played by many men?"

"You!"

Jin Beibei glared furiously, but in her heart, she couldn’t deny that what Li Feng said wasn’t just to scare her.

"Li Feng, what are you trying to do?"

Li Feng turned his head to look at Bai Lang who had appeared in front, and shrugged his shoulders, "What I want to do, do I need to report to you? What are you anyway?"

Li Feng didn’t offer any courtesy to Bai Lang, whose henchmen frowned at the words. Brother Lang was their boss, and they couldn’t stand Li Feng’s disrespect to him.

"Zhao Chaotian has gone mad, daring to talk to Brother Lang like that."

Li Feng sneered coldly.

"I just said it, what are you going to do, bite me?"

"If you disagree, come over and hit me."

Hearing Li Feng’s contemptuous tone, this couldn’t be endured. Being out in this world required spirit, and being spoken to like that without reacting was untenable.

The youth immediately lunged at Li Feng like an arrow, swinging his fist at Li Feng. Li Feng sneered coldly, didn’t even move, just raised his hand and caught the fist.

"Just you?"

Li Feng counterattacked with a punch to the guy’s face, instantly knocking him to the ground.

Thud.

After falling, the guy spat out a few teeth mixed with blood, cursed, and tried threateningly to retaliate, but Li Feng just stepped on his face in response.

"Pah, what kind of dogs follow what kind of people. Worthless crap."

By cursing indirectly, Li Feng had also implicated Bai Lang, darkening Lang’s expression by a few shades. Lang hadn’t liked Li Feng in the first place, and now this kid dared to disrespect him? Even Bai Lang’s tolerance had limits.

"Go."

Bai Lang’s suggestive cold gaze was not lost on his men; clearly, Brother Lang harbored murderous intent.

As confidants, they surely understood.

The confidant also knew that this kid came from a martial background, skilled in combat. He held his own the day he arrived, fighting so many single-handedly without showing weakness, luckily for them the kid got his comeuppance from a woman who had hit his weak spot.

This is something all men understand.

Seven or eight of Bai Lang’s men swarmed forward.

"Stay back there. Don’t get in the way."

Li Feng rebuked and walked directly towards Bai Lang’s men.

Jin Beibei, biting her lip and watching Li Feng who could stir trouble so readily, resisted the urge to help. What on earth was this bastard trying to do?

"Stop."

"Young Master Yu."

Bai Lang’s men, hearing someone call out for Young Master Yu behind them, stopped instinctively—Brother Lang was the boss, but Young Master Yu was the boss’s boss, and naturally ranked above.

Hesitating, Li Feng didn’t stop. Seizing the moment, he instantly floored several men in front of him.

"Zhao Chaotian, stop right there."