Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 501: Begging for Mercy

Chapter 501: Chapter 501: Begging for Mercy

Zhou You narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at Li Feng under the beam of light, knowing that simply killing Li Feng meant nothing to him.

He wanted to humiliate Li Feng in front of a crowd, to have him kneeling and begging for mercy beneath his feet.

Only in this way could he restore the face he had lost before.

"Oh, by the way, everyone has probably heard about a guy named Li Feng on the trending searches recently, the chairman of Century Group who licked his way up to the top."

With Zhou You’s reminder, the people present suddenly realized.

"I knew I found the name familiar, so it’s that Century ’sugar daddy’, the shithead who climbed up by bootlicking."

A young dandy appeared enlightened; the name Li Feng had been heard all too often lately.

Initially, it was the shocking adoption ceremony of Century Group’s chairman Chen Qinian that astounded everyone, when he publicly made a will, surprisingly bestowing the conglomerate worth tens of trillions, not to his own son, but to this outsider to usurp the nest.

Afterwards, the internet dug deep into Li Feng’s background and exposed even more startling information.

The guy had no family background, no connections, no education.

Most crucially, this guy had been married once, and to a rich and beautiful woman at that, while Li Feng was just the son-in-law who joined her family.

He was the epitome of a bootlicker, but he was then swept out like trash from the house - and who would’ve thought, this bootlicker managed to make a comeback within a year of his divorce.

Before, the woman’s family was only worth tens of billions, but this time, he had managed to lick his way into a fortune of tens of trillions.

Online, people all called him a Century ’sugar daddy’.

This guy’s dumb luck was simply unbeatable; countless envied, were jealous of, and hated him, including these wealthy second-generation rich kids, who were now somewhat green-eyed with envy.

That was tens of trillions after all.

Why didn’t such a pie fall on their heads?

"This guy is so arrogant, acting all high and mighty in Sea City is bad enough, but he even dares to provoke our Zhou Shao in Yunhai."

"Exactly, this bootlicker really doesn’t know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is; who does he think he is?"

Soon, everyone present began to sneer at Li Feng.

Although they too were parasites who only had their family backgrounds to flaunt, they would absolutely never accept the likes of Li Feng.

They were different.

Hearing the discussions below, Zhou You’s mouth curled up; Li surnamed, even if you became the chairman of Century Group, you are still a poor loser only looked down upon by others.

"Just look at this guy, a poor man who climbed up by licking boots, thinking he’s suddenly among the high class, acting as though he’s above everyone else."

"He thinks that having money means he can join our circle, even looking down on those who don’t have as much as he does."

"You tell me, doesn’t he looks like a monkey dressed in silk, a complete clown?"

As Zhou You’s mocking words filled the air, the crowd naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

"Calling him a clown is a compliment; he’s just a lump of stinking shit, disgusting even to step on."

"Indeed, what does he take himself for, trying to join our circle just because he knows how to lick?"

"Get lost, bootlicker, you’ve got the nerve to show up in Yunhai and pretend?"

Li Feng, amidst the rising tide of ridicule and abuse, was completely indifferent, as if the person being insulted wasn’t him at all.

"Li Feng, you want to kill me, don’t you? Come on then."

Zhou You looked at Li Feng with a scornful smile: "Pave the way for him."

Bang.

A dandy grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it directly in front of Li Feng – the bottle shattered instantly.

Then more people joined the fray, men and women alike, throwing wine bottles in front of Li Feng. In just a short amount of time, a path paved with broken glass pieces appeared before Li Feng.

"Dogshit, you dare to walk?"

The crowd on-site began to jeer, thinking that a piece of dogshit wanted to mingle into their circle. They were not going to let him go without a clue of how tough they could be; he might really think anyone could waltz into their circle.

Li Feng glanced at the glass shard-covered path before him, let out a cold snort, and stepped directly onto the shattered glass as he walked forward.

"Heh, this piece of dogshit’s got some guts, huh? Watch me spice things up for you."

A second-generation rich kid grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it hard at Li Feng’s feet.

Li Feng saw the flying wine bottle coming, tapped his toe forward, and immediately kicked out.

Bang.

Li Feng kicked the wine bottle mid-air, instantly shattering it into pieces that scattered like Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers towards the direction they came from.

"Ah!"

"My face!"

"Blood."

With one kick from Li Feng, chaos ensued. He let out a cold scoff, his foot swept across in a Sweeping Thousands of Army move, scattering more glass shards.

The crowd which had been hissing and looking down on him suddenly became disarrayed, with women shrieking left and right. The dandies who were unlucky enough to get struck by the glass were far from tough as they screamed tragically at the sight of blood.

Nobody expected Li Feng to fight back.

Even less expected him to injure them.

In these people’s dictionary, it was their role to bully others. The bullied had no other fate but to be bullied.

Li Feng continued to walk forward over the glass shards while those playboys who had not been hit retreated, making a wider passage for him. Many looked at Li Feng with eyes full of hatred.

Because, Li Feng’s act of retaliation was a slap to their faces.

It was humiliating for them.

Zhou You watched as Li Feng subdued the group of rich second-generation dandies with a few kicks, his face cold as he let out a snort. He had not expected this bunch to do much to Li Feng.

His goal was for these people to witness, to watch how he would deal with Li Feng – not only to restore his own face but also to make an example out of him, to let everyone know who Zhou You was.

Zhou You raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The thugs that had been lying in wait immediately burst in from outside the door.

Groups of burly thugs appeared from all directions, swarming in. Seeing this, the second-generation extravagants quickly stepped aside again, retreating to a safer distance.

"Damn, Zhou You was prepared for this?"

"Mmhmm, need you even ask? Zhou You booked the venue in advance, naturally setting up the Dragon Formation ready. That Li Feng dared to come alone is simply seeking death."

"Now let’s see how he can be arrogant. There are quite a few tough guys here tonight."

"Yeah, seems like everyone with clout on Yunhai street has pitched in. I saw several bosses."

"Tsk, only Zhou You could command such forces. If it were me, throwing money around wouldn’t have gotten them here."

"Can you even compare to Zhou You? Stop trying to gold-plate your face. Zhou You is the undisputed underground Emperor of Yunhai, his call is heeded without question, no one dares to disobey."

"This Li surname, he’s done for."

"Yeah, Zhou You’s gone to such lengths. The guy’s got no chance of escape today."

Zhou You let out a cold laugh as he looked at Li Feng, who was now surrounded.

"Strip him of his clothes. Make him run naked around here three times."

"Heh."

At that moment, a formidable and burly man stepped forward, carrying a metal baseball bat on his shoulder, giving Li Feng an intimidating and fierce look.

"Kid, are you gonna strip yourself, or does grandpa have to help you?"