Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 81: Scared Peeless

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Scared Peeless

"Run, where to run?"

The tattooed man from the Han Dynasty got out of the car and saw a beautiful girl pulling a pretty boy, trying to escape. He immediately flanked them from both sides and trapped Li Feng and Tong Qian in the middle.

"Wow, what a pretty chick," said a sleazy-faced man, smacking his lips and scanning Tong Qian with his eyes back and forth.

"Beauty, what’s your surname? Want to exchange contact info?"

"Get lost!"

Tong Qian sharply retorted with a "Get lost," darkening the man’s face: "Little girl, don’t play innocent with me. Daring to cheat in broad daylight, you’re no good either. I take a liking to you, and you still dare to act tough."

"Hey, Brother Ma, this kind of woman, thinking she’s a goddess just because she’s got some looks. For these types, just give them a couple of slaps, I guarantee they’ll be tamer than a cat."

"Shut up."

The leading muscular man stopped the off-topic conversation, his gaze coldly fixed on Li Feng: "You must be Li Feng."

Tong Qian grabbed Li Feng’s arm, staring intently at the man: "I know who sent you. Was it Yang Lin? I’ll call him right now."

"Heh, thinking of calling the police?"

Tong Qian didn’t even get through when a muscular man reached out and slapped her phone away, then stomped and shattered Tong Qian’s phone with his foot.

"I don’t know any Yang Lin. We take the money to solve problems for others. As for you two, who’s cheating, who’s the adulterer, I’m not interested to know."

"I just know one thing, someone paid a hundred thousand for one of your legs, the middle one."

The leading muscular man swept his icy gaze over Li Feng, then motioned with his hand, and two cold-smiling muscular men stepped forward to grab Li Feng’s shoulders.

"You dare, this is illegal, if you touch a single hair on him, I won’t let this go easily."

Tong Qian stood protectively in front of Li Feng.

"Heh, a pretty boy is just a pretty boy, even lets a woman protect him."

"Why else would he be fed for nothing? I just don’t get it, how can such a beautiful girl fall for trash like this? Being handsome doesn’t fill the stomach."

Li Feng looked at Tong Qian: "You don’t have to do this."

Tong Qian stubbornly stood in front of Li Feng: "They must be from Yang Lin. They won’t do anything to me. Seize the chance to run, and I won’t come looking for you after this."

Tong Qian took a deep breath and suddenly pulled out a can of pepper spray from her pocket, spraying it at the advancing muscular man.

"Ah!" Caught off guard, the man was sprayed in the eyes. Tong Qian instantly turned and delivered a powerful infertility kick to the man, who clutched his groin, his face grim as water.

"Let’s go!"

"You’re asking for death."

The muscular man hadn’t lost his ability to fight; Tong Qian clearly didn’t kick hard enough. He swung and slapped her.

Tong Qian, seeing the hand bigger than her face, instinctively closed her eyes and braced herself. The next second, a cracking sound rang next to her ear. Tong Qian fluttered her eyelashes open, and there was Li Feng gripping the man’s arm, the man’s face contorted in pain.

Li Feng delivered a kick to the man’s chest. The muscular man was sent flying off the ground, crashing down over a meter away.

Li Feng turned around, stretched his neck, and pulled Tong Qian behind him. "I’m not in the habit of letting women stand in front."

"Li Feng, don’t be impulsive. They have more people, you can’t beat them."

Tong Qian watched Li Feng not run away and instead prepare to fight, anxious like ants on a hot pot. How could he possibly win against seven or eight burly men, all looking like tough gangsters?

The lead burly man was somewhat surprised, but still did not consider Li Feng a threat.

"Kid, I admire your courage. Looks like you don’t just rely on women, but daring to hit my brother is not something a single kick can resolve."

"Snort, just break his three legs, teach him a lesson," said another burly man, twirling a baseball bat in his hand.

"Can we cut the chatter? If we’re going to fight, then let’s fight."

Li Feng provocatively opened his mouth and disdainfully swept his gaze over them.

"Heh, you want a beating that badly? I’ll oblige," the burly man swung back, about to slap Li Feng like swinging a fan. Li Feng coldly smiled, grabbed the man’s wrist, and shocked him into freezing. Li Feng stepped forward and punched him right in the face.

Crack.

Li Feng’s punch shattered the man’s nasal bone, sending him reeling backward as blood spewed from his nose like a fountain. Li Feng then kicked him in the chest, sending him stumbling backwards to fall sprawled on the ground.

The nearby burly men watched their companion fall, still unable to grasp what happened, their minds racing. Just then, Li Feng twisted around and stood before another burly man, launching a Black Tiger Heart Stealing move. The man’s heart seemed to flutter, his body frozen as if cast by an Immobilization Spell, while Li Feng grabbed his arm and threw him over his shoulder.

Thud.

The leader of the burly men suddenly snapped to reality, astonished at Li Feng’s ferocity: "Everyone, go together."

"Li Feng, be careful."

Tong Qian anxiously watched several burly men gang up on Li Feng, but in a second, he downed three like a tiger descending a hill, then pivoted to tackle the two behind him. In moments, only the leader was left standing.

Li Feng shook his hands, popped his knuckles with a crack, and looked at the remaining opponent, gesturing provocatively, "Come get beaten up or scram from my sight, your choice."

But the burly man, deeply entrenched in gang life, wasn’t going to just walk away. "Didn’t expect you to be so tough, but let’s see if you are tougher than my knife."

The burly man flicked his sleeve, revealing a curve-backed blade with a dark, menacing glint like poisonous fangs, chilling to the core.

With a sinister laugh, he charged at Li Feng, blade swinging.

Tong Qian’s heart caught in her throat, the moment critical, but Li Feng remained unflustered as if the blade was a mere toy, his heartbeat steady. He sidestepped, the blade cleaving air, then grasped the man’s wrist, sending half his body numb.

Li Feng seized the moment, grabbing the curved blade and in a swift motion, kicked the man at the back of his knee.

Thud, the burly man knelt on one knee. Li Feng quickly turned, swinging the blade at the man’s neck.

"Li Feng, no!"

The burly man saw the blade sweep toward him, tensed up and involuntarily urinated.

The blade stopped just before the burly man’s neck.

Li Feng glanced at the puddle on the ground, snorted contemptuously, flipped the blade and slapped the flat side across the man’s face, knocking out several teeth. He tossed the blade to the ground, the man shivering with fear.

"This is all you’ve got and you dare brandish a blade? Better go home and nursed babies instead."