Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 84: Smack in the Face

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Smack in the Face

"Who dares to mess with Manager Du."

A hotel security guard couldn’t stand by and stepped forward to intervene, but Wang Jue’s thugs weren’t just going to stand there and watch—they pushed their way through with their hands.

"I’d like to see who dares."

"This is Outer Heaven."

The security guard, not to be outdone, had other guards join him; the two sides faced off, tense and ready to explode like a powder keg at any moment.

"I don’t care what ’heaven’ this is, if the young master wants this girl, she has to accompany him tonight," snapped one of Wang Jue’s hot-headed henchmen. "And if she doesn’t, well then, you might as well not stay open."

With a shove of his palm, the guard opposite him was sent flying.

"Exactly. Do you know who backs our young master? Even your boss would have to be polite to our young master, nodding and bowing down to him," another thug said as he made his move, knocking a guard to the ground with a punch and then stepping on his chest with arrogant disdain.

"A bunch of weaklings."

The hotel security guards hesitated to take action; after all, they weren’t sure of Wang Jue’s identity. Anyone who dared to cause trouble in Outer Heaven and flaunted a diamond card was clearly beyond their league. Wang Jue’s men had no such scruples; in comparison, the situation was almost entirely one-sided.

Wang Jue curved his lips into a sneer, squinting at Du Qiuyu, "Now, kneel before me."

"Heh heh."

The surrounding thugs displayed lewd grins.

"Who are these people, so arrogant?"

"I know them, that guy in the middle is Wang Jue, his dad is Wang Zhen."

"Shh, not that Wang Zhen?" The nearby people realized who they were dealing with upon hearing this.

"Yep, the one who often appears on the provincial TV station."

"No wonder they’re so arrogant."

The bystanders, upon hearing this, were unsurprised, "This guy really doesn’t fear causing trouble for his dad."

"Come on, would you dare to offend him? We’re not the common folk without anything to lose. Who would dare to expose this and invite trouble upon themselves?"

"The boss of Outer Heaven also has a significant background, right? This is getting interesting."

"Hmph, I actually think the boss of Outer Heaven might not dare to show up."

"Oh? Why?"

"It’s simple. If he shows up and the young master gives him no face, wouldn’t that be a slap in the face? This young master clearly came here to make a scene. If he publicly insults the boss of Outer Heaven in front of a crowd, the boss behind Outer Heaven would lose face, too. But if they really confront the young master head-on, ah, then there would be no room for reconciliation."

"This kind of spoiled brat, the more you confront him, the less he’ll let you go. If you dare to disrespect him, he’ll remember you for a lifetime—one should offend King Yan if they must, but never the little devils, understand?"

"What’s wrong, too embarrassed, afraid of being seen?"

Wang Jue, looking at Du Qiuyu who was biting her lip and about to give in, said, "Don’t be afraid, serving me is your honor. Countless women dream of this chance, and you should feel lucky to have caught my eye."

Wang Jue reached out to pat Du Qiuyu and then, exerting force, pressed down on her shoulder to make her kneel before him.

Like the last straw crushing her resistance, tears coursed down Du Qiuyu’s cheeks. Facing such a bully, she was utterly powerless to resist.

At that moment,

Li Feng parted the crowd, appearing beside Du Qiuyu like the wind, and took her arm.

"And who are you?"

Wang Jue didn’t expect a surprise challenger halfway through, giving Li Feng a cold glance, "Get lost, mind your own business, you meddling mutt!"

No sooner had Wang Jue spoken than Li Feng pulled Du Qiuyu behind him and struck back with the back of his hand.

Slap.

Li Feng’s slap landed squarely on Wang Jue’s face, a clear impression of the Five Finger Mountain visible, as Wang Jue stumbled, nearly falling over.

"Hiss."

"Who is this guy?"

"I don’t know him."

Everyone around was dumbfounded, this person had quite the nerve, that slap was harsh.

"Lord Jue."

One of the brawny henchmen standing to the side charged at Li Feng with a quick step: "You dare hit Lord Jue, are you tired of living?"

As he spoke, he threw a punch at Li Feng like a shooting star.

Li Feng leaned back, perfectly dodging the punch and twisted around to deliver a solid root hack, smashing it directly into the opponent’s chin, sending the man flying off the ground.

Li Feng’s tiptoe spun like a top, and he turned back to land a sweeping blow at the man’s waist with his Sweeping Thousands of Army technique, sending the bulky henchman flying out like a cannonball, who weighed at least over two hundred pounds.

"Ah!"

The onlookers let out a gasp of astonishment while several women screamed and hurriedly backed away, avoiding the tumbling henchman.

Li Feng’s kick had shocked the entire scene.

Wang Jue was suddenly alarmed and looked at Li Feng: "Who the hell are you!"

"Li Feng."

Li Feng looked at Wang Jue and said his name.

"Huacheng’s Hidden Dragon, Li Feng."

Wang Jue’s henchman Bai Lan took a deep breath. Wang Jue’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam, locking eyes with Li Feng: "So you’re that piece of crap, Li Feng."

"Good, very good, is this Outer Heaven Hotel your property?"

Li Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Jue, who was speaking threateningly: "Are you threatening me?"

"Threatening? I prefer to be straightforward. You hit my cousin and my subordinates. If you knelt down and kowtowed a few times, calling me ’Uncle, I was wrong,’ and compensated me a few millions, I might have considered sparing you."

"Now, you’re dead for sure."

Before the words were fully out of Wang Jue’s mouth, he raised his foot to kick Li Feng in the chest. Li Feng didn’t dodge and grabbed Wang Jue’s incoming foot.

"Just you!"

Li Feng sneered disdainfully, took a step forward, and fiercely kicked the knee of Wang Jue’s supporting leg.

Crack.

Wang Jue’s leg was kicked and broken by Li Feng, and he immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating from the forehead in pain, rolling all over the floor.

Li Feng’s kick left Wang Jue’s subordinates stunned, even causing them to swallow hard. That was ruthless, directly breaking Lord Jue’s leg.

"Kill him for me."

Wang Jue was in so much pain that he wished for death and roared loudly at his henchmen around him.

"Young Master Feng."

At that moment, Bai He arrived with the hotel security team.

Li Feng raised his hand without turning around: "You just protect the guests, they’re nothing but a bunch of worthless dogs."

"You’re quite arrogant."

One of the henchmen shook his sleeve and a steel pipe slid out from inside. Du Qiuyu was standing behind Li Feng and saw this.

"Young Master Feng, watch out."

Li Feng was aware of his surroundings, and as soon as the opponent made a move, he knew what was coming. His hand was already in position, grabbing the assailant’s wrist, executing a shoulder throw, then twisting the arm with force.

Crack.

The man’s right arm was dislocated by Li Feng on the spot.

But Li Feng’s technique didn’t frighten Wang Jue’s henchmen. They kept coming at Li Feng one after another. Bai Lan, who was standing in the back row, gasped at the scene.

It was no wonder he was a legendary figure from Huacheng’s underground scene years ago. His martial skills were indeed extraordinary. Although Bai Lan was amazed, he wasn’t scared away. Wang Jue had his leg broken by the opponent, so there had to be an account settled today.

Bai Lan flicked his sleeve, and a knife appeared in his hand. He timed his attack with another person approaching Li Feng, moving to his side and back, now was the moment.

Bai Lan’s toe touched the ground, and he swiftly moved forward. The knife in his hand thrust directly into Li Feng’s side ribs, the blade piercing in instantly, hot blood spraying onto his hand.

"Die, you bastard."