Chapter 382 (1/2)

Shen Feng first ordered people to send food and let Jiahe Qingzi eat something first.

”You can't wear your clothes anymore. Wear mine first. I'll go out and get you a set later.” Shen Feng smiled at Jiahe Qingzi.

”Yes.” Jiahe Qingzi nodded very cleverly.

”Dangdang...” there was a gentle knock outside the door, and a man's voice came: ”Mr. Shen, President, please.”

”I see. I'll be there in a minute.”

”Yes.” The man answered and left.

”You're not well now. Just rest here and call me if you have something.” Shen Feng continued to tell Jiahe Qingzi.

With that, Shen Feng turned and left. Since Ren Huafei was looking for himself, there must be something

Under the guidance of a man in a black suit, Shen Feng came to the door of a practice room underground.

”The president is inside.” The man in black suit said respectfully.

Shen Feng nodded and stepped forward. When he was about to push the door in, there was a fight inside.

This is the practice room. Ren Huafei must be competing with others or practicing boxing by himself.

So Shen Feng pushed the door and entered. A spacious and bright martial arts training ground came into Shen Feng's eyes. The scale of the martial arts training ground is not large, almost the size of three basketball courts.

The internal furnishings of the martial arts training ground are very simple. Only a variety of weapons and some protective equipment are placed on the weapon shelf next to it.

At this time, Ren Huafei, dressed in black and strong clothes, was struggling with them with his bare hands.

Ren Huafei has a strong fist style. Shen Feng can see at a glance that Ren Huafei's internal Qi cultivation is not weak compared with Zuo Liqun, the leader of zuosha League, and his external skills are also very strong.

One of the two men who fought with Ren Huafei was a strong man with a height of nearly two meters, naked upper body and rough appearance.

The strong man was as strong and muscular as Wang Quan, and he looked no weaker than Wang Quan in Kung Fu.

The other is a middle-aged man in his forties, of medium build and wearing a white martial arts suit.

The middle-aged man looks slow, but his hand is as fast as lightning. He has a sharp palm wind. He is also an expert in the realm of congenital success.

”Overlord fist!” Ren Huafei gave a low cry, and a domineering internal Qi attached to the iron fist and hit the strong man directly.

Although the strong man's Kung Fu was strong, when he watched Ren Huafei's fist attack, he first took a steady horse step, fiercely urged his internal Qi, and his hands were palms, overlapping together to meet Ren Huafei's attack.

”Bang!” The inner Qi on the palm of the fist hit with a dull sound.

Looking at Ren Huafei's internal Qi, he easily scattered the strong man's internal Qi and continued to hit the strong man's palm.

With this punch, the strong man was knocked back seven or eight meters by Ren Huafei before he barely stabilized his body.

Shen Feng was surprised that Ren Huafei's strength was so strong. He obviously restrained part of his strength in this punch, otherwise the strong man should be hurt badly.

Then, the middle-aged man in the white martial arts suit came and attacked Ren Huafei's side.

Ren Huafei looked at the fierce palm wind and said, ”bang!” With a sound of, he slapped Ren Huafei directly.

Ren Huafei's eyes sank, the tiger roared and his arms shook. The internal Qi in his body set off a layer of air wave and spread out, directly shaking the middle-aged man out.