C18 (1/2)

The young man arrogantly blew out a smoke ring and said coldly, ”Director Zhao, you should sell that painting to me. I'll pay 10 million and this price has already exceeded the value of the painting.

Zhao Ziya was angered until her face turned white, her chest moving up and down intensely: Bai Shaofeng, I said before that I do not know what painting you are talking about, and I believe that the Xinjin is a legal society, so will the Bai Family be able to rule over the law?

”The two of you, our CEO has some matters to attend to, please.” Zhou Xiaoyu politely made a ”please” gesture.

”I'm here to apply for security.” Ling Feng replied indifferently.

”What!” A cold glint appeared in Bai Shaofeng's eyes as he said, ”Very good, Xinjin, you are the first person that dares to speak to me like this. Big Brother Dao, cripple him and let Boss Zhao know the outcome of offending our Bai Family.”

The scar-faced man behind Bai Shaofeng took a step forward, and clenched his fist until it resounded as he walked towards Ling Feng: ”This kid will grow some eyes in his next life. Not just anyone can offend him in this world.”

A cold killing intent emanated from Brother Dao, causing the entire office to become like an icehouse.

The scarred man walked in front of Ling Feng, coldly staring at him: ”Being able to make my Big Brother Dao make a move, can be considered your good fortune. As a reward, I will cripple your limbs.”

”Really? I want to see how you crippled my limbs.” Ling Feng squinted his eyes slightly as two rays of light shot out with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

”You're courting death.” Scarface's eyes shot out a cold ray of light, and he fiercely stomped on the ground. Accompanied by the sound of tiles shattering, his body shot forward like lightning straight towards Ling Feng.

In the eyes of Zhao Ziya and Zhou Xiaoyu, all they saw was an illusion.

The two of them looked pale. Although they did not know Ling Feng, both of them were worried for him.

In a moment's time, the scarred face was already in front of Ling Feng, and with a punch, he smashed towards Ling Feng's face.

Ling Feng felt the incoming fist tip, and slightly squinted his eyes.

”Bam!”

Ling Feng raised his right hand and used a fist that seemed to be extremely fierce, yet Ling Feng was able to easily resolve it. At the same time, he used his elbow and punched the scarred man's chest with power.

”Bam!”

With a muffled sound, the scarred man staggered back four or five steps before he managed to regain his balance.

Feeling a surge of energy in his chest, Scarface relied on a surge of Zhen Qi to release the refined blood pressure. At this time, the smile on his face had already disappeared, and it instantly turned into ashes.

”Weren't you very arrogant just now? You actually dare to speak of crippling someone with such little ability? ” A bloodthirsty sneer appeared on Ling Feng's face as he walked towards Scar Face.

The scarred man held onto his chest, feeling the icy cold killing intent radiating from the man. Suddenly, he felt as if his blood had frozen, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably.

”The opponent is actually an expert of the Dark Force.” Scarface was shocked.

Without waiting for the scarred man to react, Ling Feng's body had already turned into an afterimage as he quickly rushed out.

”Bang, bang, bang!”

After a few breaths of time, Ling Feng had actually already sent out several tens of punches. The scar-faced man could barely block them at the start, but in the end, as Ling Feng's speed became faster and faster, he wanted to be like a sandbag and only be able to receive a beating.

With a side kick from Ling Feng, Scarface's body flew out and crashed into the wall as he tumbled onto the ground.

Scarface felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken. Just as he was about to stand up, an intense pain came from his leg, followed by the crisp sound of breaking bones.

”Kacha, kacha!”

The intense pain made him groan as he fell to the ground, fainting.

Looking at the scarred face on the ground, Bai Shaofeng was shocked, the cigarette in his hand dropped to the ground and he did not even know it.

Zhao Ziya and Zhou Xiao Yu were completely dumbfounded, their mouths had turned into an 'O' shape.

He was one of the Four Tyrants of Xinjin. They had heard that he could kill a fat cow with a single punch, but he was beaten up like a sandbag by the young man in front of them. This was too unbelievable.

”He's so weak.” Ling Feng kicked the knife-scarred face and seeing no reaction from the other party, he raised his head and looked at Bai Shaofeng.

”Are you going to get out by yourself or do you want me to throw you out like that?” Ling Feng said indifferently.

”Myself, Myself.” Bai Shaofeng suddenly jumped up from the sofa and scrambled towards the door.

”Wait a moment.” Suddenly, Ling Feng called out to him.