Chapter 81: Chapter 81: It’s the Father’s Fault When a Child is Not Taught_1
Playing on the street like that is other people’s freedom, Qin Feng wouldn’t interfere.
But Angelina was struggling, appearing quite unwilling.
Then, this matter, it wasn’t something lawful!
The meddlesome Qin Feng, of course, had to step in and do something about it.
So, he strode forward, heading towards the human wall.
A burly man in black stood out, blocking Qin Feng’s way, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Passing through."
"No passing through here, get lost immediately!"
"You say no passing through and just like that, no passing through? Do you own this road?"
"Motherfucker! You dumbass, you just don’t know what’s good for you, huh? I told you to scram, and you won’t. Do you really need me to beat the shit out of you?"
Whoosh!
The burly man tore off his black suit with a fierce rip, revealing a body full of bulging muscles.
Clear definitions, utterly imposing!
The man wasn’t just physically imposing; he was also very tall, at a full one meter ninety-eight.
He walked up to Qin Feng, looking down on him from above, trying to intimidate him with a strong sense of oppression.
However, Qin Feng wasn’t the slightest bit afraid.
With hands in his pockets, he smilingly reminded, "You’re blocking my way."
This statement stunned the burly man.
He looked at Qin Feng in disbelief and asked, "What did you say? You actually said I’m blocking your way? Not only am I blocking your way, I’m going to cut you down!"
The burly man’s Iron Fist, with the whooshing sound of wind, smashed towards Qin Feng’s face like a heavy hammer.
Qin Feng met the punch head-on.
When fists collided, it was like an egg hitting a rock.
Bang!
The burly man’s fist caved in like a punching bag.
The bones in his palm were snapped with a cracking sound.
Due to the powerful impact, his arm snapped in two with a crisp crack.
"Ah... Ahhhh..."
The burly man held his broken arm, screaming in agony.
Interrupted in his fun, Lu Chuyang pushed Angelina to the ground with a shove.
Even though her dress got somewhat torn and her stockings were ripped, Angelina wasn’t violated.
The underlings dispersed to both sides, and Lu Chuyang walked out with a gloomy face.
He glared at Qin Feng, angrily questioning, "You dare to hit my men?"
"Did I hit someone? No! He blocked my way and threw a punch at me. Then, I just raised my fist to meet it. Who knew his fist was so fragile, fragile like twisted dough, it just fell apart when touched."
"You’re looking for death! All of you motherfuckers, get him for me—beat this idiot to death!" With a big wave of his hand, Lu Chuyang’s group of underlings rushed towards Qin Feng.
These guys were all trained fighters, but the strongest among them was merely a Martial Artist.
Qin Feng swung his arms left and right, slapping away one with each swat, punching down pairs with each blow.
Effortlessly, in less than a minute, he had the dozen or so underlings all sprawling on the ground.
They writhed and screamed pitifully on the asphalt.
Seeing this, Lu Chuyang hastily opened the trunk of his Range Rover, grabbed a handgun, and pointed the muzzle at Qin Feng.
"Kneel down immediately! Otherwise, I’ll shoot you dead right now!"
Lu Chuyang could just shoot. In his father’s territory, killing someone was like killing a dog.
But Qin Feng had spoiled his fun and injured so many of his men, infuriating him! Shooting him dead would be too easy for Qin Feng. He wanted to humiliate Qin Feng, to make his life worse than death!
"Shoot me dead with one shot?" Qin Feng chuckled, tauntingly saying, "Go ahead and shoot!"
To make it easier for Lu Chuyang to aim, Qin Feng walked towards him step by step.
Lu Chuyang was stunned!
This guy didn’t kneel; instead, he was walking towards him.
He even held his fist as if he wanted to hit him!
When Qin Feng was less than two meters away from Lu Chuyang.
Bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Click...
Lu Chuyang pulled the trigger, firing six shots in rapid succession.
The first five shots fired bullets; the sixth was a blank.
The magazine only held five bullets, and they were all spent now.
At such close range, the five shots were aimed straight at the chest.
Even if Qin Feng was incredibly lucky, if he wasn’t killed, he should at least be lying in a pool of blood.
But no, Qin Feng was perfectly fine.
At that moment, he stood in front of Lu Chuyang, smiling cheerfully.
His left hand held a bunch of bullets, precisely five.
Qin Feng took one bullet in his right hand, rolled it between his thumb and index finger while saying playfully,
"What was it you just called me to do? Kneel down, right? Why don’t you take a knee first and show me how it’s done?"
"Have you eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard? How dare you tell me to kneel? Do you even know who my dad is?"
Whoosh!
With a flick of his hand, Qin Feng sent the bullet flying like a streak of white light, straight into Lu Chuyang’s right knee.
"Aah!"
Lu Chuyang let out a miserable scream as the agonizing pain of the bullet piercing his knee made him fall to his knees on the ground.
"You’re fucking dead! Just try not to run, wait till I call my dad over here!"
"To not teach a child is the father’s failing; indeed, it would be appropriate to summon your father."
Qin Feng stood with his hands in his pockets, quietly watching Lu Chuyang make the call to his dad.
"Dad, some asshole is beating me up on your turf, broke my legs, even. He also said if you dare to come, he’ll break your legs too. And make you kneel before him, calling him daddy!"
...
Meanwhile.
Angelina had already gotten to her feet some time ago.
She had a chance to escape.
Because Qin Feng had knocked down not only those Crew Cuts but also made Lu Chuyang kneel to the ground.
Nobody was there to stop her from running away.
But she didn’t run.
She ran over in her high heels, clacking determinedly.
While dragging Qin Feng towards her Porsche 911, she urged anxiously,
"We have to leave quickly, Lu Zhengxiong will be here soon. Seeing his son like this, he’ll definitely kill you."
Qin Feng pointed at Lu Chuyang and asked, "You know this guy?"
"He’s the son of Lu Zhengxiong, the Loyal Sect Guardian of the North, and the underworld of North City is all under his dad’s control."
"Does he know you?"
"Yes."
"You’re helping me escape, not afraid his dad will come after you to settle the score later?"
"We’ll worry about that later. If we just get through tonight, at worst, I’ll never come back to Zhonghai."
Angelina’s words enraged Lu Chuyang, who was in pain, and he started hurling insults.
"You fucking whore, it doesn’t matter where you run, even to the ends of the earth, I will drag you back! Loyal Sect’s headquarters are in Zhonghai, and its influence is mainly there, but we have long since formed the Martial Alliance with the major sects of Dragon Country. Even if you manage to escape Zhonghai tonight, you won’t escape my grasp!"
"Run? ’Run’ doesn’t exist in my dictionary. You’ve already called out your dad; I’m definitely waiting for him!"
Qin Feng’s decision made Angelina panic, and she quickly reminded him,
"Handsome, I know you’re skilled, but no matter how good you are, you can’t beat Lu Zhengxiong! He’s a third-grade Grandmaster! Let’s get out of here before he arrives."
At that moment, a troop of two to three thousand people approached, a dark mass moving toward them.
