Zhang Wan was frantic, thinking that it was reckless for Xiao Feng to boast at a time like this. Wasn't he just asking for trouble?
Zhou Dong, on the other hand, wore a playful smile. Arrogant, truly arrogant to the extreme.
Facing a tough character like Ah Hu, not being scared enough to wet his pants was one thing, but claiming he'd cripple Ah Hu's left hand?
After hiding overseas for five years, had he lost his mind?
But just at that moment.
Crunch!
A cracking sound rang out.
Ah!
Followed instantly by a pig-like shriek of agony.
It was Ah Hu!
Zhou Dong and Zhang Wan stared in disbelief as Ah Hu clutched his left hand, seemingly in unbearable pain, with his face twisting grotesquely as he continued to emit chilling cries.
What... what just happened?
Was it Xiao Feng?
The two of them simultaneously looked at Xiao Feng - they hadn't seen him make a move the whole time.
Xiao Feng had been sitting on the sofa, eyes slightly closed in a relaxed manner as if he hadn't moved at all.
And there was at least three meters between Xiao Feng and Ah Hu moments ago!
But!
Xiao Feng spoke, saying, "His left hand is wasted; to be precise, I've crushed his hand bones into powder. Even the world's most advanced medical technology couldn't fix it. This is the price of provoking me!"
Xiao Feng lazily gazed at Ah Hu, thinking that whatever unknown rabble comes to face him, they were all worthless trash.
In fact, Ah Hu should be thankful. Xiao Feng now was tired of all the bloodshed and wanted to return to normalcy. Otherwise, Ah Hu would already be a corpse.
Neither Zhou Dong nor Zhang Wan anticipated the utter shock they felt upon hearing Xiao Feng's words.
Was it really Xiao Feng who made the move just now?!
But right under their noses, they hadn't seen a thing.
Whose speed could surpass the human eye?
Attack without a shadow!
He's not human, he's a freak!
"No, impossible! Ah Hu, you useless idiot, get up for me!" Zhou Dong unwillingly screamed like a mad dog.
But Ah Hu was already collapsed on the ground, almost passing out, unable even to respond to Zhou Dong, let alone get back on his feet.
Bang!
Neither Zhang Wan nor Zhou Dong expected it.
Xiao Feng without a word launched a kick onto Zhou Dong's chest.
For Zhou Dong, it was as if he'd been hit by an adult yak; his body felt weightless as he was sent flying four or five meters away.
Zhou Dong landed heavily, feeling that three or four of his ribs might have been broken. For a moment, even his heartbeat seemed to stop.
It took Zhou Dong quite a while to recover, clutching his chest as he angrily shouted at Xiao Feng, "Xiao Feng, have you gone mad? Why are you kicking me for no reason?!"
"No reason?!" Xiao Feng sneered, picked up the cup of tea on the table, and walked towards Zhou Dong step by step, "If not for me, Second Uncle would still be working as a laborer at the port. Where'd you get this company? Without me, you'd be nothing more than a third-rate college graduate. Where did your wealth and comfort come from? Without me, you wouldn't have anything you have now!"
The anger within Xiao Feng overflowed, to the extent that even Zhang Wan was scared into holding her breath, not daring to plead for Zhou Dong.
Zhang Wan didn't understand why, although Xiao Feng appeared clean and neat, she felt as though he were drenched in blood, and she could faintly hear the cries of ghosts and wolf howls.
"And how have you treated me? Serving me with stale tea leaves, making me work at the gatehouse, demanding I interview?!"
"Who do you think you are? Have you forgotten the miserable state when you left Jiangcheng five years ago? If others know you've returned, there's only one fate for you—death, and you'd drag our entire family down with you. Seeing you today, I've already given you enough respect, so don't be ungrateful..."
"Is that so?"
Xiao Feng's gaze was as sharp as a knife; he never held back, even if Zhou Dong was his Second Uncle's son.
Moreover, he despised being pointed at.
Yet here was Zhou Dong, pointing a finger at him.
Crunch!
"Ah!" Zhou Dong let out the same pig-like scream, and he was utterly surprised as Xiao Feng had forcibly broken his finger just for pointing.
Zhang Wan was so frightened she covered her eyes, barely able to stand, stumbling onto the sofa.
This was nothing less than a cold-blooded demon!
Indeed, that's how overseas tough characters described the Yanhuang, Xiao Feng!
"Drink it!" Xiao Feng said, thrusting the cup of tea towards Zhou Dong's mouth.
Zhou Dong trembled uncontrollably, seeing something in Xiao Feng's eyes—the intent to kill.
It seemed if he didn't drink the tea, Xiao Feng really would kill him.
"I'll drink it, I'll drink it!" Zhou Dong reluctantly took the cup, forcing himself to swallow the tea despite the nausea.
The tea leaves were indeed stale!
Xiao Feng's earlier praise was a lie!
It was akin to rotten sewer water, impossible to swallow.
After Zhou Dong finished drinking, his stomach churned, and he couldn't stop vomiting.
"Zhou Dong, remember this: I used to suppress you, and from now on, you won't even qualify to carry my shoes!" Xiao Feng left a cold remark, then turned and left.
When Xiao Feng had walked away for quite a while, the lingering Evil Qi in the air gradually dissipated.
Zhang Wan snapped back to reality, rushed to Zhou Dong, and with a trembling voice said, "Zhou Dong, are... are you okay? I'll call an ambulance right away!"
"Get out!" Zhou Dong screamed furiously, as if Zhang Wan were his enemy, "Damn it! Zhang Wan, don't think I'm blind, what was that tacit connection with Xiao Feng all about just now? Falling for that orphan Xiao Feng? You unfaithful slut! Hahaha! Rest assured, from now on, it's either Xiao Feng dies or I perish!"
Zhang Wan's tears fell like a broken string of beads.
She never imagined Zhou Dong would call her an unfaithful woman.
Four years ago, they had met and fallen in love, and Zhou Dong wasn't like this then—he was a bookworm focused solely on studying.
But everything changed since Zhou Dong returned to Jiangcheng.
Four years of companionship, and it ended with the words "unfaithful woman."
There was now a sense of firmness and determination in Zhang Wan's tear-filled eyes!
"Hahaha!" Suddenly, Zhou Dong laughingly picked up his phone.
"Truly heaven is on my side, on my side indeed! Who would've thought Shen Tianze was dumped by his fiancée because she slept with another man last night? And Shen Tianze has publicized the surveillance footage, tut-tut-tut! Isn't that guy Xiao Feng?! Five years ago, he fled after killing a criminal underground boss. Now back after five years, he immediately offended Shen Tianze, who's ruthless beyond measure. Xiao Feng is doomed, absolutely doomed!"
Zhang Wan shuddered fiercely; Shen Tianze's broken engagement with his fiancée was actually because of Xiao Feng?!
Logically, Zhang Wan and Xiao Feng's fates were but passing encounters, and perhaps after leaving here, they might never meet again, so whether Xiao Feng lived or died shouldn't concern her.
Yet she couldn't help but care, for reasons unknown to her!