74: Jiang Feng: I want to beat ten of them!

"Who's there?"

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the voice.

Jiang Feng was seen riding a motorcycle, charging over at breakneck speed, his hair blown back by the wind, his face filled with fury.

When he saw Zheng Yiyun surrounded by several men, a surge of anger immediately welled up in his heart, an anger that erupted like a volcano, instantly igniting.

The crowd was right in front of him, but Jiang Feng didn't swerve or avoid them; instead, he accelerated, and the motorcycle roared like an enraged beast, heading directly for the tall, thin subordinate who was trying to grab Zheng Yiyun.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the subordinate was sent flying, his body arcing through the air before he landed heavily on the ground, letting out a pained scream. The next second, he coughed up blood and was left scrambling for his teeth.

Jiang Feng slammed on the brakes, and the motorcycle skidded in a beautiful arc, its tires screeching against the pavement, before coming to a steady stop.

He quickly dismounted, standing ramrod straight, shielding Zheng Yiyun, and glared coldly at Xiong Ge and the others, his eyes radiating an endless chill.

Damn it, he was only gone for one day, and that bastard Liu Chuanzhi dared to lay a hand on his woman?!

Jiang Feng sneered inwardly, 'If you dare to touch my woman, don't blame me for going after your wife, Bai Jie, and then killing you!'

Not only would he go after her, but he would conquer Bai Jie, even have a deep 'exchange' in front of him...

He wanted to shatter Liu Chuanzhi's pride as a man!

When Zheng Yiyun saw Jiang Feng, who seemed like a god descending from the heavens, the joy that had just bloomed on her face didn't even have a second to linger before it instantly drained away, leaving her as pale as a sheet.

There were more than a dozen thugs here; Jiang Feng definitely couldn't beat them...

Her heart was filled with despair and deep regret: 'It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Jiang Feng wouldn't be in such a desperate situation... What should I do now? He's no match for these dozen-plus thugs!'

Jiang Feng didn't know what Zheng Yiyun was thinking. He only felt a surge of anger shoot up from his heart to his head. How dare they covet Aunt Yiyun? Today, he would make them pay a bloody price.

He vigorously stretched his limbs, his joints cracking, preparing for a big fight.

Xiong Ge clutched his eye, slowly recovering from the agonizing pain.

He saw this scene, firststunned for a moment, then reacted, a mocking smile appearing on his face, full of disdain, and he curled his lips:

"Oh, so you're that pretty boy named Jiang Feng? I thought you were playing hide-and-seek, hiding in some corner, too scared to show up. What, here to die?"

"Even if you came, it's useless. I have over a dozen men here, all battle-hardened fighters. You, a weak pretty boy, want to be a hero saving the beauty? How many can you fight? One would be a struggle, right? Hahahaha!"

Xiong Ge grew more and more triumphant as he spoke, feeling immensely pleased, his mouth almost reaching his ears. He continued to mock:

"Think riding a motorcycle makes you tough? What a joke. Later, you'll learn what it means to know your place! But... it's good you came. I was afraid you wouldn't. Today, I'm going to make you watch that woman be humiliated to death by us!!!"

When Zheng Yiyun heard Xiong Ge's words, her heart tightened, and tears welled up in her eyes, almost spilling over.

Ignoring her own danger, she quickly grabbed Jiang Feng's arm and anxiously said,

"Xiao Feng, don't worry about me... You quickly take Qing Ning and leave. They have too many people; you can't beat them!"

When Jiang Feng heard Zheng Yiyun's words, his heart warmed. He gently patted Zheng Yiyun's hand and softly said,

"Aunt Yiyun, don't be afraid. I'm here. I won't let you suffer any harm. None of them will leave today..."

One must know that even Jiang Feng, with only beginner-level Sanda skills a few days ago, could send this rabble scattering in fear.

Not to mention, now he not only has a physique of 85 points but has also learned perfect-level Thai Boxing skills.

Forget a dozen thugs, even if there were dozens, he could still beat them all!

I'm going to fight ten!

Xiong Ge saw that Jiang Feng was not only unafraid but also so arrogant, and immediately flew into a rage. He waved his hand and roared,

"Lads, go! Beat this kid to death! Leave one of his eyes, I want him to watch, wide-eyed, how his woman is humiliated to death by me!!!"

Xiong Ge thought to himself, 'This kid is too arrogant. If I don't teach him a lesson, he won't know his place!'

And that bitch, she dared to spray him with pepper spray!

They all have to die!

"Hehehe, understood! Even if this kid had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't escape from us today..."

The thugs, hearing Xiong Ge's command, became excited like a pack of wolves spotting their prey.

They swarmed forward, surrounding Jiang Feng and Zheng Yiyun.

Some held wooden sticks, which whistled through the air as they swung them; others held wrenches, their metallic gleam glinting coldly in the sunlight; and still others dragged steel pipes, making a clanging sound on the ground.

The thugs' faces twisted into sinister smiles, and they let out strange cries as they lunged at Jiang Feng.

Zheng Yiyun instinctively wanted to shield Jiang Feng, to protect him. Although she hoped Jiang Feng could escape, in this situation, it was clearly impossible to run away...

She absolutely couldn't be a burden to Jiang Feng!

Zheng Yiyun gritted her teeth, her eyes showing determination. Despite her body trembling slightly from fear, she resolutely stood in front of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng held his breath, not dodging or evading, shielding Zheng Yiyun behind him.

He clenched his right fist, his arm muscles taut like a fully drawn bowstring, then swung it violently, so fast that its trajectory was unclear.

His large fist, carrying immense power, smashed heavily into the face of the tall, thin thug who was leading the charge.

With a 'crack,' the tall man's nasal bone instantly fractured, and blood gushed out.

"Ah!!!"

He screamed, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, landing heavily on the ground and passing out.

Is that all?

Jiang Feng sneered.

Before the other thugs could react, Jiang Feng spun his body like a whirlwind, appearing behind another thug with the most lewd expression.

He lifted his left leg high, then swept it like a steel whip, striking hard at the thug's waist.

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Thank you to all the darlings who gave five-star reviews yesterday. Today's rating went up a bit, but it's still too low, only 6.5 points....

Still asking for five-star reviews today o(╥﹏╥)o