6: Chapter 6: Calling for reinforcements, huh? I'll show you what real power and numbers are!

"Crash!" With the shattering of the glass display case into countless fragments, the entire Chanel flagship store fell into a deathly silence!

The wealthy white men and socialites who had been ready to watch the show now looked like chickens with their necks being strangled, their eyes wide and their faces full of disbelief!

That high-and-mighty young master of the Colton Family, William, lay limp amidst the glass shards like a dead dog.

His once-handsome face was completely deformed; one side was swollen, and blood kept trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Fuck! Kill him!" After being stunned for a full two seconds, the two black bodyguards William had brought finally reacted.

Roaring like two black bears, they drew tactical batons from their waists and swung them down hard toward Chu Feng's head from both sides!

Both bodyguards were retired Navy SEALs, and their strikes were ruthless. Had those hits landed, an ordinary person's skull would have instantly burst like a watermelon.

The snobbish white saleswoman screamed in terror, shielding her head as she crouched behind the counter.

However, to Chu Feng, who had been enhanced by the serum, the movements of the two black bodyguards looked as ridiculous as a slow-motion replay.

"Snap!" Chu Feng's hands shot out like lightning, moving faster than his opponents despite starting later. Just as the batons were ten centimeters from his head, his hands clamped onto the two bodyguards' wrists like iron pincers.

The two men felt as though their arms had been clamped by hydraulic shears; no matter how hard they strained, they couldn't force them down an inch!

Their eyes widened in horror as they stared at the Asian youth standing before them—who was a size smaller than they were—their faces filled with disbelief!

"Get lost." Chu Feng let out a sinister grin and violently twisted his hands outward. Snap! Snap!

Accompanied by two skin-crawling cracks of bone, the two men's thick arms were forcibly twisted into pretzels by Chu Feng!

Stark white bone shards instantly pierced through their skin and were exposed to the air!

"Ahhh!!!" The shrill screams echoed throughout the entire luxury store.

Chu Feng didn't give them a moment to catch their breath; he raised his right leg and delivered a clean, decisive kick to each of their chests.

"Bang! Bang!" The two two-hundred-pound giants were sent flying seven or eight meters back as if struck by cannonballs, their chests visibly caving in. After spitting out mouthfuls of blood, they passed out completely, their fates unknown!

The entire process happened in a flash, taking less than three seconds in total!

Silence! A deathly silence! Only the faint sound of William twitching in pain amidst the glass shards remained.

Alice, standing behind Chu Feng, was pressing both hands tightly over her alluring red lips, her eyes gleaming with an almost fanatical obsession!

So handsome! So domineering! The way he crushed all resistance with every gesture was like the most potent aphrodisiac, injected straight into the girl's heart.

Alice felt her heart pounding wildly. Her fair, pretty face was flushed with an alluring crimson.

Had the occasion been different, she would have knelt down right then and there.

"You… who exactly are you…" At this moment, William, lying in the ruins of the glass, finally caught his breath.

Clutching his swollen cheek, he glared at Chu Feng with a mix of shock and rage: "You damn bastard! How dare you hit me? You dared to knock out two of my teeth! I am the heir to the Colton Family!"

William had completely lost his sanity. Trembling, he fished his phone out of his pocket and raved crazily at Chu Feng:

"You're dead! You'll never walk out of Los Santos alive today!" "I'm calling the police chief!" "I'll have Blood Skull, the biggest gang in Los Santos, mince your entire family into meat paste!"

Upon hearing the words "Blood Skull" and "police chief," the white saleswoman hiding behind the counter turned deathly pale. She knew the situation had blown up completely.

The Colton Family held absolute power in Los Santos. No matter how good at fighting this Asian youth was, there was no way he could go up against a capital-rich family with connections everywhere and a fully armed gang!

"Master…" Alice tugged on Chu Feng's sleeve nervously. Although she was deeply infatuated with his power, the terror of the local Los Santos gangs still filled her with instinctive dread.

However, Chu Feng's expression remained completely unmoved. He casually grabbed a rug, threw it over the sofa, and sat down like a king.

"Fine. I'll give you time." Chu Feng pulled a cigarette from his pocket and placed it between his lips. Seeing this, Alice immediately and obediently knelt on the rug, pulling out a lighter to light it for him.

Chu Feng took a deep drag, exhaled a smoke ring, and looked coldly down at William: "Call everyone you can. Whether it's the police or that bullshit Blood Skull gang you mentioned."

"If you can't bring enough people to kill me today, I'll crush every bone in your body, inch by inch, in front of all of Los Santos."

Arrogant! Simply beyond measure! Hearing Chu Feng's suicidal declaration, William laughed in rage, coughing up blood as he pressed the dial button.

"Hey! Marcus! Bring all your gunmen and get your ass over to the Chanel flagship store on Rodeo Drive right now!" "I've been beaten! I want that yellow-skinned monkey to wish he were dead!" "Ten minutes! I want to see you here in ten minutes!"

After hanging up, William called the Los Santos West District Police Station, launching into another frantic tirade.

Having made the calls, William seemed to regain his confidence as a rich kid. He glared at Chu Feng, who was sitting on the sofa smoking, his eyes filled with cruelty:

"Bastard, it's too late, even if you kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes now." "Later, I'll have my men take turns with that little bitch in black stockings right in front of you!"

Chu Feng ignored his vicious ravings. Instead, he silently brought up the system's map panel in his mind.

As one of the largest cities in the USA, Los Santos had nearly 15,000 of the 100,000 ruthless thugs under Chu Feng's command distributed throughout the city and its surrounding satellite towns!

With a slight shift of his consciousness, Chu Feng locked onto all the red dots within a five-kilometer radius of Rodeo Drive. There were about 1,200 of them!

[Highest Priority Order: All thugs within a five-kilometer radius, drop everything you are doing immediately!] [Head to the central district of Rodeo Drive at maximum speed! Seal off the streets and prepare for combat!]

The moment the order was issued, the already congested traffic in the West District of Los Santos suddenly plunged into bizarre chaos.

On a street three kilometers away, a yellow taxi had just stopped at an intersection for a red light. The back door was suddenly yanked open, and a cold-faced man in a baseball cap kicked the white-collar worker who was about to get in, then climbed inside himself.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing! Get out!" the black driver roared, turning his head in anger. The next second, a cold M1911 pistol was pressed directly against his forehead.

"Rodeo Drive. Run the red lights. Floor it." The man uttered the words emotionlessly. The black driver was so terrified he instantly wet his pants.

He slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the taxi surged forward like a crazed buffalo. It wasn't just the taxi; pickup trucks, heavy motorcycles, and even luxury sports cars driving on the road were all being hijacked by force at that very same moment!

"Target: Rodeo Drive! Move!" "Kill anyone in your way!" "Charge!" Thousands of thugs, like demons crawling out of hell, used every possible means to converge crazily on the same coordinate!

Five minutes later, inside the Chanel store, William was still spouting arrogant threats, waiting for his reinforcements. Outside, the once bustling and noisy Rodeo Drive had suddenly gone quiet.

"Vroom—vroom—" Accompanied by a piercing and violent roar of engines, one, two, ten… over a hundred various cars and motorcycles disregarded all traffic laws.

They even drove directly over sidewalks and medians, pulling up aggressively outside the Chanel flagship store.

"Bang, bang, bang—" Car doors flew open in unison. One after another, men dressed in various outfits, yet all sharing the same cold, dead gaze, stepped out of their vehicles.

One hundred… five hundred… one thousand! Thousands of thugs exuding a palpable murderous aura formed a black torrent of steel that instantly filled the entire street.

They surrounded the Chanel flagship store so tightly that not even a fly could escape! The sales staff and the few customers inside were terrified to the point of collapse, their legs giving out as they slumped to the floor.

"What… what is that…" William also sensed the anomaly outside. Forcing himself up despite the excruciating pain, he looked out the window.

When he saw the dense, silent, and terrifying sea of people outside—like an army—and the faint outlines of firearms visible at their waists, the arrogance on William's face instantly froze.

Just then, "Bang!" The Chanel store's ornate glass door, worth tens of thousands of dollars, was shattered by a thug's kick.

Dozens of thugs, with bulging waistbands, strode into the store. They didn't even glance at the trembling William, walking straight up to Chu Feng instead.

"Whoosh—" Dozens of thugs knelt on one knee in unison, their postures as straight as javelins! "Boss!"

Chu Feng dropped his cigarette butt onto the rug and casually crushed it with his expensive, handmade leather shoe. He pulled Alice, who was kneeling by his leg, into his embrace and looked at William—who was now soiling himself in terror—with a faint, mocking smile. "You said earlier that you wanted to see who had more people, right?"