"Still playing tough, you fucking brat!" Captain Zhang roared angrily, raising his hand and fiercely slapping Zhou Biao across the face. The heavy blow landed on Zhou Biao’s cheek.
"Smack!" The crisp and loud sound echoed around, and Zhou Biao’s cellphone was slapped out of his hand, flying off and dropping to the ground. Captain Zhang, a Martial Artist in the later stages of Inner Strength, possessed imnse power. His slap sent Zhou Biao crashing to the ground, inflating half of his face into a swollen ss. The man was in utter disarray.
"You little bastard, putting on airs in front of . You trash think you deserve to know our young master?" Captain Zhang was incredibly arrogant, then he coldly turned his gaze to Ye Feng, "Scum, I’m giving you a chance now. Kneel, beg for rcy, and record a new video apologizing to my brother, clarifying that he was frad. If you do that, I’ll let you off with just a beating today!"
However, Ye Feng’s expression grew grim, especially upon seeing Zhou Biao struck in an instant.
Ye Feng looked at Captain Zhang coldly, his icy gaze fierce and wild like a beast, emitting a savage and ruthless aura that felt like countless icy spikes piercing deep into Captain Zhang.
"You looking for death?" Ye Feng spat out the words coldly. Captain Zhang and Director Zhang, truly birds of a feather, were utterly despicable—Director Zhang with his corruption and protecting his own, framing the innocent.
And now Captain Zhang was even more loathso, accusing Ye Feng of thievery just for handling a wine glass.
Ye Feng couldn’t swallow this insult. Such people absolutely could not be let off lightly.
As Captain Zhang and Ye Feng locked eyes, Captain Zhang imdiately tensed up, his hair standing on end, and he couldn’t help but step back, his eyes flashing with furious anger, feeling utterly humiliated.
Himself, the proud security team captain of the Gao Family, one of Longdu’s top five grand households, with an annual salary of tens of millions, was now frightened by the gaze of so wet-behind-the-ears kid? Captain Zhang was instantly enraged.
"You little mongrel, what are you looking at? I’ll gouge your eyes out!" Captain Zhang bellowed and charged at Ye Feng. His Inner Strength burst forth, his formidable aura sweeping around as the onlookers sneered at Ye Feng.
"This kid is dead at, the Gao Family’s security team captain is an Inner Strength expert, this kid’s ribs are probably going to get broken..."
"Just a thief, even if he dies, there’s no loss..."
The crowd around sneered at Ye Feng, their eyes filled with disdain, believing Ye Feng had it coming.
Captain Zhang threw a hard punch at Ye Feng’s face, with the fist whistling through the air, about to strike Ye Feng.
"Thump!" A muffled sound echoed as a hand suddenly grabbed Captain Zhang’s clothes from behind. Captain Zhang’s fist halted less than an inch from Ye Feng’s face, but even at such a close range, Captain Zhang couldn’t touch Ye Feng.
Captain Zhang spun around furiously, bellowing loudly, "Who the fuck grabbed ? I’ll..."
However, as Captain Zhang turned around and before he could finish his words, he saw who had grabbed his clothes and was suddenly at a loss for words...
Captain Zhang stood there staring at the person who had grabbed him as the air around seed to freeze. Everyone fell silent, and almost all eyes were drawn to the person holding Captain Zhang.
It was none other than the eldest young master of the Gao Family, Gao Zhixiang!
Gao Zhixiang looked at Captain Zhang with a cold and dark expression that seed almost ready to drip water. Zhou Biao’s face had swelled up from Captain Zhang’s slap, and now Captain Zhang wanted to hit Ye Feng—how could Gao Zhixiang not be furious?
Gao Zhixiang looked at Captain Zhang coldly and asked, "Captain Zhang, do you know what you’re doing?"
Captain Zhang’s forehead was beaded with sweat, fear evident in his eyes.
Seeing Gao Zhixiang’s expression, Captain Zhang realized that Ye Feng and the others were indeed friends of Gao Zhixiang.
And now, to lay a hand on Gao Zhixiang’s friends—wasn’t that a direct insult to Gao Zhixiang?
What Captain Zhang didn’t know was that Gao Zhixiang had co to hold Ye Feng in the highest regard. It was on his very first invitation to his house that Captain Zhang had subjected Ye Feng to such treatnt.
How could Gao Zhixiang not be angry, not be outraged?
With that thought, Gao Zhixiang’s eyes beca bloodshot, and Captain Zhang couldn’t help but tremble, unsure how to respond to Gao Zhixiang.
"Answer !" Gao Zhixiang suddenly raised his voice, roaring loudly.
Hearing Gao Zhixiang’s shout, Captain Zhang staggered in fright, a look of terror in his eyes. "Young Master, I...I... I saw them stealing..."
"I’m stealing your mother!" Gao Zhixiang roared, raising his hand for a fierce slap, which landed on Captain Zhang’s face with all his might.
In that instant, the air exploded with the sound of his palm, and being a Half-step Master, Gao Zhixiang’s full-powered slap was incredibly forceful. The impact twisted Captain Zhang’s face as his feet left the ground.
"Whoosh!" Captain Zhang flew backward, sailing seven or eight ters before crashing to the ground, instantly passing out.
The crowd trembled as they witnessed the scene, never before having seen Gao Zhixiang explode in such rage.
Just then, a woman of exceptional deanor and stunning beauty burst from the crowd.
It was none other than the guest of honor today, Gao Ningning.
Gao Ningning rushed over to Ye Feng, looking at him worriedly, "Ye Feng, are you okay?"
Ye Feng was calm, as unruffled as ever. "You should be asking Zhou Biao, not ."
Gao Ningning looked guiltily at Zhou Biao. "Zhou Biao, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I didn’t know you would be here at this ti. If you had told in advance, I would have co to receive you."
Zhou Biao shook his head. "I’m fine."
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