At this time, many people who were shopping for monster beasts in the trading house had already come out and formed a large circle to watch the excitement. There were hundreds of people.
When they saw this scene, they all whispered: "This young man is really short-sighted, he dares to provoke the Zhao family!"
"Yes, the Zhao family is the overlord of the Zhao family. Anyone who dares to provoke them will die!"
"A strong dragon doesn't mess with local gangsters. What's more, this boy doesn't look like a strong dragon."
"Haha, how can he be called Qianglong? I don't think he is Su Qiang's opponent at all. Su Qiang can kill him easily."
Everyone looks down on Chen Feng!
Su Qiang looked at Chen Feng, rubbed his fists and said, "Baby, are you going to kneel in front of me and stick your face out, or are you going to let me destroy your cultivation and slap you again?"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Is there a third way?"
"No!" Su Qiang said arrogantly: "There are only two ways, you can choose one by yourself!"
Chen Feng looked at him, shook his head slowly, and said word by word: "No, there is a third way!"
"What third way?" Su Qiang was stunned when he heard this.
Chen Feng's voice suddenly became louder, and he shouted angrily: "Then I will destroy you!"
As he spoke, he punched out.
Su Qiang shook his head and said disdainfully: "You loser, you actually dare to attack? You are simply seeking death!"
As he spoke, he punched out with the same punch and roared: "You little bastard, die!"
But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "How is that possible? You are not a Samsung Martial King. How could you be so strong?"
Chen Feng's attack came down extremely fiercely, hitting his fist heavily.
With a bang, his attack was shattered, and then he hit his chest, making his chest dent and blood overflowing crazily.
He screamed and was beaten so hard that he vomited blood crazily. He was thrown dozens of meters away and fell heavily to the ground. His breath was weak.
His body twitched slightly and died immediately.
Chen Feng looked at him, with a sneer on his lips, and said word by word: "I never said that I am the Samsung King of Martial Arts!"
At this time, the people around him made a loud noise and discussed loudly, as if a pot had exploded.
They looked at Chen Feng, full of shock and disbelief: "What is this? This young man actually killed Su Qiang with one punch!"
"Su Qiang is a powerful five-star martial arts master!"
"Yes, this young man is too terrifying. How strong is he? A six-star Martial King or a seven-star Martial King?"
"I think he is at least a six-star Martial King. After all, he easily killed Su Qiang with just one punch!"
"We were blind. We thought he would be easily killed by Su Qiang. Unexpectedly, it was Su Qiang who was easily killed!"
Zhao Heng killed him. He pointed at Chen Feng and said in disbelief: "You, you actually killed him?"
Then the next moment he became furious and shouted: "You damn pariah, how dare you kill my people? You know, the people of my Zhao family are 10,000 times more valuable than you, how dare you kill them? My Zhao family will definitely
I won’t let you go!”
"Won't you let me go?" Chen Feng sneered and said, "Then I have to let you go first. Do you think I will let you go today?"
With that said, he slowly walked towards Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng's expression changed drastically, with a look of horror on his face, and he said: "You, what are you going to do? Let me tell you, I am from the Zhao family!"
"I am the legitimate son of the Zhao family, you, you dare to touch me?"
Chen Feng sneered: "The moment you said you wanted to slap me, you should have thought of this scene!"
As he said this, Chen Feng suddenly appeared in front of him with a flash of lightning.
Zhao Heng wanted to resist, but his bullshit strength was not enough in front of Chen Feng.
Chen Feng stretched out his hand and blocked all his strength. Then the next moment, he pulled him up by his hair and slapped him hard on the face with a big slap.
Everyone around could hear the snap clearly, and instantly, the left side of Zhao Heng's face became swollen.
Blood mixed with broken teeth and spattered out.
Chen Feng was actually palming Zhao Heng's mouth!
Zhao Heng let out a scream and was extremely painful from the beating.
He screamed sharply: "Untouchable, I won't spare you if you come to me!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng sneered and slapped him hard on the face with another big slap.
Snap!
There was another loud noise and blood splattered again.
Everyone around felt their eyelids twitching wildly. This young man was so courageous! Zhao Heng was the fourth young master of the Zhao family, how dare he do this!
Then, Chen Feng slapped Zhao Heng on the face with more than a dozen big slaps, and Zhao Heng was finally subdued.
He let out a shrill scream, cried and begged for mercy: "Please, don't fight, don't fight, I was wrong, please, don't fight!"
He cried bitterly, with tears and snot running all over his face!
Chen Feng looked at him with a sneer and said disdainfully: "Who is holding whose mouth?"
"I, I, I, I was slapped, I was slapped." Zhao Heng said repeatedly.
At this time, he was completely frightened by Chen Feng and did not dare to resist at all.
All the onlookers went crazy. None of them thought that this young man would have such courage and strength to do such a thing to the young master of the Zhao family.
"The Zhao family will never give up!"
"Yes, the Zhao family will definitely take revenge. If I were him, I would run away immediately and never stay here. Otherwise, the Zhao family's revenge will definitely make him die without a burial place!"
But Chen Feng raised the corners of his mouth, without any fear on his face.
What does the Zhao family mean to him? Chen Feng is not afraid at all!
At this time, an old man walked out quickly from the trading house. This old man was about sixty years old, short in stature, very fat, with a red face and a kind face.
Seeing him appear, Zhao Heng immediately shouted with hope: "Fifth uncle, fifth uncle, come and save me!"
His face was full of hope. Obviously, in his opinion, he, the fifth uncle, would definitely be able to take care of Chen Feng.
People around also whispered: "The Fifth Master is here."
"Yes, this is the leader of the trading house who has been guarding the trading house for thirty years. In the past thirty years, anyone who dared to cause trouble in the trading house has been dealt with by him! I think this young man today is no exception."
"Haha, the fifth master is extremely powerful, at least he has reached the peak of the Seven-Star Martial King. This boy will definitely not be his opponent!"
Zhao Heng thought so too. He immediately turned around fiercely, glared at Chen Feng, and said with an arrogant smile: "Little brat, you are finished. My fifth uncle is here, and you will definitely die this time!"
"Oh? Really?" Chen Feng sneered, then slapped him in the face with another big slap.
