He knew that he was not worth mentioning in front of Chen Feng.
Behind him, a middle-aged skinny man looked at him with a look of deep-seated resentment on his face.
At this time, there were many people watching nearby, who were his companions.
After seeing this man making a fool of himself, everyone burst out laughing.
"Haha, Hong Qisheng, you are really embarrassed this time."
"That's right, you can't see Mount Tai. You don't even recognize Chen Feng."
"Hey, are you still mocking Chen Feng? Isn't it embarrassing? My master's face! You've already been completely embarrassed!"
It turned out that this person's name was Hong Qisheng.
After hearing what they said and being severely ridiculed by them, Hong Qisheng instantly trembled and felt extremely humiliated.
It was okay to be ridiculed by the other people, but being ridiculed by the people around him immediately made him feel angry, and he suddenly burst into anger.
My eyes are a little red, but I don’t care!
At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was: "I want to get my place back!"
He stared at Chen Feng's back and suddenly yelled crazily: "Chen Feng, you bitch, don't get too proud too early!"
After hearing this, Chen Feng's figure that was moving forward suddenly froze.
Then, he slowly turned around.
Staring at Hong Qisheng, his eyes radiated a cold light.
Hong Qisheng shouted: "Chen Feng, I know you are very powerful and famous, but let me tell you, our young master is..."
When he was talking about this, he was suddenly interrupted by a scream.
He screamed and flew dozens of meters away, covering his face. Only then did everyone hear a crisp sound!
He spun around in the air several times before landing, staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the ground.
At this time, his face was swollen like a pig's head.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Chen Feng in shock, his mouth leaking, and he screamed: "What are you doing?"
It turned out that at that moment, Chen Feng had already slapped him hard on the face.
"What do I do?"
Chen Feng looked at him with a sneer on his lips: "I'm not interested in who your young master is."
"I just know!"
He paused and said word by word: "Your mouth is very mean, so you need to slap it!"
"You, how dare you hit me?"
Hong Qisheng stared at Chen Feng with a face filled with resentment and screamed: "Our young master is..."
When he said this, the following words had not yet been spoken!
Another slap in the face, another crisp sound, another slap that sent him flying dozens of meters, and another one that knocked him around a few times and landed on the ground!
At this time, his face was already swollen and bleeding.
He stared at Chen Feng, extremely shocked, and the resentment in his eyes had turned into disbelief and fear.
Chen Feng walked up to him, looked down at him, and said with a smile: "I just said, I am not interested in who your young master is!"
Everyone around was laughing.
Many people are gloating about their misfortune.
Seeing this scene, Hong Qisheng was even more furious. He ignored it and shouted loudly: "I will tell my young master, my young master will definitely..."
Snap!
Another slap in the face!
This time it was harder, it slapped him so hard that he almost fainted.
Chen Feng walked up to him, looked at him, and said helplessly: "I told you, I'm not interested in your young master, why can't you understand?"
Chen Feng suddenly spoke very calmly: "Since you can't understand what you are saying, why are you still alive?"
At this time, Hong Qisheng covered his mouth and looked at Chen Feng.
There was no resentment or disbelief on his face, and what was left was only fear that was so intense that it reached the extreme.
At this moment, he could feel that Chen Fengfeng was really murderous.
It’s true, dare to kill him!
Chen Feng looked at him, smiled and said, "Come, tell me who your young master is!"
"I don't know, I know!"
Hong Qisheng shook his head desperately, his voice trembling and his words unclear: "I don't know who my young master is, I don't know, I don't dare to say it!"
"Don't dare to say?"
Chen Feng laughed loudly, squatted in front of him, and patted his face gently: "You are so good!"
He stood up suddenly, turned around and walked away without even looking at him.
People around him quickly moved out of the way and watched Chen Fengfeng enter the Seven Star Auction House.
But when Chen Feng walked in, he turned around and took a deep look back.
His eyes swept over those who purchased martial arts fragments.
Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a stern look: "These people are robbing me of things."
"No, it should be said that it is not to rob things, but to rob my cultivation, my strength, and my realm!"
"Take my piece!"
Chen Feng gritted his teeth and coldly said four words in his heart: "The path of practice!"
