Chapter 5: They're Lackeys
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As he spoke, Lin Feng's face once again revealed a smile, one that could make others tremble with fear.
"No, you, don't, I, don't want..."
At this moment, Huang Mao was completely incoherent from fear. His face was contorted due to the terror, and his body trembled violently as he retreated backwards, afraid that his arm would accidentally break.
"Well then! How about we start with your left arm?"
Lin Feng smiled and looked at Huang Mao, then proceeded to twist his arm.
"Stop!"
Just as Lin Feng was about to act, a loud shout rang out, and everyone turned their attention towards the stairs nearby. A young man in a shiny suit with slicked-back hair was coming down, followed by two men in suits and sunglasses, clearly his bodyguards.
Lin Feng glanced at him and didn't bother with him, turning his head to instantly strike with his right hand.
"Snap!"
"Ah!"
A scream mixed with a crisp sound, Huang Mao's left arm was broken in an instant.
"You should've warned me before you hit him!"
Huang Mao's lackey regretted it to his core, lying on the ground writhing in agony. The intense pain almost caused him to pass out.
Seeing his subordinate being beaten, the man in the suit's face darkened. He was about to speak when another scream sounded out, and Huang Mao's right arm was broken as well, causing him to faint on the spot.
With the trouble taken care of, Lin Feng stood up and said indifferently to the suit-wearing man, "Alright, the matter is settled. Now, let's talk about your business."
"Hmph!"
Seeing Lin Feng acting so arrogantly, the man in the suit snorted and his face became very ugly. He cursed the thugs who had caused him this trouble.
After all, he had asked them to find him a girl to relieve his stress, but who would have thought that it would lead to this!
"You, kid, you beat up my people. How do you plan to pay for this?"
Suppressing his anger, the man in the suit pointed to the unconscious thugs and asked.
"Ha! Your people? Oh, so they're your lackeys. It seems that there are different kinds of legs for different kinds of dogs..."
"You..."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, the man in the suit almost vomited blood. His face turned black, and he ordered his bodyguard next to him, "San, teach this ignorant punk a lesson!"
"Yes!"
Upon receiving the order, the burly man on the left immediately stood up and yelled at Lin Feng, "Kid, you've offended our young master. I bet you don't have many lives left!"
After speaking, San rushed towards Lin Feng's face with a punch.
"Hmph, petty tricks!"
Seeing the opponent's fist coming like a cannonball, Lin Feng sneered and didn't dodge. He lifted his right hand and threw a punch.
"Kid, you're asking for death!"
After seeing that Lin Feng didn't dodge, San shouted angrily and hit Lin Feng's fist with all his might.
The burly man's punch was as strong as a tiger, but Lin Feng's fist had no strength at all, causing many young girls around them to cover their eyes in terror.
As for some of the young men, they knew that this guy was finished! How dare he fight against the bodyguards of Young Master Ma? Wasn't he seeking death?
However, just as everyone thought that Lin Feng was going to be beaten to a pulp, a dramatic scene unfolded!
Upon San's fist hitting Lin Feng's hand, he immediately felt an incredibly hard impact, as if he were hitting steel. The force of the impact broke his arm in an instant.
"Ah!" San let out a scream and took several steps back, holding his right hand which had now been broken.
It was clear that his arm was now fractured.
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped in shock.
My god! How powerful is this guy's fist?
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