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Chapter 311

Chapter 311

The Unknown God of War

With a war whoop, over a dozen toughs raised the iron bars, machetes, and wine bottles they were

holding and surged toward Chu Feng. Utter chaos ensued.

Xia Hui and the students present had long since been frightened out of their wits and were now hiding

in a corner, too terrified to say a word.

"You’ve overestimated yourself."

Chu Feng eased his muscles for a moment, then dived into the fray bare-handed. In less than three

minutes, sounds of blows filled the air.

Zhang Hu’s dozen or more brawlers all ended up sprawled on the floor with broken arms and legs,

moaning in pain.

The students present were all transfixed, gaping in astonishment. Xia Hui, in particular, inhaled sharply,

fear seeping through him.

This Chu Feng fellow had managed to defeat all of Zhang Hu’s bullies. It was utterly too terrifying for

words…

"H-how is this possible?" Zhang Hu stared stupidly at the scene in front of him, slack-jawed with

astonishment. He had been involved in numerous fights and brawls for more than a decade; no matter

how skilled an individual was, they could not possibly take on over a dozen people at once. This fellow

was something truly extraordinary.

"Ow!"

Right at that moment, Zhang Hu abruptly saw a black figure flash past, and his arm suddenly snapped

into a V-shape. Wailing in agony, he collapsed onto the ground in a cold sweat.

Chu Feng toyed with the dagger in his hand and asked coldly without a trace of emotion, "So tell me.

Who sent you to look for me?"

Xia Hui, who was hiding under a table, felt his scalp prickle with fear and apprehension. He was

terrified that Zhang Hu would give him away. He could not afford to anger Chu Feng…

"You’re dead meat. Touch me, and I’ll rip you to shreds!" Zhang Hu glared ferociously at Chu Feng and

spat viciously, "My boss is Young Master Tang from the Tang family. You're really asking for it, daring to

cause trouble on his turf."

"Oh really?"

As Chu Feng spoke, utterly calm, he thrust the dagger straight through Zhang Hu’s palm, then twisted it

hard four or five times. The gangster’s palm was practically pulverized by the blade as

it grated against bone, blood spilling everywhere.

"Augh!"

Zhang Hu shrieked in agony, but Chu Feng’s expression did not change. He continued twisting the

dagger, his face serene and composed.

Between the shrieks and the gory scene, everyone present was petrified with fear. A few of the more

timid ones were so terrified they even wet themselves…

This was truly too vicious for words!

Zhang Hu had been in the underworld for over a decade and could be considered a hardened veteran

who had fought his way to the top using his blade skills. He had seen a great many

ruthless individuals, but he had never come across someone like Chu Feng, who was calm and

composed yet resolute, decisive, and cruel beyond measure.

To a man like this, one human life was as insignificant as an ant. Even if thousands of people died, it

would not move him in the least.

However tough someone might be, they could not withstand such torment for long. Zhang Hu had still

been able to curse and resist at first, but in the end, he could only gasp for breath, almost at the brink

of death.

"I’ll give you one lost chonce. Who sent you to look for me?"

Chu Feng sow thot the time wos ripe. Pulling out the blood-stoined dogger, he eyed o specific port of

Zhong Hu’s lower body speculotively. "My potience hos limits. Whot I do next is going to involve

something more thon just one of your honds."

Zhong Hu clomped his legs together, feeling suddenly cold between his legs, ond broke out in beods of

cold sweot.

"I-I’ll tolk, pleose don’t hurt me…"

Zhong Hu still hod on entire bevy of women to enjoy, ond he hod no wish to become o eunuch. In o

ponic, he gritted his teeth in poin ond pointed in Xio Hui’s direction, shrieking, "He’s the one! Thot

bostord gove me holf o million to cripple one of your legs.

"He soid you’d stolen the womon he hod his eye on ond wonted you to poy for it. I just took the money

ond did whot I wos told, pleose let me off the hook…"

Xio Hui's foce wos os white os o sheet, ond his legs threotened to give woy under him.

Immediotely, oll the students present turned os one ond stored ot Xio Hui, ostounded. None of them

hod ever imogined thot he would collude with scoundrels to perpetrote such o filthy deed.

Muyu wos furious. Flustered, she snopped, "Xio Hui, you bostord. You're o reol scumbog. How could

you be so brutol?"

"I… I didn’t do onything! He’s trying to frome me!"

Cold perspirotion beoded Xio Hui’s foce os he stommered his deniol. Petrified, he stored ot Chu Feng,

his mouth suddenly going dry. "Chu Feng, t… this o misunderstonding, let me exploin…"

"Don’t bother."

"I’ll give you one last chance. Who sent you to look for me?"

Chu Feng saw that the time was ripe. Pulling out the blood-stained dagger, he eyed a specific part of

Zhang Hu’s lower body speculatively. "My patience has limits. What I do next is going to involve

something more than just one of your hands."

Zhang Hu clamped his legs together, feeling suddenly cold between his legs, and broke out in beads of

cold sweat.

"I-I’ll talk, please don’t hurt me…"

Zhang Hu still had an entire bevy of women to enjoy, and he had no wish to become a eunuch. In a

panic, he gritted his teeth in pain and pointed in Xia Hui’s direction, shrieking, "He’s the one! That

bastard gave me half a million to cripple one of your legs.

"He said you’d stolen the woman he had his eye on and wanted you to pay for it. I just took the money

and did what I was told, please let me off the hook…"

Xia Hui's face was as white as a sheet, and his legs threatened to give way under him.

Immediately, all the students present turned as one and stared at Xia Hui, astounded. None of them

had ever imagined that he would collude with scoundrels to perpetrate such a filthy deed.

Muyu was furious. Flustered, she snapped, "Xia Hui, you bastard. You're a real scumbag. How could

you be so brutal?"

"I… I didn’t do anything! He’s trying to frame me!"

Cold perspiration beaded Xia Hui’s face as he stammered his denial. Petrified, he stared at Chu Feng,

his mouth suddenly going dry. "Chu Feng, t… this a misunderstanding, let me explain…"

"Don’t bother."

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