Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

He turned and roared at his men:

"Brothers! Kill these bastards from the South District!"

"kill--!"

The battle begins.

Da Zhuang took the lead, swinging the rebar around and smashing it at the three thugs who rushed over.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With three muffled thuds, the three men were sent flying without even a scream, crashing into a row of tables and chairs.

Just then, Chen Feng made a move.

Instead of rushing towards Zhao Tai, he moved with lightning speed, covering three meters in a single stride and appearing in front of Bai Wei in an instant.

Bai Wei was disheveled and in the center of the battlefield. The two thugs who had been holding her down had released their grip to grab their weapons, and she frantically tried to stand up.

"what!"

Before she could even utter a cry of surprise, a strong hand had already wrapped around her slender waist.

Chen Feng didn't give her any time to react. He suddenly exerted force in his arm, lifted her off the chair, and pulled her behind him.

Due to inertia, Bai Wei uncontrollably crashed into Chen Feng's arms, whereupon he tightly protected her behind him.

In that instant, Bai Wei's plump and soft body pressed tightly against Chen Feng's broad and firm back.

Even through the rain-soaked shirt, Chen Feng could clearly feel the amazing softness and elasticity behind him, as well as the violent trembling of that body caused by fear and cold.

A strange, unprecedented sensation stirred Chen Feng's heart for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

"Hide well!"

Chen Feng gave a low shout.

Chen Feng's voice was deep and firm, and when it reached Bai Wei's ears, it inexplicably calmed her anxious heart.

Bai Wei clung tightly to Chen Feng's clothes, watching the battle unfold through the gaps in his broad shoulders.

The blade flashed, and blood splattered.

She had followed Zhou Ming for ten years and had seen her share of big events, but never before had she been protected by someone with their life like this.

This man… She looked at Chen Feng’s tall and straight back, and a complex emotion welled up in her heart that she couldn’t quite explain.

They had only met twice, so why would he take such a big risk to save her?

"Kill Chen Feng!"

Zhao Tai's hysterical roar interrupted Bai Wei's thoughts.

Five or six men, wielding machetes, rushed towards Chen Feng without regard for their own safety!

"Go to hell!"

The leader raised his machete high and brought it down hard on Chen Feng's head!

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he dodged the blade by sidestepping. At the same time, he drew his short sword from its sheath in his right hand, and with a flash of cold light, it sliced ​​directly across the man's wrist!

"ah--!"

Amidst screams, the man's machete flew from his hand, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his wrist, from which blood gushed forth.

Chen Feng then kicked him in the chest, sending him flying and knocking over two people behind him.

"Who else? Anyone who wants to die, come at me."

He stood there with his knife in hand, his eyes like lightning, exuding a bloodthirsty killing intent.

The thugs who had originally intended to rush forward were so frightened by his move that they looked at each other in dismay and dared not take another step forward.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

Zhao Tai, hiding in the corner, watched this scene with rage, trembling all over and his eyes filled with madness.

He had thought it would be a one-sided massacre, but he hadn't expected the men Chen Feng brought to be so powerful.

Da Zhuang wielded the rebar with incredible skill, combining genuine military combat techniques with brute force. The thugs with machetes couldn't even get close, and were smashed to pieces, screaming and howling in pain.

Although the security team members brought by Chen Feng did not have an absolute numerical advantage, their teamwork was extremely smooth.

The three of them worked in a coordinated manner, like a sophisticated meat grinder, rapidly devouring the rabble of crows.

Seeing that the situation was about to turn in one direction, Zhao Tai became extremely anxious.

He pulled a stack of checkbooks from his pocket and roared like a madman:

"Money! I've got plenty of money! Whoever can kill Chen Feng, I'll give them two hundred thousand! No! Five hundred thousand!!"

"Kill Chen Feng! 500,000 bounty!!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The thugs, who had already been beaten into submission, turned red-eyed the moment they heard the astronomical figure of "500,000".

That's 500,000!

"Kill them! Kill that Chen bastard!"

"Fortune favors the bold! Brothers, let's give it our all!"

Seven or eight bloodthirsty thugs abandoned their entanglement with Dazhuang and the others, and pounced on Chen Feng and Bai Wei like mad dogs.

The blades flashed, and the air was thick with murderous intent.

"court death."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, still protecting Bai Wei behind him, and pulled a black military dagger from his waist with his right hand.

Left hand: short knife; right hand: military dagger.

"Pfft!"

Before one of the thugs at the front could even see what was happening, his wrist was pierced and the machete was knocked out of his hand.

Chen Feng seized the opportunity to grab his wrist and twist it hard. With a crisp "crack", the thug screamed and knelt down.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng kicked up the machete on the ground, and the back of the blade slammed into the face of another thug who was trying to sneak up on Bai Wei, blood mixed with teeth splattering out.

He moved nimbly and ruthlessly through the crowd, his movements sharp and vicious, without any unnecessary fancy moves; every strike went straight for the vital points.

He was like a lone wolf guarding his territory; anyone who dared to step into his defensive perimeter would pay a bloody price.

Bai Wei was pressed tightly against him from behind, moving with his every movement.

Looking at the man's bloodied profile as he fought, and seeing him shield her with his body to protect her, the taut string in her heart snapped completely.

A feeling of excitement I'd never experienced before was growing wildly in my heart, like weeds.

Can this man really pull her out of the abyss?

Just as the battle inside the private room was at a stalemate, a series of hurried footsteps and screams suddenly came from the stairwell.

Immediately afterwards, a figure covered in blood rushed up.

"Brother Feng! The scum downstairs has been cleaned up!"

Er Gou was carrying two machetes, his body was bruised and his face was stained with blood, but his smile was extremely ferocious.

Behind him, a dozen brothers, soaked to the bone, followed closely. Although they were all injured, their spirits were unstoppable.

"Brothers! Beat him to a pulp! Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Brother Feng, I'll chop off their entire family!"

Er Gou's shout became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

With the addition of this new force, the already disadvantaged Raven forces completely collapsed.

A pincer attack from both sides, trapping them like turtles in a jar!

The thugs who had just been going crazy over the 500,000 yuan bounty finally felt fear as they looked at their comrades rolling on the ground and at this group of killing gods.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and the remaining dozen or so thugs dropped their weapons and fled in panic.

"Damn it...a bunch of useless trash..."

The crow stared at the scene before it, its face ashen.

He never dreamed that his gambling den, which he had been operating in the West District for so long, would be so easily taken over by Chen Feng.

"Crow! What are you standing there for! Take me away now!!"

At this moment, Zhao Tai had completely lost any of the demeanor of a wealthy young master.

His legs were trembling with fear, and he clung tightly to the crow's arm, his voice shrill and distorted.

He knew that if he fell into Chen Feng's hands today, he would be lucky to escape with his life!

Crow's eyes flickered. He looked at Da Zhuang, who was wreaking havoc, and then at Chen Feng, who looked like the Grim Reaper.

"Young Master Zhao, use the back door! I have a secret passage there!"

Crow was a ruthless man. Knowing that the situation was hopeless, he grabbed Zhao Tai and, with the help of his four remaining trusted bodyguards, smashed through the screen and rushed towards a hidden door in the corner of the private room.