Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Chen Feng!" Zhao Biao's voice echoed through the empty factory area, "If you've got the guts, get out here!"

Chen Feng flicked his cigarette ash, walked out of the workshop unhurriedly, and stood in the moonlight, his expression calm and serene.

"Zhao Biao, you brought so many people here, are you afraid I'll run away?"

"Afraid you'll run away?" Zhao Biao laughed loudly. "I'm afraid you'll die too quickly!"

He waved his hand, and the fifty-odd people behind him spread out in a fan shape, surrounding Chen Feng's group.

"Chen Feng, I'll give you two choices." Zhao Biao held up two fingers. "First, chop off both your hands and get out of Donghai, and I might spare your life. Second…"

His eyes turned sinister: "I'll bury you here tonight, so you'll disappear forever!"

Chen Feng looked at him, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

"Zhao Biao, I'll give you two choices too."

"Oh?" Zhao Biao raised an eyebrow with interest. "You, a dying man, want to negotiate with me?"

"First, take your men and get out of here now. From now on, behave yourself, and I can let bygones be bygones." Chen Feng's voice was terrifyingly calm. "Second..."

He raised his hand, and there in his hand was a gleaming dagger, the very same bone knife the old beggar had left him.

"You won't be leaving here alive tonight."

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Biao laughed so hard he almost fell over, as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world. "You think you can get away with this with just a dozen or so men, Chen Feng? You're asking for trouble!"

"Brothers, kill him!"

At Zhao Biao's command, more than fifty thugs charged forward like wild beasts released from their cages, howling as they went.

"Brothers! Get them!" Chen Fang roared and was the first to rush forward.

A chaotic battle erupted instantly.

Chen Fang was like a tiger descending from the mountain, his steel pipe whistling through the air. Anyone who came near him was swept away. His terrifying power terrified the enemy thugs, who dared not confront him head-on.

"Damn it! Is this even human?" one of the thugs shouted in terror.

"Don't be afraid! We have more people to bully the weak! Attack!" Li Laowu personally led seven or eight men to besiege Chen Fang.

Chen Fang was surrounded and parried with steel pipes. Although he was brave, there were too many opponents, and he gradually became overwhelmed.

"when!"

A stick slammed into his back, making him groan in pain.

"Er Gou!" Da Zhuang wanted to go to his rescue, but he was also entangled by five or six people and couldn't get away.

Chen Feng moved through the crowd like a ghost. Unlike Chen Fang, he didn't confront people head-on, but instead targeted those who were alone.

The dagger flashed coldly, each strike precisely piercing the opponent's wrist, thigh, or shoulder. Those struck screamed and collapsed, no longer able to fight.

"Grab him! Don't let him get away!" Zhao Biao commanded from behind the crowd.

Three burly thugs blocked Chen Feng's path. These three were the underground boxers that Li Laowu had hired from the provincial capital; they were clearly trained fighters.

"Kid, your road has come to an end." The bald man at the head grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Chen Feng didn't speak, but simply put away the dagger, clenched his fists, and assumed the starting stance of Bajiquan.

"court death!"

The bald man struck first, delivering a straight punch like a cannonball. The punch was extremely powerful, accompanied by a whistling sound; an ordinary person would surely suffer broken bones and tendons if struck by it.

Chen Feng dodged the punch by sidestepping, and at the same time, his right hand shot out like a snake, his five fingers like hooks, aiming straight for the opponent's throat - this is the "Tiger Form Heart-Piercing Strike" in Bajiquan!

The bald man was surprised by the young man's quick reaction and hurriedly leaned back to avoid it.

But Chen Feng's attack had only just begun. Using the momentum of his outstretched arm, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, spinning half a circle, and his right elbow slammed into the bald man's temple like a hammer.

"Stand close!"

"boom!"

The bald man had no time to parry and took the elbow head-on. His vision went black, he staggered backward, and blood gushed from his nose.

The other two boxers were shocked to see this and attacked from the left and right.

The man on the left delivered a side kick, while the man on the right threw a hook punch. The two coordinated perfectly, suggesting they often fought together.

Chen Feng let out a low shout, and his footwork changed, revealing the "ghost step" that the old beggar had taught him. His figure flickered between the two, causing all their attacks to miss.

Taking advantage of the moment when the man on the right withdrew his fist, Chen Feng lunged in and slammed his knee into his abdomen like a hammer.

"puff!"

The man spat out a mouthful of acidic water and curled up like a shrimp.

Chen Feng didn't stop, and with a swift sweeping kick, he struck the side of the knee of the man on the left.

"Snap!"

With a sickeningly sharp crack, the man's knee was completely destroyed, and he collapsed to the ground screaming in agony.

This scene, witnessed by Zhao Biao from afar, instantly turned his face ashen.

"How...how can this kid be so strong?"

The situation on the battlefield is undergoing subtle changes.

Although Chen Feng's side had fewer men, each one was a carefully selected elite soldier. Coupled with the two top-tier fighters, Chen Feng and Chen Fang, Zhao Biao's numerical advantage was gradually being eroded.

"Damn it! Hold them off!" Li Laowu was furious and personally led his men to besiege Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's stamina was also rapidly depleting. The old injury in his left shoulder throbbed, reminding him that he couldn't continue pushing himself like this.

"That's enough!"

Zhao Biao suddenly roared and stepped out from behind the crowd. He took off his leather jacket, revealing a tight black vest underneath, and the veins on his arms were bulging, clearly indicating that he had also trained.

"Chen Feng, I've come to meet you personally!"

Chen Feng, panting heavily, wiped the sweat and blood from his face with his sleeve, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Biao, you've finally decided to do it yourself?"

Zhao Biao cracked his neck, making a snapping sound. "No matter how good you are at fighting, you're just a mad dog. Today, I'll personally send you on your way!"

"Let's do it," Chen Feng said calmly.

Without a word, Zhao Biao pounced. He was faster than expected, his burly frame surprisingly agile as a leopard, clearly a seasoned veteran.

The first move was a vicious front kick aimed at Chen Feng's abdomen.

Chen Feng dodged to the side and slapped Zhao Biao on the back of the head with his backhand.

But Zhao Biao was prepared. He lowered his head, and the wind from his palm grazed Chen Feng's scalp. Taking advantage of the lowered head, he swept his leg across, aiming straight for Chen Feng's lower body.

Chen Feng lightly leaped away, dodging the kick. But at that moment, Zhao Biao's left fist, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, struck straight at Chen Feng's face.

"Um!"

Chen Feng didn't have time to completely dodge; the fist grazed his temple, causing a sharp pain.

"Fengzi!" Chen Fang wanted to rush over to help, but was stopped by Li Laowu and his men.

"Kid, is that all you've got?" Zhao Biao grinned maliciously, his attacks becoming even more ferocious.

His boxing style lacked any particular method, but its strength lay in its immense power and force; each punch carried the sound of wind, and it was definitely not pleasant to be hit.

Chen Feng fought and retreated, focusing intently on finding his opponent's weakness. Although Zhao Biao was brave, just as he had expected, this man was too impatient, only seeking speed and power in his attacks, completely neglecting defense.

Finally, the opportunity came.

Zhao Biao's powerful punch missed, and his body leaned slightly forward due to inertia. In that instant, Chen Feng moved.