Enemies on sight, jealousy runs deep! Although Ling Feng didn't regard Lin Song as an opponent, how could Lin Song forget the man who brought him pain and humiliation? Because of him, he had laid in bed for half a year, enduring the mockery of the upper circles, and even the alliance with the Chen family had fallen through!

Only a true gentleman could avenge the insults he bore; Lin Song dreamt of killing Ling Feng! And now that he had finally found an opportunity, how could he let it slip by?

The burly men rushed forward at the command, howling.

Just then, a beer bottle came flying from behind Ling Feng, hitting the lead thug squarely on the head.

The bottle shattered, and the thug clutched his head, wailing in pain.

"Are you men or not?" Wang Ling bellowed, the beer bottle just thrown was hers, which surprised Ling Feng immensely.

"We have nearly a hundred people here; are we really afraid of these dozen or so?" Wang Ling roared, "Any real man, come and stand beside me!"

Hearing Wang Ling's words, many men sheepishly lowered their heads. Liang Kai and Liu Fang exchanged a glance, each grabbing a bottle of baijiu, positioning themselves beside Wang Ling: "If you are men, then fight. Don't let a woman look down on you!"

Under their lead, the other dozens of men's eyes turned red as well; they picked up beer bottles, porcelain bowls, and anything else at hand.

At that moment, Zhang Zhaolong's men were intimidated. They were after all only a dozen men, while Ling Feng's side had fifty! The disparity in numbers was just too great.

"Go on, what are you waiting for?" standing back with his arms crossed, Zhang Zhaolong yelled angrily, "They're all just a disorganized mob; once a few are knocked down, the rest will cower. Go on, I'll take the blame if anything happens!"

With Zhang Zhaolong's assurance, the thugs rushed forward with sinister smiles; in their eyes, the people from the marketing department were no threat at all. The only risk was accountability if things escalated too much!

But now, with Young Master Zhang's words, they were free to really go at it!

The thug in the lead swung his wooden club, aiming to knock down a few men from Ling Feng's side first.

However, as they lifted their heads, they felt a numbness in their wrists, and the weapons in their hands clattered down, ironically hitting their own heads.

Liang Kai and the others were confused but they understood one thing: strike while the enemy is weak! Although they didn't know why their opponents had gone crazy, they couldn't miss this golden opportunity!

Thus, Liang Kai and Liu Fang, leading all the men, quickly overpowered the thugs at the forefront. Beer bottles, baijiu bottles, wine bottles, and even large bowls used for soup were thrown at the heads and bodies of the fallen thugs.

"What the fuck! What's happening?" Zhang Zhaolong was stunned; these were supposed to be his father's proud and fierce warriors, how were they brought down by a mob?

What shocked him even more was yet to come; not only were the thugs in the front brought down, but the weapons in the hands of those behind also fell to the ground, one after another, as they were submerged by the surging crowd.

"What... what's going on here?" Zhang Zhaolong felt like he was losing his mind; this was just unscientific!

All of this was naturally Ling Feng's doing. He had simply targeted the assailants' acupoints from afar, numbing their wrists and rendering them unable to exert strength for the time being, which led to them being overrun by the pack of animals from the marketing department.

However, Ling Feng had not anticipated that the seemingly refined white-collar workers, when provoked, could be so explosive. He even saw a few who had already smashed several bottles of wine.

But Ling Feng did not intervene. This group of delinquents looked like they deserved a beating, and after all, his colleagues weren't going to kill anyone, at most make them lie in bed for ten days to half a month!

"Alright, now it's our turn!" Ling Feng clapped his hands, smiling as he looked at Zhang Zhaolong, Lin Song, and Feng Qi.

The three involuntarily shivered, the smile on Ling Feng's face appearing as terrifying as the Devil's in their eyes!

"Don't you come over!" Zhang Zhaolong said sternly, "Do you know who we are? I'll tell you, you're in big trouble! Behind me is…"

"The son of Secretary Lin, right?" Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, "I know. And you might not be aware that I broke his two legs before. But now they seem to be healing quite nicely!"

Speaking of which, Ling Feng looked at Lin Song with a smile, "Lin Song, what should I say to you? You managed to get Continuous Ointment from Heavenly Medical Hospital. Shouldn't you be staying at home resting, instead of running around? What if you encounter an accident? Will you have Continuous Ointment to mend your bones again?"

Lin Song's eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth, "Ling Feng, are you planning to break my legs again?"

Ling Feng shook his head, "Of course not, I wouldn't be so foolish. After all, you are Secretary Lin's son. I must give Secretary Lin some respect, shouldn't I? However… since Secretary Lin doesn't have time to educate his own child, I'll do it for him!"

"Ling Feng, you wouldn't dare!" Lin Song said through clenched teeth, "If you dare touch a hair on my head…"

"Then what?" Ling Feng said with a smile, "Haven't you realized yet? The things you rely on can't touch me at all! Even if I break your legs again, no one will hold me responsible. Do you believe that?"

Lin Song turned pale, realizing that Ling Feng's words were likely true! Otherwise, given his father's temperament, it would have been impossible to act as if nothing had happened.

Ling Feng turned towards Zhang Zhaolong, "I don't care who you are. Now I'm giving you two choices, either you slap Lin Song twice to teach him a lesson about how to be a person for me, or I'll break your legs, and consider it your punishment on behalf of Lin Song. How about that?"

Zhang Zhaolong's body trembled. From the conversation between Ling Feng and Lin Song, he realized that the calm man in front of him probably had much more powerful backing than Lin Song!

Zhang Zhaolong felt bitter in his heart. He initially intended to flatter Lin Song, but he hadn't expected to offend someone stronger than Lin Song. How did this happen!

Slap Lin Song twice? This was absolutely unthinkable for Zhang Zhaolong. Scions of powerful families value their reputation, and if he slapped Lin Song today, tomorrow Lin Song would make his life miserable, even implicating the entire Zhang family.

But having his own legs broken in place of Lin Song? This was even less acceptable to Zhang Zhaolong. Who would willingly become disabled for life when he had a bright future ahead to enjoy?

As Zhang Zhaolong hesitated, Ling Feng chuckled lightly, "Well then, since you can't make up your mind, I'll make the choice for you!"

Saying so, Ling Feng approached Lin Song and extended his hand, slapping Lin Song's face with a smack.

A red Palm Print appeared instantly on Lin Song's left cheek. He glared furiously at Ling Feng, squeezing out a few words between his teeth, "Ling Feng! How dare you humiliate me like this?"

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