Ren Feng stood up, his expression calm: "I come when I want, leave when I want, why should I listen to your arrangements?"

Besides, he really had no interest in playing along with Song Ziwu and the others. In his eyes, this so-called Suhang Four Young Masters had seen nothing, just playing petty games.

"Are you scared? Honestly admitting it is not a shame." The man continued to mock.

"Why should I be scared? I walk right up to you now, and you still can't do anything to me." Ren Feng calmly headed towards the outside.

"Hey, you're not allowed to leave." The man panicked.

"Why can't I leave?"

The man was at a loss for words; he couldn't possibly tell Ren Feng that his lackeys hadn't arrived yet, so he should obediently wait until they came to beat him up before he could leave?

Ren Feng's lips curved into a slight smile: "Do you think I am waiting for your people to arrive to beat me up?"

"So what if it is?" the man said coldly.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Why should I wait for your people to all get here?" Ren Feng sneered, "Since you won't let me go, let's do this now, should I take all of you on at once? If you're afraid you can't beat me, you can include those women too."

Ren Feng gestured mockingly at the women mixed in with Song Ziwu's group.

"Damn it!" the man's expression turned cold, as he clenched his fist and charged at Ren Feng!

Bam!

Yet, everyone around only saw Ren Feng standing there seemingly unmoved, while the person who charged at him had already flown backward at a faster speed, lying at Song Ziwu's feet, clutching his stomach, face contorted with pain.

The faces of the people around changed, and Song Ziwu's expression grew grim.

This guy is indeed a bit tricky, but Jun should be able to handle him, right?

Jiang Xiangwen smiled wryly. Okay, it actually turned into a fight now; he could only stand by without getting involved or else it might drag the Jiang Family into it.

Everyone looked at Ren Feng, and there seemed to be a gleam in Jiang Moshu's beautiful eyes, though no one knew what she was thinking.

Just at this moment, two people walked in through the entrance.

"Yo, what's going on today? So lively?"

Everyone looked over, and upon seeing, their expressions changed.

It was Cheng Fei and Yang Rui, but Yang Rui's face was bandaged and looked bruised and swollen.

Behind the two of them were several men in suits.

"It's Cheng Fei and Yang Rui, they've come too?"

"Now the Suhang Four Young Masters are all here, oh my god!"

The people around were a bit shocked; they didn't expect these two to come too. Could it be they came for Ren Feng as well?

The one who spoke was a handsome man in a black suit and white shirt, standing straight and exuding an extremely composed aura, always with a faint, elusive smile on his face, appearing very confident.

Leader of the Suhang Four Young Masters, Cheng Fei.

Yang Rui said coldly, "How can you think of leaving just as you arrive? We Four Young Masters haven't properly entertained you yet, wouldn't it ruin our reputation if you leave?"

"Entertainment?" Ren Feng laughed, "That won't be necessary, Mr. Yang, no need to be so polite, you don't have to hurry to repay the hospitality I gave you just now."

Upon Ren Feng's words, Yang Rui's face twisted a bit, and he snorted coldly.

Cheng Fei's expression remained calm, his gaze fixed on Ren Feng: "I heard our Mr. Yang was bullied by an outsider, he even called me specifically. But it turns out, you are quite something, offending Mr. Song too. Xiangwen, did this kid offend you?"

Jiang Xiangwen, standing by, smiled wryly and shook his head; now this matter was completely out of his hands.

However, he still had to greet them, so Jiang Xiangwen walked up.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Yang."

Cheng Fei nodded, then turned his gaze back to Ren Feng, the smile on his face not fading.

"At first, I didn't know who this brat was, daring to be so ignorant. Now it seems, it must be you, right?"

Cheng Fei's gaze sharply focused on Ren Feng.

"It's me." Ren Feng pointed to his own nose, smiling brightly.

The Suhang Four Young Masters? Truly a joke, thinking of teaming up to step on me?

If they truly angered me, I'll make you disappear from today on.

Ren Feng looked at Cheng Fei with a calm expression, and Cheng Fei looked back at him.

"Who are you?" Cheng Fei asked indifferently, his eyes sharply fixed on Ren Feng's face.

"I am Ren Feng."

"Ren Feng? What's your background?"

Cheng Fei furrowed his brows.

"Whatever his background is, I want him not to leave this club today!" Yang Rui said with a cold face, "Whatever he did to me, I'll repay a hundredfold."

Ren Feng still maintained a calm expression, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't have that chance."

Yang Rui harbored an intense hatred for Ren Feng, and so did Song Ziwu; he wished to wait until Jun arrived and just have him go straight for the kill.

Cheng Fei still had a smile on his face, speaking calmly: "What exactly happened just now, can someone tell me?"

Song Ziwu came up and recounted the earlier incident.

"All garbage?" Cheng Fei seemed to be smiling, but there was also a chill in his eyes, "You're too arrogant, you should know that sometimes arrogance is a path to death."

"That's my business." Ren Feng said lightly, "Can you hurry up? I am pressed for time; if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Yang Rui's face turned livid: "Mr. Cheng, this face shouldn't be lost."

Indeed, Ren Feng seemed to completely ignore them, trampling all over their pride.

Jiang Xiangwen initially wanted to say a few words, but at this very moment, outside the club, several white minivans sped over.

Then, with a loud clatter, the van doors were pushed open from inside, and a group of brawny men holding steel bars and machetes jumped out.

Among these people, there was a man wearing a teal green hat. The man's temples bulged, his eyes gleaming sharply, clearly a seasoned fighter.

Lu Jun, nicknamed Brother Jun, the top expert in the gang, considered the top fighter in Suhang in the open; his strength was terrifyingly formidable.

At a minimum, no one had lasted ten moves under him.

Seeing Brother Jun arrive, Song Ziwu laughed heartily, eyes filled with murderous intent, using this excuse to kill Ren Feng right here.

Unfortunately, the organization hadn't informed the Song Family of Ren Feng's details. In their own findings, Ren Feng was still just Xia Wenxue's bodyguard.

Brother Jun's face was indifferent, leading the group over.

"Where's Xiaoyong?"

Brother Jun asked.

"Injured." Song Ziwu pointed to the ground.

Brother Jun frowned, his face instantly turning grim, signaling the nearby men to help Xiaoyong up.

"Who did it?"

Brother Jun's voice was like snowflakes in a winter's sky, devoid of any emotion, chilling those around to the core.

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