Squeezing away the crowd, Du Feng stepped directly into the circle, without saying a word, moved to Brother Qiang, and hit him down with a heavy punch.

Brother Qiang's evil smile, full of superiority, instantly condensed into a ball. Du Feng had no defense at all from entering the circle to attacking. He was hit in the head by this punch and fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

The crowd exclaimed, and the four strong men who fists and kicks against the man immediately stopped and looked at Du Feng and Brother Qiang on the ground suspiciously, but were at a loss for a moment.

Brother Qiang reached out to wipe the blood from his forehead, and Du Feng made him stand out with a punch, and he was even stunned for a while.

"What are you doing? How about you!" Brother Qiang was furious and was suddenly exerted by someone. He must have lost his face in front of so many people.

Suddenly he got up, Brother Qiang was like an angry mad dog. Du Feng said nothing and made him even more arrogant. He screamed and waved his fists and hit him.

Du Feng remained still, and there was no pressure to deal with such a person. While he approached, he had his right leg crossed and hit Brother Qiang's cheek with his heavy foot. Brother Qiang's face was deformed and he flew out.

The crowd once again exclaimed, mixed with a lot of cheering sounds.

Yang Junhao walked to Du Feng. In his opinion, Du Feng was a true god.

"Who are you? Why do you come and meddle in my other people's business!" Brother Qiang seemed to realize the other party's strength, and he would never be his opponent alone.

"He told you to give you a few days to give you a grace. You will give you a few more days. If you have to forgive others, you will forgive others. There is no need to let others have no way out!" Yang Junhao said indignantly.

"Oh! A boy with a white and tender face! Are you teaching me a lesson? Don't disgust me! I want my money, what's your fault? What's your relationship with him? Good friends? That's better. Hurry up and help him pay back the money, we'll be over!" Brother Qiang kept making sarcasm, and he was beaten up with such a simple reluctance. Of course, in front of money, money still needs to be put first. It's not too late to send more people to attack them after they pay back the money.

"We don't know him, we just draw our swords to help." Yang Junhao explained immediately.

"I don't recognize the limelight, okay! I like to meddle in other people's business, right?" Brother Qiang hummed while taking out the phone, and soon found a number and dialed it out.

"Hey! Brother Yang, I was beaten up, on the commercial street! Yes! You bring people here quickly, I will be able to watch him, you will definitely not be able to escape!" Brother Qiang was extremely arrogant and gently pressed the hanging button and threw the phone back into his pocket.

"I won't bother with you now, please wait for me! In two minutes, whoever runs away is the one who is the one who is raised by a bitch!" Brother Qiang cursed and pointed at Du Feng's nose and moved up and down.

The onlookers began to gradually fade away without realizing it. The seriousness of a call has an idea in everyone's mind. In two minutes, there will inevitably be an unexpected scene. If the underworld participates, this will be much more difficult.

At this time, they had to sweat for Du Feng. If they were to show off, they would suffer the consequences, and it was inevitable that they would be retaliated against by others.

Du Feng silently stared at Brother Qiang, with a strange smile, and seemed not much panic.

Even though Yang Junhao was nervous about the powerful forces he had not seen yet, Du Feng was by his side, and with him seemed to have the cornerstone of security.

"Uncle Feng, I'll call now and ask someone to help!" Yang Junhao was busy looking for the phone. One call seemed to attract more people, including the young master of the wealthy family, and there were people from both the black and white.

Du Feng stopped him: "Do you want to be scolded by your father or do you want me to be scolded by your father?"

"How could my dad scold you?" Yang Junhao said in confusion.

"If you don't do your job, you will cause trouble. I'll bring you this. Even if your father doesn't do anything to me, I will have no face to see him!" Du Feng said quietly.

"What should I do? If a large group of people comes, how much can you deal with?" Yang Junhao smiled bitterly. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and one person can't deal with a group of people no matter what.

"You leave here now, I will deal with it myself." Du Feng pushed a nudge.

"I? Let's go? What a joke? How can I leave you alone at this time!" Yang Junhao shook his head vigorously.

"If you don't have the ability, you are still pretending to be strong here. That's asking for trouble. Listen to me, don't participate in it no matter what. Let's go!" Du Feng looked firm.

Yang Junhao was hesitant. He knew very well what would happen next. He was a man who was powerless. Even if he practiced Jeet Kune Do, a so-called folk martial arts artist professor, for him for a few years, it was just a fancy move and would not play much role in actual combat.

"Don't hesitate, you won't be able to leave if he hesitates!" Du Feng urged.

Yang Junhao moved, but he didn't walk far away, and immediately walked back.

"Why don't you leave?" Du Feng said angrily.

"Uncle Feng, am I the kind of person who is afraid of death? How can I leave you alone? Even if you are beaten to death today, I will definitely accompany you!" Yang Junhao gritted his teeth hard.

Du Feng looked at his face and nodded secretly. This guy was justified and said that this guy was good.

The crowd gradually dissipated and continued to watch further away. The circle immediately dissipated. On the pedestrian street, several people were clearly visible.

Soon, a large number of people gathered from a fork in the commercial street and rushed towards this direction with great momentum.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and those people held instruments, including rubber sticks and daggers, were black and black, like hell soldiers coming to seize the soul.

Most of the people watching were running away quickly. This momentum was enough to scare anyone's courage. They were blind and had no swords and guns. If they were injured, they would not be able to get it.

The team of nearly seventy or eighty people was approaching and was extremely arrogant.

A middle-aged man with a medium-sized figure in a leather jacket was particularly conspicuous. He rolled his sleeves and the tattoo on his arms was very eye-catching.

Du Feng glanced at him and said that this person's figure was not enough to shock people, not much different from him, but Du Feng still secretly wrote down him.

People with strong means may not be fat people. Real strong people have capable bodies, and such people are the most difficult to deal with.

Brother Qiang immediately covered his head and walked over: "Brother Yang, it's him, he meddled with other people's business and even beat me up!"

Brother Yang nodded, and his face seemed to be like someone owed him how much money. The nodding was very exaggerated, and the streets and alleys were just this kind of face.

"You! Come here!" Brother Yang pointed at Du Feng.

Du Feng walked over slowly without hesitation.

Brother Yang instantly took off his feet and kicked him hard. Du Feng seemed to have no time to dodge. He was hit by this kick and immediately took a few steps back.

"Damn it! Do you like to meddle in other people's business? You don't even look at whose territory this is!" Brother Yang smiled sinisterly. His strength was enough to kick Du Feng over, so Du Feng was considered strong enough in the bottom.

Yang Junhao was immediately stunned. Du Feng was hit by someone and was willing to go to him. Apart from his expression, he didn't seem to want to fight back.

"Get over here! Why do you hide so far?" Brother Yang hooked Du Feng again.

Du Feng seemed a little hesitant, but finally came over.

Brother Yang grabbed his neck suddenly, exerted strength in his hand, pushed his knee hard, and kicked him again.

Du Feng was hit continuously, his body trembled and fell to the ground, and his face was already stained with nosebleed red.

"Uncle Feng!" Yang Junhao was shocked. In front of Brother Yang, Du Feng seemed to have no combat power, and seemed to have no fighting power at all.

Yang Junhao ran over and held Du Feng: "Uncle Feng, what's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Du Feng smiled bitterly and spat a mouthful of blood: "Why don't I let you go? Stay here to suffer with me? You're so stupid!"

"Why don't you fight back?" Yang Junhao felt heartbroken, but he was confused and occupied his whole body.

"I have no motivation to do it anymore. You won't understand some things. The time for fighting and killing has passed. I just want to enjoy an ordinary life! Do you understand?" Du Feng smiled bitterly again.

"Laughing at your mother next door! Get over here quickly!" Brother Yang pointed at his feet and walked across.

The onlookers were already scared. They all knew that the man who was beaten would be doomed today. Brother Yang was not only capable of being powerful but also had a great background. The son of the police station director was very arrogant.

"Uncle Feng, if you said this earlier, I would never be willing to let you come and save people!" Yang Junhao said in shame.

Du Feng is willing to be beaten, there are still such people in this world! He obviously has the ability to fight against him, but he does not fight back!

Du Feng pushed him: "You stay away from you, there is nothing you have to do, there is no need to participate! You have been watching from a distance. I will pay the price for saving people today. I hope you can understand that there are countless people in this world who want to help, and you have no way to save everyone. People are just living for themselves, and there is no need to ask others."

"Damn it! If I count to three, you won't come again. I'll have someone bring you here!" Brother Yang howled angrily.

Du Feng stood up and walked back to Brother Yang slowly.

"Does these two slaps feel comfortable? Hum? Are you very comfortable? Meditation on other people's business? You kid is not old and your brain is not good, right?" Brother Yang raised his hand and slapped Du Feng's forehead. The crisp sound was shocking.

"This kid pretended to be deaf and dumb, and never said a word from beginning to end, just said to that guy!" Brother Qiang pointed to Yang Junhao not far away.

Brother Yang glanced at Yang Junhao, and saw that he was in a very handsome suit and tie, and seemed to be a rich man. He hooked his right hand: "That boy, come here too!"

"You don't care about me. I remind you, what you want to do to him, I will make you die ugly!" Du Feng's cold voice came from under Brother Yang's palm.

Everyone was stunned. Brother Yang stared at the sight of a traitor, not believing that this words would come from a waste.

"Yeah! It's so capable!" Brother Yang swung his fist and made an old fist. Du Feng didn't dodge or dodge and fell to the ground with a muffled voice.

"You're so fucking you here!" Brother Yang hooked up again, and Yang Junhao was hesitant, which made him feel dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!