Top-grade Demon Supreme

"Alright, stop wasting time, take him down, and as for this woman, take her with you. I'm going to pop her cherry tonight!"

The bald man's eyes flashed with a sinister glint as he stared at Jiang Mengyao, eager to make his move.

"Stop, what you're doing is illegal, do you understand?"

At that moment, Luo Ling'er charged in front of Jiang Mengyao and glared at the bald man as she shouted.

"Oh, another pretty lady. Not bad, I'm in for a treat tonight. I can enjoy a double flight!"

As the bald man spoke, his rough hand reached out towards Luo Ling'er, almost grabbing her arm in the next second.

Seeing the bald man reaching for his beloved, Shen Hao couldn't say a word, anger filled his eyes but he was helpless.

Bang!

A muffled sound suddenly erupted.

The bald man's body slammed into the LCD screen inside the private room, shattering it.

The scene unfolded too quickly, and everyone present hadn't reacted yet.

The bald man's subordinates and Brother Hao were both stunned.

As for Luo Ling'er, taken aback, she sharply turned her head and saw Chu Feng standing by her side, apparently having just made his move.

"I don't even get a chance for a double flight, and you think you can?"

Chu Feng's eyes flashed with disdain as he looked at the bald man.

"What are you blabbering about?"

Luo Ling'er glared at him irritably, realizing he had intervened out of jealousy to enjoy a double flight.

Jiang Mengyao, Shen Hao, and the others were also shocked, staring at Chu Feng.

They had never expected him to take action.

"Brother Biao!"

At that moment, Brother Hao came to his senses, quickly stepped forward, and helped up the bald man,

who was coughing, with fresh blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, a pained expression in his eyes filled with anger.

"Damn it, kill him for me, chop him up into mincemeat!"

The bald man roared furiously at Chu Feng.

"Go!"

Brother Hao waved his hand, and his group charged towards Chu Feng.

"Be careful!"

Luo Ling'er couldn't help but shout as she watched Chu Feng.

As for Jiang Mengyao and the others, they instinctively closed their eyes, not wanting to witness the subsequent gory scene.

Naturally, they assumed the bloody scene would depict Chu Feng being chopped into mincemeat, given the disparity in numbers.

Bang, bang, bang!!!

Soon, a series of dull thuds resounded, accompanied by cries and groans of pain.

Huh?

The sound puzzled Jiang Mengyao and the others, who then opened their eyes, faces frozen in astounded disbelief.

They saw the group that had charged towards Chu Feng, intending to chop him into mincemeat, scattered on the ground, wailing in pain.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, seemed as if nothing had happened and was standing there.

Luo Ling'er also had her eyes wide open.

As for the bald man and Brother Hao, seeing their dozen subordinates lying on the ground left them completely baffled.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Chu Feng's frightening combat prowess, the bald man's face changed.

"You don't have the right to know who I am. Either leave on your own or I'll make you leave!"

Chu Feng stated coldly, his eyes filled with an icy and disdainful look, as if his opponent was nothing more than an ant in his eyes.

Seeing Chu Feng's arrogant manner, the bald man shouted angrily,

"Kid, don't think that just because you're good at kung fu, you can be so arrogant. My brother is Old Cat, a trusted aide of South City King. You've offended me, and you've offended South City King."

Although the Bald Man was somewhat frightened by Chu Feng's strength, he was not afraid.

He knew that there were many things in the world more powerful than martial prowess, such as background and power.

Standing behind him was one of the three great kings of the Jiangzhou Underground World, the South City King, and he naturally feared nothing.

"Shut up!"

Chu Feng coldly shouted, took a step forward, and swept out another kick, directly hitting the Bald Man and sending his over 220-pound body flying out of the private room.

With a dull thud, a piercing wail also followed.

At that moment, everyone in the room was stunned.

They had completely not expected that this young man, whom they had previously looked down upon, would be so fierce, even daring to strike a follower of the South City King.

"You...."

Brother Hao, seeing the Bald Man kicked flying, his expression darkened as he was about to speak, but he too was kicked out of the room by Chu Feng.

"You're so amazing!"

Luo Ling'er's eyes sparkled as she watched Chu Feng.

She hadn't expected her bodyguard to be more than just for show.

Shen Hao, seeing Luo Ling'er's gaze towards Chu Feng, felt a twinge of jealousy, but soon he scoffed internally.

You've struck South City King's men, kid, you're as good as dead.

In Jiangzhou, those who dare to provoke the South City King have only one fate—death!

"You're just realizing how formidable I am?"

Chu Feng said with a teasing smile to Luo Ling'er.

Luo Ling'er rolled her eyes at Chu Feng.

Jiang Mengyao's eyes held a trace of wonder as she watched Chu Feng.

"Kid, by hitting this follower of Old Cat, you've implicated all of us. South City King won't let this go!"

Shen Hao declared sternly at Chu Feng.

Hearing Shen Hao's words, everyone in the room suddenly came to their senses.

Thinking of the consequences of offending the South City King, their faces turned deathly pale, with a hint of resentment in their eyes towards Chu Feng.

Even Jiang Mengyao and Luo Ling'er looked extremely disturbed.

"What are you afraid of? I was the one who hit them, not you. What's there to worry about!"

Chu Feng said dismissively.

"Are you going to continue playing, or shall we leave?"

Chu Feng said straightforwardly.

"Let's go back!"

Jiang Mengyao said.

The others nodded in agreement.

After such an incident, they couldn't wait to leave.

"Who allowed you to leave?"

Just then, a deep, chilling voice suddenly emanated from outside the room.

A group of men burst in again.

All dressed in uniform black shirts and pants, they were burly, had stern faces, and exuded an aura of grim slaughter that made one's heart skip a beat.

Seeing this group rush in, Jiang Mengyao and the others' faces changed, and they looked extremely tense.

Shortly, a figure entered the room; it was a slightly short, frail man.

He appeared to be in his forties, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his narrow eyes emitted a cold, harsh light, giving off a chilling aura.

It was indeed Old Cat, the owner of the Nightingale and a trusted general of the South City King.

As soon as Old Cat appeared, he emitted a sharp and strong aura that made Jiang Mengyao and the other students tremble.

"Who just hit my brother? Come forward yourself!"

Old Cat said coldly, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses glowing with a daunting chill.