Zhang Cheng laughed and threw a punch at Chu Feng. He was imagining that Chu Feng would beg for mercy after getting hit.
However, Chu Feng stopped him. He placed his hand on Zhang Cheng’s head and squeezed hard.
Bam!
Like a watermelon bursting, blood splattered on Jang Wei's face.
A headless corpse fell to the ground.
"Mr. Zhang’s head exploded!"
"Holy sh*t!"
They were scared out of their wits. They had not expected that Chu Feng would dare to kill.
"I'm not in a bad mood today. If you don't want to die, get lost immediately." Chu Feng did not even glance at Zhang Cheng, who had fallen to the ground.
The crowd quickly fled for their lives and left Jang Wei alone.
Jang Wei was terrified. He picked up a kitchen knife and stepped back.
"Don't come near me. I'm warning you; my dad is Jang Tiansheng. If you dare to touch me, my dad will ruin your family. That cripple asked you to avenge him, right? I can compensate for the medical expenses; I can give him millions…”
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