Urban Divine Mercenary/C14 After the Fight It Was Time to Call It a Day
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C14 After the Fight It Was Time to Call It a Day

Chu Fei went straight to the third floor of the dilapidated building.

Along the way, he didn't see anyone.

This "company" even had security guards in the security room playing Landlord all day long. There weren't many people wandering around the company. Chu Fei was speechless. This was a typical leather company.

After reaching the third floor, there was a front desk.

One. She was wearing a shirt, and a woman in her 30s was standing at the front desk.

"Hello, what are you doing?" Seeing Chu Fei, the woman put down her phone and asked.

"Looking for someone." Chu Fei said faintly.

"Looking for who?" The woman asked again.

"Tong Liang." Chu Fei said.

"Brother Liang is not here." The woman waved at Chu Fei impatiently, looking like she was chasing him away. "Go, go, go, go."

"Get lost!" Chu Fei was unhappy and roared at the woman.

After that, Chu Fei rushed into the door without looking back.

"You, you, you, don't go in." The woman suddenly rushed towards Chu Fei and stopped him.

"Get lost!" Chu Fei did not want to hit the woman, so he had no choice but to push the woman hard with his palm.

The woman fell to the ground and shouted, "Brother Liang, someone is causing trouble."

Hmph, cousin, you even said that Tong Liang wasn't here, so you called him over?

Chu Fei had already rushed into the door.

Inside, there was an empty and abandoned workshop. A large smell of mold and oil filled the air. There were a few sporadic machines that were covered in rust. Obviously, this workshop had not been in production for a long time.

"Who the f * ck is causing trouble?"

Suddenly, a door opened from the edge of the workshop. A group of people rushed out.

The man at the front was in his forties, wearing a singlet and a pair of big pants. He had a face full of flesh and blood, and his eyes were like copper bells. His face was ferocious and murderous.

Behind this man, there were more than ten people.

These people were all dressed in blue workwear. A few of them held iron rods and barbells in their hands, and even those who didn't hold anything were rubbing their fists and preparing to fight.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense.

"Brother Liang, let me be this kid..."

One of the youths holding a metal rod said to the man with a rolling knife.

"Mm, anyone who trespasses into our forbidden area must die. Do as you see fit!" Rolling Saber Meat nodded his head, looking relaxed and at ease. He took out a cigarette and lit it himself. The smoke slipped away from his fingertip. He did not take Chu Fei seriously at all. Chu Fei was alone, and they were a group of people. This advantage... It was too obvious.

"Kid, come out and face your death!" The young man holding the metal rod stepped forward and placed the metal rod on the ground, making a clanging sound with the cement floor.

The young man looked at Chu Fei with a mocking expression.

"Get lost!" Chu Fei shouted coldly.

"Damn it, you are still pretending." The young man was furious. He wanted to show off his power in front of Chu Fei.

"Get lost." Chu Fei cursed again.

"Haha, Qing Zi, this kid is a little awesome!" Someone in the crowd said. These words ignited the anger of the youth holding the iron rod.

"F * ck you! Go to hell!" The youth waved the iron stick in his hand and lunged at Chu Fei. The iron stick fell from the sky and smashed towards Chu Fei.

Chu Fei didn't move at all.

The young man grinned. Kid, if you pretend, you will be struck by lightning.

All of a sudden, the young man felt that the iron rod could no longer move forward.

At some point in time, the other end of the iron rod had already been grabbed by Chu Fei.

"When did this kid attack?" The young man was shocked. His speed wasn't slow at all. How did this kid catch his iron rod?

"You want to fight me with this little ability of yours?" Chu Fei said in a flat tone, full of disdain and ridicule.

The young man's face was pale, and he was twitching.

The iron rod did not move at all. Chu Fei's index and middle fingers were tightly clamped, like a hard iron clamp.

The young man was sweating profusely, and his heart was filled with shock.

This kid's strength was so strong. He used all of his strength, but he was unable to move his opponent's two fingers.

The young man once again used all of his strength.

Suddenly, Chu Fei let go of his hand.

"Bang!" The young man lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hahaha, Qing Zi, you've met a tough opponent."

The young man's expression was too ugly.

He stood up and pounced towards Chu Fei once again.

"Get lost!" Chu Fei swung his tail and sent the young man flying with a kick.

The whole place was silent.

The other young men were about to give it a try.

Rolling Saber raised his hand and stopped everyone. He looked at Chu Fei and said, "Brother, you have great skills. What brings you to my territory?"

"You are Tong Liang?" Chu Fei asked coldly.

Tong Liang felt a cold air coming towards him. His body tensed up and he said seriously, "I am Tong Liang."

"Alright, return the money quickly." Chu Fei said.

"Money? What money? Do we know each other? Did I borrow money from you?" Tong Liang started to play dumb.

"Your company owes the Blue Sky Group five hundred thousand yuan. Hurry up and give it to me." Chu Fei said.

"Oh, so you were sent by the Blue Sky Group to collect the debt." Tong Liang suddenly understood. His first impression was that Chu Fei was a member of the debt collection company.

"Yes, I am here to collect the debt. Hurry up and return the money. My time is very precious. I don't want to waste my life here." Chu Fei said faintly.

Tong Liang was stunned.

This kid's tone was really arrogant.

Did he think that he could do whatever he wanted here just because he had great strength?

"Kid, why don't you ask around? The money has already fallen into my hands. Is it really that easy to spit it out?" Tong Liang laughed and said.

"That's right. Kid, you are too pretentious."

"I have never seen someone who is so pretentious. Do you think we can't do anything to you after you beat Qing Zi down?"

Tong Liang's subordinates also started talking at the same time.

"All of you, attack together. I'll beat all of you down so that I can bring the money and leave." Chu Fei sneered and said faintly.

Tong Liang pouted and said, "All of you, attack together and kill him."

Since you are courting death, I will fulfill your wish.

The 'kill him' that Tong Liang spoke of was not a joke or a catchphrase. Tong Liang was a man whose hands had been stained with blood. He was a rogue who had to bear several lives.

A dozen young men, regardless of whether they had weapons or not, rushed towards Chu Fei at the same time.

"Perfect timing." Chu Fei was bold and forthright. Like a lion, he rushed towards the dozen young men. His body was like an afterimage, but also like a whirlwind. It dazzled Tong Liang and the group of young men.

Chu Fei's hand reached out like a spirit snake.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Straight punch, swing punch, hook punch, horizontal kick and side kick, somersault kick.

Chu Fei's hands and feet were like sharp weapons as they passed through.

Wherever Chu Fei's punches and kicks landed, it was either a broken hand or a broken leg. There were even two young men whose eyeballs were crushed by Chu Fei.

In a flash, in a short ten seconds, the ground was filled with people.

All of them were Tong Liang's men. They kept wailing on the ground.

One of them was seriously injured by Chu Fei's kick just now. The egg was broken, and the young man fainted on the spot from the pain.

Chu Fei clapped his hands and grinned at Tong Liang. He said lightly, "I'm done. Let's call it a day. Tong Liang, it's time to return the money."

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