Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 380

Snap!

At that moment, Chu Feng was moving a piece. He widened his eyes and said, "Bishop to H4. Check!"

The show was about to begin!

The "big shots" that Fang Zhong had summoned had arrived at the scene in ten minutes.

From the size of their cars and the clothes they wore, one could see they were from the top echelon of society.

Those people were shocked when they saw Fang Zhong kneeling on the ground with bleeding knees. They cast their collective gaze on Chu Feng. Many of the young men were beginning to tremble from the immense pressure.

"I am Zhang Tai, chairman of Taifeng Corporation. I'm at your command, Young Master Fang."

"Chen Dou of Jiangbei's Chen family at your service, Young Master Fang!"

"Zhang Zhi, CEO of Xinyuan Energy. Awaiting orders."

"President of Fanghua Property..."

A dozen big shots stood outside the garden gate and swore their allegiance to Fang Zhong. The people from the Tang family gasped for breath.

Each of those bosses led a company worth billions on the stock market. Any single one of them could have made waves throughout Jiangbei whenever they made an appearance. Now that they were all gathered together, they could instantly devour the Tang family if they wanted!

Tang Sisi, Tang Feng, and the other young people had already turned pale.

"You're dead meat now, you b*stard! So what if you're a strong fighter? So what if you're a Martial Arts Grandmaster? The Fang family is the most influential force in Jiangbei, and these people are our family's business partners. As long as I give the command, nowhere in Jiangbei will be safe for you!"

Fang Zhong cackled savagely and yelled at Chu Feng like a maniac. "I'll pay back whatever you did to me to your relatives and friends a hundred times. They will lose everything they have and be exiled from Jiangbei like dogs. Do you understand the trouble you're in now?"

The big bosses standing behind Fang Zhong surveyed the area, their gazes full of condescension and disdain.

Even Tang Weiguo's expression turned grim. "Mr. Chu, those people seem to be out for blood. If they combine their financial forces and attack the Tang family, I don't think we can last for half an hour. I'm happy that you're willing to protect Sisi, but it's time..."

"Checkmate, Old Master Tang," Chu Feng said while resetting the pieces. "You should pay attention to the game. Shall we play one more?"

Tang Weiguo was flabbergasted. Fang Zhong felt extremely humiliated. The people at the scene widened their eyes in shock.

You're still in the mood for games at this time?

"Hmph! Stop pretending and accept your fate!" A pot-bellied man with a receding hairline said. "Play time's over, kid. I've seen so many brats like you putting up a fake show of bravado. You might look unperturbed, but I bet you're this close to wetting your pants. You're not going to salvage any dignity by doing this. Too bad, I want to torture you to death and use your skin as a rug."

He pointed a finger at Chu Feng and grinned. "Why don't you touch your pants and see if it's already wet?"

The big bosses roared with a condescending laughter.

A young man in his twenties not from any prominent family would probably only have a few million to their name at most. Any one of them could easily spend that much money on booze and sex in a night. Chu Feng made his move on the chess board and glanced at the man. "What's your name?"

"F*ck! He doesn't know me? He's a real ignoramus! How did you manage to survive in Jiangling?" The pot-bellied man said smugly. "I am Zhang Tai, the chairman of Taifeng Corporation. Do you know how much money my company makes every year? One billion! Can you imagine how much money that is? You're not going to make one percent of one billion in a hundred years!"