Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 540 Show of Respect

"You didn't expect me to be back, did you, you little b*stard?" The plump woman said arrogantly as her double chin quivered. She pointed at the man next to her and said, "This is Brother Biao, and he's the victor of several of the bloodiest gang fights in Yenching. If you know what's good for you, you'd better fall to your knees and apologize!"

Brother Biao was a man in his forties. He wore a black suit and a thick gold chain around his neck. He looked like he was a mob boss. "You'd better do what she says, young man. I can't guarantee what my men will do to you if you don't."

The hooligans behind Brother Biao waved their steel pipes and machetes. The language that came out of their mouths was unbelievably filthy.

Liu Minglan and Zhou Ying were frightened. Zhou Lie frowned and said, "What's wrong with these people, Feng? Did you get in trouble?"

"They're only a bunch of clowns. Don't worry," Chu Feng said calmly without even looking at them. "Just ignore them."

The plump woman said haughtily, "You'd better fall to your knees and apologize, kid! Oh, and you have to pay me a million dollars in damages too. I might consider sparing your life and breaking only one of your legs. If you don't, I'd break both of your legs and the thing between your legs!"

Brother Biao lit the cigarette in his mouth. "Don't blame us. If there's anyone to blame, you should blame yourself for messing with the wrong person! Get over here and apologize!"

Chu Feng continued to ignore them. He glanced at his wristwatch and mumbled, "He should be here any time soon, right?"

Brother Biao's face went taut. Is he ignoring me? This is as disrespectful as it gets!

"I tried to be nice to you, you b*stard! I'll have to teach you a lesson now!" Brother Biao threw the cigarette away and waved his arm. "Get him!"

The group of hooligans charged toward Chu Feng. The plump woman clapped her hands excitedly, waiting for Chu Feng to be killed.

Screech! A black Rolls-Royce Phantom came over and stopped right next to Chu Feng.

Soon after that, Li Hongtu, dressed in a suit, came out of the car and bowed at Chu Feng.

"I'm sorry I'm late, my savior."

"Is that... Li Hongtu?" Brother Biao was shocked, and his face turned pale. He did not realize the cigarette had burned a hole in his shirt.

As a seasoned gangster, he knew who Li Hongtu was and what he was capable of.

Li Hongtu turned around and shot a glance at Brother Biao and his hooligans.

Their knees went weak, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

They did not expect Li Hongtu to bow at Chu Feng. They were in really big trouble this time!

"Hey, who do you think you are to disturb Brother Biao?" The plump woman pointed a finger at Li Hongtu. "So what if you have a nice car? Don't you know who Brother Biao is?"

"Shut up, b*tch!" Brother Biao roared and slapped the woman's face. He quickly kneeled on the ground and begged for mercy. "I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. Li! We didn't know he was your guest. This is all our fault!" He slapped himself a dozen times. The plump woman almost wet her pants from fear.

Chu Feng led his family to sit in the back seat. He never looked at the hooligans even once.

Li Hongtu waved his hand angrily. "Break their legs and throw them into the sea. I don't care what happens to them after that."

He had no sympathy for idiots like them.

The bodyguards behind him slowly approached Brother Biao and the plump woman, who let out bloodcurdling screams of agony. Chu Feng did not spare any thought for those hooligans. Whatever fate they received was of their own doing.

On the other hand, Li Hongtu apologized to him profusely and prepared many gifts for his family. That made Chu Feng feel awkward.