"You..." Zhou Tao widened his eyes, couldn't lift it up in one breath, and actually fainted.

"Young Master!"

Their entourage changed drastically and they shouted.

"Zhou Feng, you... dare you to hurt my young master?" One of the followers stared at Zhou Feng, and his anger rushed to his face, ready to move.

Bang!

Zhou Feng suddenly slapped again, accurately slapped the follower in the face, and shouted suddenly: "What are you? How dare you talk to me like this?"

"This is the Zhou family. I am the master. You are a slave. You dare to deceive the master even if you are a slave! If I don't do your family rules today, you probably don't know how powerful you are."

As he said that, he stepped forward a few steps and greeted the follower.

The entourage had red eyes and wanted to resist and suddenly started to kill.

But he was shocked to find that he could not move, so he could only watch Zhou Feng's slap continuously twitching on his face, screaming.

"And you guys, no one can escape!"

Those who cultivate immortals are proud of themselves and will not be humiliated!

At this moment, Zhou Feng changed his weakness and became extremely strong, invincible, and beat several followers to look for teeth all over the ground, without any power to fight back.

These followers are Zhou Tao's tyrants. They followed Zhou Tao to commit crimes and bullied him a lot in the past.

So, he will return them all now and avenge his life.

A real man should act, and he should avenge his grudges to relax the resentment in his heart.

"Young Master Zhou Feng, please spare me, let me go, we know I was wrong..." Several followers, whose noses were beaten to the point of bruising and began to kneel down and beg for mercy.

They finally realized they were afraid.

No matter how powerful the warriors are, they can't stand it. If they continue to fight, they may be beaten to death.

They are just slaves, and they will die if they are beaten to death. No one will avenge them.

"This is almost the same!"

Zhou Feng's breath was almost out, so he stopped and said, "Come on him quickly and don't dirty my place."

Then, the few people endured the severe pain, lifted Zhou Tao up, and limped away.

When he came, he was proud and proud, but when he left, he was covered in wounds and was in a mess!

Zhou Feng walked to the little maid, stretched out a finger and hooked her chin: "Does it hurt?"

The little maid's tears rolled in her eyes, and her head shaking like a rattle: "It doesn't hurt."

"May I have your name?"

"Fang Ling!"

"Fang Ling? The name is good!" Zhou Feng nodded: "From now on, you will be my personal maid. Whoever dares to hurt you a cold hair will return it ten times."

"Remember, even if the sky falls, don't be afraid!"

Fang Ling cried, moved.

At the age of her childhood, she saw Zhou Feng showing off his might and punishing bad people just now, just like the great hero in the play, she was full of admiration.

The other maids saw Fang Ling gaining Zhou Feng's favor, and were both jealous and envious. They only regretted that they did not bravely stand up and stop Zhou Tao and others just now.

Opportunities are often only in one thought.

If you miss it, you will miss it.

But at this time, the followers carried Zhou Tao back, and Zhou Jianghe happened to be looking for his son.

"Tao'er!"

Zhou Jianghe hurried forward and investigated his son's injuries. He found that he had only suffered a skin injury and was not seriously injured. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he looked angry: "Who was beaten by Tao'er, and what's wrong with you? Say!"

The few people immediately knelt on the ground and told the truth about the future.

After hearing this, Zhou Jianghe's face turned pale: "I actually hid a master in the room. Zhou Yuanshan really attaches great importance to this waste son."

"You guys are not good at protecting the master. Each of them will get ten boards later. Go back and reflect on it."

"Next time I have this opportunity, I will kill that little bastard directly. I will protect you from safety. Even if I can't protect you, I can still let your family enjoy wealth and glory."

A ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

"yes!"

Several people responded.

But Zhou Jianghe didn't know that it was not that they didn't want to kill Zhou Feng, but that they couldn't kill him at all.

If you can't move, how can you kill someone?

Several people dared not say it, otherwise they would definitely be classified as lying, and it would not be a matter of ten boards by then.

cough!

At this moment, Zhou Tao woke up and screamed in pain: "Dad, you must avenge me. That waste dared to hit me. I want him to die..."

"Shut up!"

Zhou Jianghe shouted: "From now on, you are not allowed to go out, just practice honestly!"

When the lights are on, the whole city of Li is beautiful.

Zhou Feng walked out of the Zhou family mansion alone and came to Wanhualou.

Wanhua Tower is the largest brothel in Licheng.

Hero's tomb, gold cave!

Every night, I don’t know how many people are here for fun, drunkenness and dreams.

At this time, in Wanhua Tower, singing, dancing, sheng, and flute, and being intoxicated by luxury.

Countless women with light makeup, charming figure and charming charm stood on the pavilion, making silver bell-like laughs from time to time, which was particularly eye-catching and itchy.

In the hall, countless luxuriously dressed young men sat, enjoying flowers, eating wine, and squandering their squandering spring breeze, and squandering their voluntary style. It was so lively.

The moment Zhou Feng walked into Wanhua Tower, many eyes fell on him.

His magic power was circulating, and his mind was clear. He instantly sensed the eyes of those people one by one. Without checking, he could tell which gaze belonged to which person, what he looked like, and how strong he was.

"Look, isn't that Zhou Feng? How dare you come to Wanhualou?"

"I heard that he stole the Zhou family's ancestral scripture paintings and gave them to the courtesan Mo Ruxue. Why is there nothing wrong?"

"How could it be fine if the treasure such an important ancestral painting is lost? It must be his father Zhou Yuanshan who used his energy to protect him desperately."

"That's true. Zhou Yuanshan is a master at the eighth level of Chongji Realm. He has a high position in the Zhou family and can really save him."

"Oh... It's really a misfortune to the Zhou family."

"Just like him, he still wants to eat swan meat for a toad, and to play Mo Ruxue's idea?"

These comments fell into Zhou Feng's ears without missing a word, but his face remained unchanged and his heart was as calm as water.

If it were the previous life, he would definitely be furious when he heard this and rushed over to settle the score with these people.

But now he doesn't care at all.

Because these people are not on the same level as him.

How could the eagle in the sky be as savage as the ants on the ground?

Disgraceful identity.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Zhou? I haven't been here for a few days. Come in and have a great wine and food to entertain..." At this moment, a slightly harsh voice sounded.

This is the madam from Wanhualou, known as "Sister Hua". She is in her thirties and still has charm.
Chapter completed!