"Ha." Chen Feiyu chuckled and said, "Then just watch and see how I teach them to vent their anger on your behalf."

Listening to Chen Feiyu's confident words, Wang Anlong's laughter stopped suddenly, his face became gloomy, and he said: "Wu Haijun, teach this kid a lesson and let him know who owns this Mingfeng City!"

"Boy, since you are so arrogant, do you dare to make a gesture with us?"

Wu Haijun led three security guards to the center of the office and gave Chen Feiyu a provocative look.

Chen Feiyu said nothing. Under Sister Tao's nervous and worried eyes, he strolled across to Wu Haijun and others.

Han Hui smiled contemptuously. She had seen Wu Haijun fight against others. His indomitable momentum was like a demon descending from the earth. He was simply unstoppable. How could Chen Feiyu, who looked delicate and frail, be Wu Haijun's opponent?

"You three, go ahead and teach him a lesson!"

Chen Feiyu, a mere Chen Feiyu, was not worthy of Wu Haijun's personal action. With his order, the three security guards next to him rushed towards Chen Feiyu with their claws and teeth bared.

"The clown."

A trace of contempt flashed in Chen Feiyu's eyes. He took two steps forward and threw three punches in an instant. The second punch came first, hitting the three security guards almost at the same time, sending all three of them flying away.

The ground hit the office wall, knocking down a valuable oil painting hanging on the wall.

This is only because Chen Feiyu used less than 10% of his strength, otherwise these three people would have died suddenly on the spot.

The smiles on the lips of Wang Anlong, Wu Haijun and others suddenly stiffened, and then they all exclaimed, Chen Feiyu's agility was completely beyond their imagination.

Tang Qianqian and Sister Tao were pleasantly surprised. It seemed that Mr. Chen was indeed very powerful!

"It turns out that I'm still a practicing practitioner, and I actually misjudged it. No wonder I dared to come to the Starlight Media Building to cause trouble." Wu Haijun moved his wrists, making a "crack-crack" joint sound, and sneered: "But no matter how powerful you are, you are not me.

Defeat the enemy with one punch!"

Chen Feiyu put one hand behind his back and said nothing. He was just an ant in the "early stage of Tongyou" and had no right to scream at him.

Wu Haijun felt that he was completely ignored by Chen Feiyu, and he was extremely angry and said viciously: "Boy, you are going to die!"

He shouted loudly, made fists with both hands, and rushed towards Chen Feiyu. Although he was tall and tall, he was still very fast. He even brought up a wisp of wind from the fist, and even the file papers on Wang Anlong's desk were blown randomly by the wind.

stand up.

Wang Anlong laughed proudly. With such a fierce punch, Chen Feiyu, no matter how agile he was, could not withstand it!

Sister Tao and Tang Qianqian were so nervous that they didn't dare to take a breath.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Haijun rushed in front of Chen Feiyu, held a fist as big as a sandbag, and quickly hit Chen Feiyu on the head!

This punch was so powerful and heavy that if he really hit it, he would probably kill someone directly!

Seeing that the fist was about to hit Chen Feiyu's head, Wu Haijun's eyes already flashed with bloodthirsty light.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu moved.

He stretched out a hand lightly, his fingers were long and white, and he looked very delicate, but he easily blocked Wu Haijun's fist.

Wu Haijun's expression suddenly changed. He felt as if there was a towering mountain in front of his fist. Even if he tried his best, he could not make an inch forward.

This... what on earth is going on? Could it be that the handsome Chen Feiyu in front of him has the strength to completely crush him?

Just when Wu Haijun was shocked, frightened and in disbelief, Chen Feiyu suddenly moved and exerted a slight force on his right hand. Wu Haijun felt a huge force like the waves of the sea coming from Chen Feiyu's hand, completely submerging him.

The next moment, with a "pop" sound, Wu Haijun vomited blood and involuntarily flew backwards, hitting the wall hard, causing dense cracks in the thick wall, like a spider web, which looked shocking.

Wang Anlong's proud smile immediately hardened on his face, and he exclaimed: "This...how is this possible? Wu Haijun is a proud disciple of the Vajra Sect. He is extremely powerful. How can he be knocked unconscious so easily?"
Chapter completed!