Chapter 11: Wanhao Casino

The two lackeys in black suits were immediately amused by Lin Feng's words.

The two of them looked Lin Feng up and down, a hint of sinister intent flashing in their eyes.

"Kid, you don't look very old; just kneel down, apologize, and get lost!"

The black-clad thug didn't want to resort to violence; the cops had been checking strictly lately, and if he accidentally caused a scene, he was afraid it would lead to more trouble.

Bang!

Who would have thought that as soon as the words left his mouth, a gust of palm wind struck, and the man in black flew straight out, crashing into the counter and smashing it to pieces.

"I don't want to say this a second time!"

"Tell Chen Feihu to get out here and see me!"

This action caused the eyelids of everyone in the casino to twitch wildly in shock.

Damn it!

This was Wanhao Casino, the largest and most profitable casino under Chen Feihu's control.

No one had ever dared to cause trouble at Wanhao Casino; even the Jiangbei City security team didn't dare to come and seal the place, for fear of angering Chen Feihu.

Unexpectedly, a tough nut had arrived today, actually daring to wreck the place at Wanhao Casino.

"Could this kid be from the Hesheng Hall next door?"

Hesheng Hall was one of the two major underground forces in Jiangbei, equal in strength to the Qilin Gang, and these two gangs were hostile to each other.

The two factions often fought over territory and had long been at irreconcilable odds.

"Impossible, how old is this kid?"

"He looks like a college student!"

"Besides, even if Hesheng Hall wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't dare do it at Chen Feihu's Wanhao Casino!"

The crowd speculated about Lin Feng's identity one after another.

Clatter, clatter, clatter!

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from the corridor inside, and then over a dozen burly men in black were seen walking over aggressively.

"Damn it! Where did this little bastard come from, daring to cause trouble in my Wanhao Casino!"

"You're courting death!"

The leading burly man rushed over in a dash, stretched out his fist, and slammed it fiercely toward Lin Feng's face.

But, swish, Lin Feng tilted his body, easily dodging the attack, then picked up an ashtray nearby and smashed it violently into the man's temple.

"You!!!"

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the black-clad burly man was knocked unconscious on the spot, his life or death unknown.

What a ruthless kid; these methods were even fiercer than their boss, Chen Feihu.

Lin Feng stomped his foot, and the surging blood and Qi within his body, like a raging wave, directly sent the dozen or so black-clad burly men in front of him flying.

Damn!!!

How is this kid so powerful?

Is he here to find Chen Feihu?

When did Chen Feihu anger such a fierce god?

Seeing this scene, the surrounding gamblers were all so scared that they scattered and fled; in the blink of an eye, only a group of Qilin Gang lackeys and thugs remained in the entire casino.

Just then, the door to the innermost private room of the casino was opened.

Following that, a man wearing a trench coat, with his arm around a woman and his hair styled in a pompadour, walked out slowly.

Several lackeys scrambled to their feet: "Tiger Lord... this kid is too powerful!"

"We are no match for him!"

"A bunch of trash!"

Chen Feihu raised his head, his fierce gaze fixed directly on Lin Feng.

The buttons of his shirt were undone, and a knife scar over ten centimeters long was strikingly visible.

However, when he saw Lin Feng's face clearly, the corners of his mouth suddenly broke into a wild laugh.

"So you are Lin Feng; Wang Fugui said you've learned some Martial Dao these past few years!"

"I didn't expect you to be this powerful!"

"You have a bit of my shadow from back in the day!"

Chen Feihu looked at Lin Feng with a sense of appreciation.

"You are Chen Feihu?" Lin Feng frowned deeply.

"Little bastard, now that you've seen Tiger Lord, why haven't you knelt down yet!"

Standing on Chen Feihu's left and right were two burly men nearly two meters tall; looking closely, the internal energy (Gang Qi) was leaking from their bodies.

They were clearly two Earth Realm Martial Artists, and the Chen Feihu in front of him was significantly stronger than these two.

At the very least, he had one foot stepped into the Heaven Realm; to be able to reach such strength in a small city like Jiangbei.

One has to admit that Chen Feihu has some skill.

However, that is all!

"That's right!"

"You're the one I'm looking for!" Lin Feng sneered.

Boom! His body shot out like a rocket.

"Get him, break this kid's legs!"

Chen Feihu was not afraid at all; that Lin Feng actually dared to come to his home base to court death saved him the trouble of having to catch him.

"Kid, don't think that just because you've learned a little kung fu, you can do whatever you want!"

"There are too many experts in this world!"

He had spent thirty years of bitter cultivation to reach his current strength.

Chen Feihu was too lazy to even make a move himself; letting his two right-hand men deal with Lin Feng was already doing him a favor.

Who would have expected that in the blink of an eye, thud, thud, two muffled sounds came through.

The bodies of those two Earth Realm Martial Artists flew out like kites with their strings cut.

"You, you are an expert of the Heaven Realm?"

"How is that possible?"

A Heaven Realm powerhouse in his early twenties, so young, had never appeared in the entire Jiangbei.

The two burly men in black lay on the ground, spitting blood, their eyes devoid of the arrogance they had just moments ago, replaced only by terror.

In a single encounter, Lin Feng had defeated them using only one hand, while his other hand had remained behind his back the entire time.

Chen Feihu's eyelids twitched violently.

The smile on his face gradually vanished, replaced by a gloomy expression.

"You are Chen Feihu, right?"

"Was it you who ordered your subordinates to seize my sister?" Lin Feng walked toward Chen Feihu unhurriedly.

Looking at the cold expression on Lin Feng's face, Chen Feihu's expression shifted.

"Lin Feng, I admit your strength has exceeded my expectations!"

"How about this, I will give you a chance to join my Qilin Gang, and I can put in a good word for you before the gang leader!"

"At the very least, I can give you the position of a Hall Master; by then, you will be on equal footing with me!"

"How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding lackeys all looked at Lin Feng with envy.

A Hall Master of the Qilin Gang was not a position just anyone could hold.

In its prime, the Qilin Gang had assets in the billions, even surpassing some first-class families in Jiangbei.

As long as one could sit in the position of Hall Master, money, beauties, and glory would be within reach, and even the wealthy families of Jiangbei would have to show some respect.

This kid really hit the jackpot to be favored by Tiger Lord.

Chen Feihu smirked; Lin Feng's strength was not inferior to his own, though he did not know how this kid had become so powerful.

But clashing with him head-on now was clearly not a wise move.

It would be better to stabilize this kid for now, then find a way to deal with him, or simply notify those mysterious people to handle Lin Feng.

Chen Feihu was still calculating his own little scheme, unaware that a wave of frantic killing intent was boiling in the depths of Lin Feng's heart.

The next second, that killing intent condensed into substance and instantly descended upon Chen Feihu's head.

"Heh!"

"What kind of thing are you, to be worthy of being on equal footing with me?"

With a booming explosion, Lin Feng instantly flashed in front of Chen Feihu, his violent Internal Energy descending like a great mountain, pressing down on Chen Feihu until he could not breathe.

Why was this kid's aura so terrifying?

Chen Feihu was completely dumbfounded!

Lin Feng pressed a palm onto Chen Feihu's shoulder; the formidable force crushed his shoulder instantly, and Chen Feihu's body knelt down heavily.

His knees smashed a large pit into the concrete floor, sinking deep into it.