Chapter 325: Don't Be Too Arrogant

Slap!

A crisp slapping sound rang out, and along with it came the pig-like shriek of the yellow-haired youth.

One could see the yellow-haired youth sent flying backward by Lin Feng's slap, landing on the floor like a rag doll; his mouth was full of blood, and broken teeth even flew out from his mouth.

"You all heard it; he was the one who asked me to hit him, so I hit him. It's the first time I've heard such a strange request, and I couldn't help but satisfy him," Lin Feng said with a shrug.

Perhaps not expecting that Lin Feng would actually make a move, and so suddenly at that, the Black Dragon Society thugs in the living room were all stunned.

That fellow with the yellow hair clutched his already highly swollen face and shouted in grief and indignation: "What are you all still dazed for? Don't you see I've been hit? All of you, get him!"

The yellow-haired man's shout finally brought these Black Dragon Society thugs to their senses, and then they all rushed toward Lin Feng, waving their fists and striking at Lin Feng from every angle.

Chen Huili, sitting on the floor, was so frightened that her face turned pale, and Chen Yilin's heart was in her throat.

Although the mother and daughter knew that Lin Feng was a Martial Artist, and a very, very powerful one at that, they had never seen Lin Feng make a move with their own eyes, so they were still very afraid, fearing that Lin Feng would not be able to defeat this group of people.

After all, if Lin Feng were to lose to these people, the mother and daughter would certainly not have a good end either.

But just at this moment, Lin Feng's body suddenly gave a jolt.

A powerful wave of True Qi immediately spread out from his body, like an invisible air hammer, directly shaking all the rushing Black Dragon Society thugs so that they flew backward.

The sound of thuds rang out more than a dozen times, and these dozen or so Black Dragon Society thugs all fell painfully onto the floor, with not a single one able to crawl back up.

"It hurts so much, my hand is broken..."

"My ribs are broken..."

"Brother Huang, this guy is not an ordinary person, he is a Martial Artist!"

"That's right, Brother Huang, we are no match for him, hurry up and call for reinforcements!"

These Black Dragon Society thugs all said in pain, while Chen Huili and Chen Yilin were happy to the extreme.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Chen Yilin ran quickly to Chen Huili, helped her up from the floor, and asked with concern.

Chen Huili touched her burning cheek and said, "I'm fine, I just took a few slaps."

"That's good, that's good," Chen Yilin let out a long breath.

Chen Huili glanced at Lin Feng, who was standing there calmly with his right hand even tucked into his trouser pocket, and then whispered, "This Lin Feng is really too powerful; his hands didn't even move, and those guys all flew backward."

"Of course, Brother Lin is a Martial Artist, I told you that before, did you forget?" Chen Yilin said with a smile, the expression on her face even a little proud.

After all, she was Lin Feng's woman, and now that Lin Feng was showing such powerful strength, she naturally felt that she had glory on her face!

"How much money do you owe the Black Dragon Society?" Lin Feng asked.

Chen Yilin said without hesitation, "My father originally borrowed a total of five million from the Black Dragon Society's leader, Li Heilong. My mother sold the house, the car, and all other valuable items, and finally managed to scrape together five million to pay Li Heilong back."

"But Li Heilong said we only paid back the principal, the interest hadn't been paid yet, and the interest amounted to three million!"

Lin Feng said meaningfully, "Five million in principal, three million in interest? That's a high interest rate."

"The Black Dragon Society is bullying people too much!" Chen Yilin said indignantly.

Lin Feng then strode to the front of the yellow-haired man, looked down at him from above, and asked, "What else do you have to say now, kid?"

The yellow-haired man looked at Lin Feng with great fear, but shouted, "No wonder you are so arrogant; you knew we were from the Black Dragon Society yet you dared to go against us and back this mother and daughter—so you are a Martial Artist!"

"But don't get too smug, our Black Dragon Society has Martial Artists too! Our boss has a total of three Martial Artist subordinates, and they are all Martial Arts Experts!"

Lin Feng sneered, "Three Martial Arts Experts? How terrifying, I'm almost scared to the point of wetting myself."

This yellow-haired man could of course hear the mockery hidden in Lin Feng's words, so he gritted his teeth and said, "If you have the guts, don't run. I'm reporting the situation here to our boss right now, and he will bring those three Martial Arts Experts over to find you immediately!"

"Fine, I won't run, feel free to call your people," Lin Feng said.

"You're really letting me call people?" the yellow-haired man asked in shock.

The yellow-haired man had originally thought that Lin Feng would not give him the chance to make a phone call to summon help, so this result greatly exceeded his expectations.

Chen Huili was also a bit confused and said, "Mr. Lin, how can you let this guy call for people? What if..."

"There are no 'what ifs'."

Lin Feng waved his hand and continued, "Besides, since I've come to your house, I naturally have to solve this matter once and for all. Otherwise, if you are troubled by the Black Dragon Society again in the future, would I have to come over to help you again? I'm not that free."

Chen Huili finally understood Lin Feng's meaning and said no more.

The yellow-haired man finished his call quickly, and ten minutes passed in a flash.

A flurry of messy footsteps came from outside, and the yellow-haired man was overjoyed: "Kid, our boss has arrived, you're definitely finished now!"

"Don't speak so soon; it's not certain who is finished," Lin Feng said playfully.

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, a large group of people burst in from outside, led by a tall and sturdy middle-aged man wearing only a black suit jacket on his upper body.

Moreover, this man deliberately left the buttons undone, so the lapels of the suit were open, revealing his solid, bronze-colored chest, and the black dragon tattoo on his left chest was completely exposed to the air, looking very fierce.

It went without saying that this middle-aged man was the leader of the Black Dragon Society, or rather, the boss—Li Heilong.

And the three men following behind Li Heilong all had a faint wave of True Qi emanating from their bodies; they were naturally the Martial Arts Experts the yellow-haired man had just mentioned.

As for the dozen or so suit-wearing thugs further behind, they were not even worth mentioning; Lin Feng didn't even have the interest to glance at them.

"Huangmao, who hit you?" Li Heilong asked, spraying spit as soon as he entered the living room.

The yellow-haired man immediately raised his right hand, pointed at Lin Feng, and shouted, "Boss, it was this guy who hit us, he is a Martial Artist!"

"A Martial Artist is nothing; I have Martial Artist subordinates too!"

Li Heilong looked coldly at Lin Feng, but did not make a move immediately; instead, he said very arrogantly, "Kid, do you see? These three people behind me are all Martial Artists. If they all go at you together, do you think you'll be their match?"