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Seeing the four bald men charging towards her, Jiang Zi screamed and crouched down, covering her head.

Tang Feng initially wanted to pull her back and fight a retreating battle, but when she crouched, he had no choice but to brace himself.

The first to rush up was a man with a side part, clutching a switchblade in his hand that reflected a chilling light under the streetlamp.

This guy was ruthless, not saying a word as he lunged towards Tang Feng’s stomach with the knife.

“Nice knife, did you get it from Pinduoduo? Can you send me the link?”

While Tang Feng spouted cheeky words, his actions were far from slow.

He started with the Grasping Hand move, seizing the man’s wrist, and expelled a forceful burst of strength.

The side-parted man, in pain, quickly let go.

Tang Feng reached out and grabbed the switchblade, thrusting it upwards directly against the man’s throat.

The side-parted man stood still as if he had been hit by an immobilizing point, his body hair standing on end and large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

With just a gentle nudge forward, Tang Feng could take the man’s life with the blade.

“With such mediocre skills, you dare play with knives?” Tang Feng tapped the man’s face with the flat of the blade and then launched a kick into his chest.

The side-parted man spat out blood and flew backwards.

Meanwhile, another man from behind had already kicked towards his lower back.

Tang Feng didn’t even turn around, his right hand quickly reached back and caught the man’s leg, pulling with force.

The man performed a split mid-air, emitting a piercing scream.

Tang Feng promptly released him.

The man rolled on the ground clutching his groin, likely experiencing a very bitter and yet refreshing sensation.

Having just taken care of him, another man pounced from behind, clinging tightly to him.

The bald man, holding brass knuckles, threw a punch towards his stomach.

Facing the coordinated attack of the two men, Tang Feng had only a moment of panic before quickly calming his mind.

Almost reflexively, he slammed his head backward.

“Bang!”

The force of the blow was tremendous, causing the man behind him to burst into a flowery mess, his arms weakening.

With a slight exertion, Tang Feng broke free and sidestepped.

The bald man’s punch, having missed its target, could not be retracted in time.

With a “thud,” the strike landed on the belly of his unfortunate companion.

The bald man’s brass knuckles had spikes, and when it was pulled out, they were bloody.

The unlucky man screamed and immediately dropped to his knees.

In just a blink of an eye, three of the four men were down, leaving only the bald man.

The bald man was clearly stunned; he had not expected Tang Feng to be so formidable.

Effortlessly, he had taken down his four subordinates.

He finally had some self-awareness, knowing that a head-on confrontation with Tang Feng would leave him without a sliver of chance at winning.

Spotting Jiang Zi crouching nearby, a sudden wave of desperation overcame him, and he rushed towards her intending to take her hostage.

Tang Feng had been smiling during the entire fight, as if he was playing a game.

But at the sight of the bald man’s actions, his expression immediately turned grim.

Just as the bald man was about to grab Jiang Zi, Tang Feng, being too far away to intervene, threw the switchblade in his hand.

“Pfft…”

The switchblade tumbled through the air and plunged precisely into the bald man’s wrist.

The bald man let out a piercing scream and knelt on the ground, clutching his injured hand.

This was the first time Tang Feng saw blood in a fight, but he didn’t panic in the slightest.

He was like a wild wolf smelling blood; seeing blood didn’t make him afraid, it actually excited him.

He thought it very likely that in his past life, he had been a battle-hardened general.

Otherwise, why would he be so enamored with the scent of blood?

He repressed the excitement in his heart and quickly walked up to Jiang Zi, patting her on the shoulder.

“Ah… don’t kill me…”

Jiang Zi began to struggle desperately.

“Class monitor, it’s me, don’t be afraid,” Tang Feng hastily hugged her and whispered soothingly.

Jiang Zi looked into his dark, ink-black eyes, and only then did she calm down, glancing around in shock.

“They… were they all taken down by you? Since when did you become so powerful?”

Although she hadn’t kept track of time, the whole incident definitely didn’t last more than ten seconds, yet four fierce and evil bullies were all defeated by Tang Feng?

Wasn’t that too incredible?

“It’s not that I’m powerful, it’s that these guys are rubbish, they fall at a touch,” Tang Feng modestly explained.

Upon hearing this, the bald man and his companions glared at him fiercely.

A man can be killed, but not insulted.

We might not be your match, but you shouldn’t humiliate us like this.

They had been sent by the boss to track Jiang Zi because they were trusted, capable men.

Now to be called “rubbish,” how could they tolerate this?

Tang Feng walked over to the bald man, slapping his shiny head, “Still don’t accept being called rubbish? If you have the guts, get up and we can continue fighting.”

The bald man’s eyes flashed viciously, “Kid, you dare mess with Mr. Hua’s plans, you’re dead.”

Tang Feng, hearing him still threaten him at a time like this, said, “Still tough-talking, huh? Let’s see if your bones are as hard as your mouth.”

With these words, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the switchblade in the man’s wrist and gently twisted it.

The bald man let out another wrenching scream, his face contorting, with every pore seeming to tremble.

“Still talking tough?” Tang Feng looked at him with an inquiring gaze.

The bald man knew the logic of a good man not suffering in front of him and realized that if he kept up his defiance, his hand might be ruined.

“I dare not, never again,” he said, trembling, his lips quivering.

Only then did Tang Feng temporarily spare him, “Who exactly is this Mr. Hua you’re talking about?”

The bald man looked at him fearfully, “Our Mr. Hua, his real name is Zhao Huaqiang. He has dozens of men under his command and is quite famous in Jiangnan District.”

“So it was Zhao Huaqiang who sent you to follow Miss Jiang?”

“Yes.”

The bald man didn’t dare to play any tricks and nodded in admission.

Tang Feng snorted coldly, “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Call your Mr. Hua now and tell him to come see me in person.”

Hearing this great opportunity, the bald man hurriedly took out his phone and called Mr. Hua.