Boom!

Everyone was petrified on the spot. No one would have thought that such an ordinary-looking waiter was capable of such a powerful move.

A look of panic appeared on Sister Flower's face. Even though she had been in the community for so many years and had seen so many strange people and different things, it was the first time that she had met an aura as fierce as that of Qin Feng’s.

"What the hell was that! What are you all doing, just standing around? Go now! Kill him!"

Ji sat up on the ground and fiercely spat on the red carpet. He was furious, making threatening gestures like a roaring clown.

"Sister Flower, please step back a little, just in case any blood manages to get on you."

Qin Feng held the arms of Sister Flower lightly like a gentleman, hoping she would retreat enough so that she could look on from a safe distance.

If Ji had not been so rude, Qin Feng would have not fought with him. But these men, who underestimated how high the skies reached and how deep the earth ran had to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, they would never stop.

Since this is war, he thought, let's have a good fight.

Bring it.

Five tough younger men armed with a sharp knife each, surrounded Qin Feng. They were used to being in control. They had gotten accustomed to being the bullies in Tianhe. No one dared to call them out or challenge them.

Today however, a small waiter dared to stir up trouble and give Ji a beating. The use of military force was not typically necessary for his men to use, although they were all capable of it. On the average day, they squandered around for an opportunity to earn Ji’s money, and today the opportunity to serve finally came!!!

"Get him!"

The first one was a big fat man who burst out a battle cry. He walked straight to the middle of the hall, turning the blade so it pointed directly at Qin Feng’s clavicle.

The other four separated into two groups and rushed over at a fast speed. In such a narrow space, Qin Feng seemed to have no way to escape. Behind him was a crowd of people who had come to watch, in front of him were the two groups of armed men. Retreat was impossible.

Upon seeing this scene, the Childe Ji gave a proud sneer as he stood up, "Hmph, You dare fight me? I am going to enjoy killing you tonight."

In that moment Qin Feng, though surrounded, rose fiercely into the air. He jumped an entire meter above the ground. If the roof hadn’t been taller than four meters, Qin Feng's head might have hit the roof.

He moved at a speed so fast, the naked eye could not see his movements. They had no time to react. They collided with each other, and somehow their sharp blades hit their own men.

Pop.

The moment Qin Feng landed, his legs swung at an astounding speed. There was always a face present to receive the full force of his blows. With each kick, someone would be directly knocked back several meters. By the time he firmly landed back in place, the five men which had just been overjoyed and ready to attack, had collapsed in all directions in every corner.

At that moment, his whole body seemed to give off a kind of starlight. He majestically glanced around, overwhelming the entire room. All these people who witnessed the scene appeared to be dumbfounded. The many guests could not help but breathe easy and sighed, "He’s an absolute master of martial arts."

For a moment, the whole corridor fell into a suffocating silence and no one dared to speak or even breath loudly.

Ji was astounded. He couldn’t believe everything that had just happened in front of him. He held a dagger in his hands and pointed to Qin Feng who was walking towards him. "You... Don't come any closer!"

Qin Feng leisurely stepped on the ground closer to Ji, the corner of the mouth forming a one sided, but charming smile, "Childe Ji, you see what happens when you deal with this matter in such a way? Do you need me to pay for the medical expenses?”

While saying this, he took Ji’s dagger in his own hands with a speed that the naked eye could not see, bending the dagger with one hand so the dagger’s blade formed a neat 90 degree angle.

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Childe Ji's eyes were filled with panic. He gasped while staring at Qin Feng as if he were an alien, "No, no, no."

He turned to the staircase to escape. In the corridor, less than 20 meters long, he was so scared he fell and rolled 3 times, the younger brothers behind him also fled desperately. Qin Feng did not do anything to stop them. The best result would come about if wasn’t turned into a bigger deal. Hopefully it would not cause a bigger issue.

Very soon, the corridor was calm once more, Sister Flower looked at the crowd with cold eyes, "Why are you all still standing there? Don’t you have any work to do?"

The crowd, like frightened birds in the woods, scattered in all directions.

"Your name?"

Sister Flower had just been acquainted with the waiter who had just arrived, but could not recall his name. "And... thank you."

"Sister Flower, you're welcome. My name is Qin Feng. I'm honored to help you."

Qin Feng said happily.

"You call this help?"

Just then a middle-aged man came from the top of the stairs. The man had a dark complexion and a muscular body. This man was vice president of the Free Man Bar and was considered Sister Flower's "second-in-command". He was also closely related to the real owner Brother Jun. It appeared that he got along well with Sister Flower.

"Hello, Brother Kun."

Qin Feng was accustomed to respectfully greet people.

"Kun, Ji just......"

Sister Flower was anxious to explain the situation, but Kun interrupted midway, "Sister Flower, you know the strength of Ji’s family. Although we have the support of Brother Jun this year, it is always best not to cause any trouble. How can you allow a waiter to act so arrogantly? Well, now we can just wait for Brother Jun to scold us."

After making his point, Kun looked indifferently at Qin Feng, "You rotten boy, do you have any idea how big a mess you just made? You won’t be able to save your life if you don't sort this matter out."

Qin Feng listened, even though he was displeased. He shrugged and said completely expressionless, "Brother Kun, my head already has a scar as big as a bowl. I can take a hit. What do I have to fear? I am aware that this is my responsibility and I’ll bear whatever consequences come of this. Also, I will no longer cause trouble to Free Man Bar, you or Sister Flower."

"Oh, you’ll take the consequence? How will you do that? You are likely worth no more than 100 jin. How could Ji Jiangshan possibly favor you?"

Kun crossed his arms, and disdainfully said,

"Well, Kun. I'll explain this to Brother Jun. Let's get this over with."

Sister Flower felt somewhat confused. She also knew there would be consequence due to this matter, but Qin Feng was not in the wrong. He was a brave man as persistent as the current of a river. He fought those men enough so that they had no power or will to fight back. I don’t believe brother Jun would give up such a talented person.

Qin Feng’s heart was torn. He didn’t care about any consequence. This was nothing he hadn’t seen before. This was only an influential gangster in Tianhe city. He was nothing. He had found himself in so many dangerous situations, so many times, why would he be afraid of this little mess?

On the other hand, he was afraid of troubling Sister Flower. Her brother had died for him. When Xiao He closed his eyes that day, Qin Feng vowed that he would dedicate this life to protecting Sister Flower so she could have a happy life.

Kun gave a cold “Hmph”. He looked at Qin Feng with anger in his eyes and left.

"It's all right. Don't be afraid. I'll take care of it."

Sister Flower approached Qin Feng and consoled him, "Do not be so impulsive again in the future. As for what happens at the bar, I will stand up for you. You are very brave, but in this world, bravery can get you killed."

"Sister Flower, I.."

“Well, get busy."

Sister Flower noticed the Rolex on his wrist, "Shortly after work I’d like to invite you to eat some supper, to ease your nerves."

Qin Feng replied with a surprised but humble, “Oh”. Sister Flower pat him on the shoulder and strode away.