Two days later
At the Four Seasons Hotel, Chen Feng gripped a fruit knife tightly in his hand, his expression wary.
At this moment, his expression was solemn as he stared intently at the hotel room door. His fruit knife, blade facing backward, was positioned for maximum attack. He asked coldly, "Who are you?"
At the entrance stood five thugs, all over 1.85 meters tall and dressed in matching black suits. The invisible pressure was suffocating.
This person is clearly not a simple character; he even exudes a faint killing intent, the kind of aura that only someone who has killed can possess.
As an all-rounder, Chen Feng is naturally skilled in martial arts, but having never actually fought in a real battle, he was still quite nervous facing this situation for the first time.
"Chen Feng, is that right? My young lady wishes to see you. Please come with me."
The man in the lead was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that the singer the young lady wanted to meet would know kung fu, and judging from his aura, he was a master.
But how old is this guy in front of me?
Chen Feng was taken aback. He didn't know any important figures, but if he offended them... well, that was hard to say. He had seen the news on his phone that singers across the internet were boycotting him.
Damn it, no one would directly use their underworld connections to try and kill him, would they?
If that's the case, then the nature of the situation is quite different. You should know that China on Earth has the best public security in the world, and the chances of such a thing happening are usually very small.
"Your young lady? What's your young lady's name?"
"I'm sorry, I can't reveal your name, Miss. You'll find out if you come with us."
Chen Feng's expression gradually turned serious. "What if I say no?"
The man in black at the head of the group frowned and said, "Mr. Chen, I know you are skilled, but please don't make things difficult for us."
Oh!
"Someone wants to see me, but won't even give their name. Do they think I'm stupid?"
Chen Feng gripped the fruit knife tightly, sneered, and said, "Either leave immediately and I'll pretend nothing happened, or I don't mind drawing some blood."
Hey!
The five men in black exchanged glances. They were all true men who had survived the flames of war, but today they were being threatened by someone who looked extremely ordinary.
"Since Mr. Chen doesn't want to leave on his own, then I'll have to apologize."
Decisive and ruthless, the leading man launched the first attack. With a quick movement of his foot, he kicked Chen Feng in the waist with incredible speed.
Undeterred, Chen Feng held the knife in his hand and thrust it towards the foot. But at that moment, several other men attacked. Chen Feng had no choice but to leap back to dodge the attack. After observing the surroundings, he slipped into the bathroom.
All five were experts, and he was not confident that they would attack him together. However, in the bathroom, due to space constraints, he could only attack one at a time, no matter how many opponents there were.
In a one-on-one fight, Chen Feng possessed martial arts techniques and routines that had been practiced for thousands of years in the Blue Star world, and considered himself invincible.
Sure enough, the opponents could only stand one by one at the bathroom door and fight Chen Feng. The two sides fought back and forth, but the hotel facilities and equipment suffered and were completely destroyed.
In the end, the opponent became truly enraged, and their attacks became increasingly deadly. This was because Chen Feng's skills exceeded their expectations, and all of them were injured.
The two sides then entered into a life-or-death struggle. Chen Feng wiped the blood from his head, which was caused by the opponent's sneak attack with a kettle. The opponent's attacks became more and more ruthless, and the martial arts moves in his mind became more and more proficient. He could be said to be getting stronger and stronger as the battle progressed.
Damn it, he had a gut feeling that if he kept fighting like this, he could become a peerless master in less than a week. He could take on ten of them.
In the end, the five men were almost unable to subdue Chen Feng. The leader was kicked against the wall, and Chen Feng walked out of the bathroom arrogantly.
His fighting spirit was at its peak; he felt like he could kill a bull with one punch. Damn it, did he really think singers couldn't fight? He even wanted to send someone to mess with me.
If this were an ordinary person, wouldn't they have been taken to a deserted place by these lawless bastards, beaten up, and then killed and drowned in the river or sealed in cement?
Just as he was preparing to unleash the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon and Prajna Paramita, he suddenly revealed a helpless, bitter smile and raised his hands.
At that moment, he saw five dark pistols aimed at him from the opposite side.
Damn it, no sportsmanship at all! They pull out their guns when they can't beat you! Chen Feng cursed inwardly, but dared not make a move.
After all, no matter how powerful he is, he can't beat this thing. Although he has memories of cultivation in his mind, it's different from ordinary skills. With ordinary skills, he becomes omnipotent as long as he has the memory, but with this thing, the memory is just a memory, and he still needs to learn it himself.
And so, Chen Feng was led into a luxury van by five men in black suits with bruised and swollen faces. The most outrageous thing was that they even blindfolded him.
All the way, he kept thinking about how to escape, and secretly vowed that after this, he must start cultivating by referring to the memories of Blue Star, and that ensuring his own safety was the most important thing.
The car was very smooth, befitting its status as a luxury business vehicle. After about half an hour, he regained his sight and was taken out of the car.
He didn't see the desolate, abandoned site where the body was dumped, but the luxurious, oversized detached villa dazzled him. The hall alone, spanning over twenty meters, with its enormous crystal chandelier resembling a miniature mountain, must have cost at least hundreds of millions.
Holy crap, when did I get to know such an important person?
Chen Feng was somewhat bewildered.
"Mr. Chen, please come in!"
Seeing that Chen Feng was no longer resisting, they became polite and respectful, as respecting the strong was a tradition among martial artists.
Naturally, they admired Chen Feng even more for his young age and incredible skills.
As expected, the people Miss wants to meet are not simple characters. Could this person be Miss's personal bodyguard in the future?
The men in black, thinking to themselves, led the way into the hall and towards the back garden.
Along the way, Chen Feng was secretly amazed. The walls were covered with famous paintings and calligraphy, and the items he casually carried were worth no less than a million. This house was practically made of money; it was too extravagant.
However, he didn't care about the paintings and calligraphy, because he could create amazing works of art whenever he wanted.
He was very curious. Why would such a big shot from such a family want to see him? Although he was a real man who was going to stand at the top of the world, he had only sung a few songs so far.
With the man in black leading the way, we arrived at the back garden.
Damn it, this is the backyard? This is what you call a garden?
Chen Feng stared blankly at the golf course and the giant Ferris wheel in the distance. The world of the rich was truly beyond the imagination of the poor.
Just as he was immersed in the world of the rich, a familiar melody suddenly came to his ears.
What is this? Hmm? Lilac?
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