The manager laughed sarcastically, "Oh? You are confusing right and wrong. How can you be confusing right and wrong? Everyone has seen what happened just now. Could it be that the injuries on Mr. Deng's body are fake?"

This good show of calling a horse a deer made Lin Feng sneer in his heart. He shook his head indifferently: "You don't understand, right? Then I will explain it to you today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng exploded from the sofa like a cannonball, and his entire body almost became a phantom.

The manager seemed to be prepared. His fat body suddenly stepped back. The two thugs who were ready to attack behind him immediately blocked his way. At the same time, a smile appeared on his face, as if he was not knowing whether to live or die!

Long before coming here, the manager had reminded us in advance that no matter what kind of fight occurred, we must deal with the men first, and that we must not let the situation get any worse.

Different from the fighting scenes in Chinese movies, their moves were not so fancy and the two thugs were by no means ordinary guys, and they swung their fists with great vigor. Seeing this, other bodyguards also gathered around the two thugs and formed a circle around them.

Lin Feng did not bother to fight anymore. He knocked back the thug in front of him with a knee, then slid sideways and used the momentum to leisurely exit the encirclement. It was not that he did not want to fight, but that his purpose was not here.

The manager shouted, "Protect President Deng!"

The two thugs woke up as if from a dream and quickly ran towards where Mr. Deng was, but they were still a step too slow.

By the time they got close to President Deng, Lin Feng had already held President Deng in his hand like a chick. All this happened in a flash, and Lin Feng had the upper hand in this brief confrontation.

The thugs changed their strategy instantly. The entire private room was dead silent, and everyone surrounded Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng doesn't like to use violence to solve problems, but for some people, reasoning is useless, and fists are the best reason. Since this manager wants to make trouble, he doesn't need to worry about so many things. This is the situation now. Whoever has the stronger fist has the final say.

The situation changed too quickly, and the manager didn't want to be as calm as before. He strode forward and said, "Mr. Lin, we can still talk about anything. I hope you won't be impulsive. I'm afraid you can't bear the consequences."

The manager's half-threatening, half-negotiating tone made Lin Feng feel uncomfortable. He laughed softly a few times: "You hurt my friend and tried to call a horse a zebra. Now why are you trying to persuade me not to be impulsive?"

Hearing this, the manager also broke into a sweat. This Lin Feng was really going to bring shame to their club. If he injured the protector in front of so many thugs, how would their club continue to operate and if the news got out, they wouldn't be able to protect even the guests. It would be a waste for them to have so many bodyguards.

What these people did tonight also made Lin Feng accumulate a lot of anger in his heart. He couldn't help but vent his rage. Since they didn't want to solve this matter properly, he would just play along with them. They knew the consequences of offending me, and now he wanted to see how he couldn't bear it.

Seeing that Lin Feng was not moved by his soft and hard words, the manager simply said with a serious face: "Then how exactly do you want to solve this problem, Mr. Lin? Can you kill Manager Deng?"

"Kill him? If I kill him, won't I have to pay with my own life? It's really not worth it to sacrifice my life for such a person." Lin Feng licked his dry lips and narrowed his eyes slightly: "But I definitely can't let him off so easily. Even adults have to teach a three-year-old child a lesson when he does something wrong, let alone an adult."

The manager stared into Lin Feng's eyes, and his expression began to fluctuate. This person's behavior simply could not be explained by common sense.

And in his ears, what Lin Feng said was undoubtedly a provocation and a declaration of war.

The manager's mind was working rapidly, and he was constantly thinking of new solutions, but his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden crisp sound.

"Click" was followed by another crisp sound.

The managers and bodyguards, who were used to all kinds of scenes, looked grim. They knew what the sound meant: a broken bone!

This was the sound of bones breaking! The manager only felt his scalp bursting in pieces. A scene he had never expected happened!

Mr. Deng's wrist was held in Lin Feng's hand. At this moment, his palm was bent into the shape of an inverted fishhook. That degree of bending was absolutely not something a normal person could achieve.

Even through the wrist joint, you can see the white bones that are about to burst out!

Bloody! Violent!

It's not like they haven't seen violence and blood before, but this is the first time they have seen such a ruthless and vicious guy. The reason why he is said to be ruthless and vicious is that there is no panic expression on Lin Feng's face, and even his expression has not changed from beginning to end.

It seems like I'm just doing something trivial that has nothing to do with me.

Mr. Deng's eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at the wrist held by Lin Feng. It seemed that he could not imagine that this was his own hand. It was not until he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his wrist that he reacted. The shrill screams like a pig being slaughtered seemed particularly harsh in this environment.

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In an instant, he was drenched in sweat, his head drooped, and he fainted from the pain.

Lin Feng didn't even look at him. He threw President Deng high up into the air as if he was throwing away garbage and threw him aside. He stretched his sore hands a few times and reached into his trouser pocket.

This action made everyone tense up and stare at Lin Feng's hand without blinking, fearing that he would pull out some powerful weapon. Even the manager subconsciously took a half step back.

"Calm down, calm down, I'll smoke a cigarette." Lin Feng saw their nervousness and explained with a faint smile.

An explanation that sounded unintentional cast a shadow on everyone's heart. This guy's psychological quality is simply too good to be true. No, it should be said that he is extremely arrogant.

Lin Feng didn't care about the way they looked at him. He sat down on the sofa behind him. He glanced at the nervous people intentionally or unintentionally, slowly let out a sigh of relief, and then slapped his head: "I almost forgot."

Lin Feng cast his eyes on the manager: "The matter between Mr. Deng and I has been settled. I can barely accept this result. Now is it time to talk about the past between us."

The manager was stunned, wondering if he had heard it wrong. This guy really didn't take me seriously. He just hurt someone in front of me, and now he turns around to provoke me?