The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 613: Chapter 614: Su Changfeng Makes a Move

Seeing the person make a move, those around Su Changfeng feared getting involved, so they kept their distance. Just like they said before, if Su Changfeng stayed to get beaten, these people wouldn’t lift a finger to help.

“This kid, didn’t listen to our advice, and now he’s getting beaten—is he happy?”

“Young people these days really can’t distinguish the gravity of situations, not the slightest bit of awareness.”

“I don’t think so. Seeing his confidence in not walking away, maybe he really doesn’t see these guys as a threat.”

Some people criticized Su Changfeng, but others had expectations for him. Unfortunately, this idea wasn’t widely accepted, and instead, it brought about a wave of ridicule.

“Are you joking? There are six people on the other side. Look at their muscles—is that something this guy can compete with?”

“Exactly, the difference is so obvious, anyone who isn’t blind could see it.”

At this moment, a person claiming to be Feng Bin’s underling had a fist as big as a sandbag about to hit Su Changfeng’s face.

He thought his speed was so fast that Su Changfeng wouldn’t have time to dodge, with a complacent smirk at the corner of his mouth.

He could handle such trash himself, unclear how that tattooed brute was dealt with by this kid.

“Did this guy take the wrong medicine, why isn’t he dodging?” The tattooed brute was full of confusion. The last time wasn’t like this—could Su Changfeng be so scared he lost the will to fight back?

Just when everyone thought Su Changfeng was about to get hit, he slightly turned his head, dodging with the barest distance between his cheek and the fist.

The guy throwing punches didn’t know what happened, clearly about to hit Su Changfeng’s face—how did he dodge?

While dazed, Su Changfeng’s voice suddenly reached his ears: “Why are you daydreaming, keep attacking.”

The man felt humiliated by Su Changfeng, his expression tightened, pulled back his fist, and prepared to strike again.

Throwing several punches consecutively, nearly every time Su Changfeng dodged with a minuscule margin, making the man feel especially frustrated—Su Changfeng was like a slippery eel, seemingly caught but slipping through his fingers.

“What’s going on? What’s happening? Why hasn’t he been hit?”

“Yeah, it’s too strange, it was almost a hit, why could he still dodge?”

Onlookers also found it odd. From another angle, they saw each strike nearly landing, yet hitting nothing in the end, it baffled them.

“What are you all standing around for? Come help me,” knowing he was being toyed with by Su Changfeng, the man had no choice but to call his companions to join in.

Six people leapt into action, leaving essentially no openings for Su Changfeng to defend, yet even so, a few minutes later, Su Changfeng still hadn’t been hit. It seemed to outsiders like he was walking a tightrope at a cliff edge, always on the brink of falling yet never falling.

“Trash, all you can do is dodge?” After stopping, the man sneered viciously at Su Changfeng.

“You mean you want me to make a move?” Su Changfeng raised an eyebrow, asking.

The tattooed brute suddenly felt a bad premonition—if they couldn’t hit Su Changfeng with six of them, could they withstand Su Changfeng attacking?

Even though bringing people to trouble Su Changfeng, the brute was very confident, however, after the recent bout, his heart was now quite unsettled.

In the current situation, it was like a martial arts master toying with children—they were attacking so hard they could barely catch their breath, but none landed a blow, and Su Changfeng had only been dodging, not counterattacking.

“Come on, show me what trash like you can do,” the man said.

“Alright, let me show you what a real expert looks like,” Su Changfeng chuckled.

The spectators became much more tense. Though they had low hopes for Su Changfeng, after six people couldn’t hit him, their doubts began to shift—maybe Su Changfeng really didn’t consider them significant.

At this moment, Su Changfeng’s aura transformed instantly, power gathered in his legs, erupting in a shocking display of strength and speed, in the blink of an eye appearing before the man.

The man felt dizzy, suddenly there was someone before his eyes; before he could react, a sharp pain hit his chest, sending him flying several meters back like a kite with a broken string.

Watching him fall to the ground, kicking up dust, the onlookers were dumbfounded, some gaping enough to fit a fist in their mouths.

With each move Su Changfeng made, someone fell, so he only had to strike six times for them all to be on the ground.

“My gosh, in today’s world are there still such supreme martial artists?”

“Could this young man be some martial arts master? No wonder he didn’t regard these folks seriously.”

“I used to think tales of supreme martial arts were fake, who knew they existed?”

The surrounding onlookers continuously expressed amazement, while Su Changfeng’s attack didn’t stop, storming at the few individuals like a tempest.

Initially thought weak by everyone, in less than two minutes, Su Changfeng demonstrated his might through action, leaving none of the six standing, while he stood upright in the world!

What is a real man, now Su Changfeng’s actions defined those three words.

“Oh my god, too fierce, really too fierce.”

“He really did take them on solo, no bluffing after all.”

“Absolutely incredible, I wonder if he takes disciples, I want to apprentice under him now.”

Many onlookers had expressions of disbelief, witnessing this astonishing scene, their eyes nearly popped out.

And those who had believed in Su Changfeng from the start now shared in his glory.

“I told you all, these folks were no match for the young guy, but no one believed it. Now do you see?”

Those around the speaker nodded like hens pecking rice; the truth was laid before them. How could they not believe?

“Now we believe, absolutely believe.”

“You definitely have an eye for people, these dog eyes of mine really underestimated the young man.”