The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

”You’re gonna teach me a lesson?” Su Changfeng finished, let his gaze sweep around the whole entertainment club, then asked, ”Just relying on this bunch of useless trash?”

Chen Bonian’s face instantly turned ugly. This kid was getting more and more out of line. He had more than twenty guys here, and this little punk actually called them trash?

”Brat, you’d better rein it in. You think just ’cause you’re young I won’t bother with you?” Chen Bonian threatened.

”If you don’t believe me, you can try. Of course, to save time, you can let them all come at once,” Su Changfeng said calmly.

Since he planned to have Chen Bonian work for him, he had to make them believe in him—make them genuinely submit. The best way was to give them a brutal beating. That method was not only simple but effective, so before coming over, Su Changfeng had already made up his mind.

”Kid, you sure about this? I’m telling you, this isn’t a joke. You’re not worried you won’t walk out of here tonight?” Chen Bonian said.

”Nothing to think about. With this garbage under your command, they still can’t do anything to me,” Su Changfeng said.

Chen Bonian choked, and his temper flared up on the spot. It wasn’t like he’d never seen arrogant people over the years, but ones as arrogant as Su Changfeng were rare, especially when the kid was acting like this on his turf. It was downright outrageous.

”You all heard him clearly, right? This little punk said you’re all useless trash. What do you think about that?” Chen Bonian sneered.

When the crowd heard that, they all stopped what they were doing, then strode over to Su Changfeng with vicious looks, surrounding him in a tight circle.

The tattooed man had been full of confidence before. He figured as long as Su Changfeng came onto their turf, there’d be no way he’d get out. But now, seeing that Su Changfeng was still perfectly calm, he couldn’t help but feel a creeping unease.

He’d seen Su Changfeng’s skills with his own eyes. They were seriously impressive. Ordinary people basically couldn’t touch him. Even now, surrounded and besieged by so many grown men, the kid still looked relaxed and sure of himself.

So the tattooed man suddenly started to panic. He couldn’t help thinking: could this guy really have what it takes to handle this many people?

”No way, no freaking way. He’s just a punk kid, not even of age yet. How could he be that strong?” the tattooed man muttered in disbelief.

”What are you mumbling over there?” Chen Bonian glanced at the tattooed man and asked.

The tattooed man quickly waved his hands and said, ”N-nothing, boss. This punk’s guts are way too big. He doesn’t even put you in his eyes. You gotta really teach him a lesson this time.”

With that, the tattooed man grabbed a weapon from the side as well, his expression dark as he walked toward Su Changfeng.

”A whole bunch of grown men beating up one little kid—aren’t you going a bit too far?” The girl with hair dyed all kinds of crazy colors leaned against Chen Bonian’s chest. Although her mouth was speaking up for Su Changfeng, her expression didn’t match at all; she looked like she was just there to enjoy the show.

”Kids these days get protected way too well. They don’t know anything about how the world works. They really do need to learn the difference between society and school, so they won’t act this cocky in the future,” Chen Bonian said.

The woman in his arms laughed and said, ”Hey, I think this little punk’s brain isn’t right. Maybe school fried it. Otherwise he wouldn’t come here spouting nonsense.”

Chen Bonian curled his lip. Whatever the reason, things had already escalated to this point. He was going to teach the kid a proper lesson.

”Oh yeah, make sure you call those girlfriends of yours over tonight. We’ll have ourselves a nice little party,” Chen Bonian suddenly remembered the upcoming get-together, lecherous light flashing in his eyes.

”Got it. I already promised you, of course I’ll do it. But don’t forget what you promised me. That bag I like—you’d better buy it for me soon,” the woman said.

”Yeah, yeah, I know...”

While the two of them were chatting, the fight had already officially started beside them.

Su Changfeng, by himself, facing a circle of grown men surrounding him, didn’t feel any pressure at all. It really was just like he said: this trash couldn’t do a damn thing to him.

Given how strong Su Changfeng actually was, this outcome wasn’t surprising. These guys were just dozens of ordinary people, but Su Changfeng’s power was already at the Holy Spirit Realm of the Tianyuan Continent. How could mere ordinary humans possibly stand against that?

The group beatdown from dozens of people had absolutely no effect on Su Changfeng. On the contrary, Chen Bonian’s lackeys were dropping one after another.

Right then, Chen Bonian casually glanced over at the scene—and with that single glance, he froze completely.

”What the fuck, what the hell is going on?!”

He’d assumed Su Changfeng would get knocked to the ground by his men in no time. Instead, it was completely the opposite of what he expected—his own guys were the ones getting flattened, while Su Changfeng looked completely fine.

The girl leaning in his arms naturally saw what was happening too. Her eyes flew wide open on the spot, and she almost couldn’t stop herself from screaming.

”He—he’s insanely strong!”

Chen Bonian and the girl in his arms both rubbed their eyes at the same time. They could hardly believe what they were seeing. Otherwise, how could a punk kid beat that many grown men?

But they hadn’t misseen anything. Facts were facts, not something they could change.

Besides, Su Changfeng honestly wasn’t in the mood to tangle with a bunch of trash. So he took the initiative to strike, planning to wrap this fight up quickly.

Once Su Changfeng went all out, Chen Bonian’s lackeys became even more pathetic. Basically, they dropped after just one exchange.

In under a minute, all dozens of them were down. The place was a complete mess, with screams rising and falling nonstop.

Chen Bonian’s eyes almost popped out of his skull. He stared at Su Changfeng in the crowd, utterly stunned, not even knowing what to say.

”Fuck me, is he even human?” In all his years, Chen Bonian had met plenty of powerful big shots, but none had ever given him this kind of feeling. It was like his lifelong understanding of reality was being torn apart.

A kid who wasn’t even an adult yet had just taken down dozens of his men—and the key point was, he wasn’t even hurt.

Only now did Chen Bonian realize he’d run into solid steel this time. And this was also the moment he understood why the tattooed man had failed earlier.

After all, in the face of this kind of strength, what could a few guys like the tattooed man possibly do?

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