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The disciples of Rakasha Gate bellowed, and went to greet the people of Fushan Taekwondo Hall, forming a chaotic battle.

Shen Feng looked at the people fighting, a smile rose on his face, and he walked towards Pu Ennhao in large strides.

"Didn't you just say that Chinese martial arts are trash? If you have the ability, then say it again for me to listen. " Shen Feng sneered.

"Who the hell are you!" Pu Ennhao said in Chinese as he watched Shen Feng walk over. He forcefully endured the pain of having his bones broken.

"Listen carefully, my Huaxiaer!" Shen Feng's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly sped up as he rushed over.

Shen Feng's punch was aimed straight at Pu Ennhao's chest, but Pu Ennhao quickly protected his other arm with his chest.

Shen Feng's fist wind swept through everything, his defenses were useless as he was directly sent flying five to six meters away. He landed heavily on the ground and slid for a few more meters before stopping.

This punch fractured the bones in Pu Ennhao's arm, causing him to cough out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs had also been affected, and he had lost all ability to fight.

But Shen Feng did not spare him just because he was injured, he leaped up high, and fiercely stepped on his legs, which were immediately broken under Shen Feng's stomps.

"Ah …" Pu Ennhao felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his legs, this pain made him immediately faint.

Shen Feng's actions were clean and efficient, directly crippling all of Pu Ennhao's four limbs. Even if he could recover, his fighting strength would not be as good as before.

Those people who were fighting with the Rakasha Gate disciples saw that Pu Ennhao had fainted and his morale was greatly reduced. He had shrunk into a ball and could only be beaten passively.

"Take this trash with you and get out of China. Never step foot in China again!" Shen Feng shouted coldly.

Those rich and powerful people did not dare to refute, they all nodded and brought the unconscious Pu Ennhao along, leaving in an extremely sorry state.

Shen Feng watched as those people left, and then slowly turned around to look at the Liu Changsheng who was currently staggering and escaping far away.

"The country's enmity has been resolved. Now isn't it time to calculate the family's hatred?"

With that, Shen Feng walked in Liu Changsheng's direction.

After Liu Changsheng heard this, his heart could not help but tremble.

In fact, when Shen Feng was fighting with Pu Ennhao, he had already started to flee. If he did not run, the only thing waiting for him was death.

However, he was already severely injured. Every movement he took was excruciating pain. He had moved so far with great difficulty.

"Shen, Shen Feng, what are you doing?" Liu Changsheng turned around and asked Shen Feng in a trembling voice.

"What are you doing? Of course you took your dog life. Do you still think that I can spare your life?" Shen Feng said as he looked at Liu Changsheng with ice-cold eyes.

At this moment, a surge of power began to slowly grow within Shen Feng's body, and the corners of his eyes also began to seep traces of black air.

When Liu Changsheng saw the black Qi at the corner of Shen Feng's eyes, he was immediately scared out of his wits.

"Come, stop him!" Liu Changsheng ordered the Rakasha Gate disciples.

After hearing what Liu Changsheng said, the disciples were not moved at all.

When he shouted out 'China's martial arts are trash' in front of everyone just now, not only did the Rakasha Gate disciples present feel resentment in their hearts, they also admired Shen Feng's actions.

Shen Feng's strength was in their eyes as well, and no one would risk their lives for the sake of an undignified Clan Master.

"Stop shouting, keep some strength on your way!" Shen Feng walked in front of Liu Changsheng and extended his hand which was surrounded by black energy, strangling his throat and lifting him up with one hand.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me …" Liu Changsheng looked at Shen Feng with eyes filled with fear.

His voice trailed off and his body struggled.

A sinister look appeared in Shen Feng's eyes, and he looked at Liu Changsheng as if he was looking at a dead man. His hand that was shrouded in black Qi suddenly moved, and Liu Changsheng immediately stopped struggling.

When Shen Feng let go of her, Liu Changsheng's body collapsed powerlessly to the ground, losing all signs of life.

"Grandfather, I've taken revenge for you." Shen Feng looked at Liu Changsheng's corpse and said.

Following the end of Shen Feng's words, the ruthless emotion in the bottom of his heart started to weaken, and the black aura around his hands and eyes also began to slowly recede.

Shen Feng looked at his own hands, and then felt the ruthless emotion he had just felt. He furrowed his brows, and thought to himself: "Could it be that the black aura is the black skeleton in my dreams? "It's best not to use this power in the future."

After that, Shen Feng turned around and swept a glance over all the disciples with his Rakasha Gate before leaving with large strides …

"..."

The sky had already gradually darkened, and a black bolt of lightning sped across the road leading to Haining City. It steadily stopped at the foot of the famous white-collar apartment building in Haining City.

Yuan Ying was currently at home watching the TV. She was wearing a loose housedress and was comfortably leaning on the sofa with a lot of snacks on the side.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang …" A knock sounded on the door.

"Who is it?" Yuan Ying lazily stood up and said.

"It's me." A magnetic voice came from outside the door, it was Shen Feng who rushed back from Jiujiang City.

Yuan Ying's face instantly lit up when he heard Shen Feng's voice. He jogged all the way to the door, impatiently opened the door, and pounced on him without hesitation as he wrapped his arms around Shen Feng's neck.

"Be careful, there are still people outside." Shen Feng whispered.

"I'm not afraid." Yuan Ying laughed, and then pulled Shen Feng into the room.

The moment he closed the door, Shen Feng walked into the room and leaned on the sofa. Even though he had taken his revenge, his heart was still heavy.

Yuan Ying walked over and smiled at Shen Feng: "You've recovered really quickly, I thought it would take a long time, but you're still very conservative, you can come and see me first."

Shen Feng laughed: "That's only natural, that's right, do you have wine here?"

"I don't have any alcohol, but I do have a lot of drinks."

"Then I'll go down and buy some." Shen Feng stood up and said.

"Wait a moment, I'll go with you." Yuan Ying said as he ran into the bedroom.

About three to four minutes later, Yuan Ying walked out from the bedroom wearing a white T-shirt and washed jeans.

"Let's go downstairs together." Yuan Ying intimately took Shen Feng's arm and the two of them went downstairs.

Maybe it was because of the heavy rain during the day, but Shen Feng did not feel anything when the night breeze blew. However, Yuan Ying could not help but hold onto Shen Feng's arm to get a bit of warmth.

Seeing that, Shen Feng took off his jacket and draped it over her body.

Just at this moment, three men with dyed yellow hair and dressed in an unrestrained manner walked over from a corner, passing by the two of them.