Chapter Twenty-Two: The Nature of a Bully Is Always to Prey on the Weak and Fear the Strong

Chen Feng’s sudden attack caught everyone off guard. No one had expected that such terrifying strength could be hidden within that rotund body. With a single punch, he effortlessly dispatched the thug before him, and a surge of confidence swelled in Chen Feng’s heart.

Just moments ago, he still harbored some doubts about himself, but now he was absolutely certain—he could easily defeat these people. Ip Man could take on ten men at once; perhaps Chen Feng’s fighting skills were not yet as refined as Ip Man’s, but his raw power surely surpassed him by far.

Moreover, the ten men Ip Man faced were all karate experts, while Chen Feng was up against nothing more than fourteen street punks. The one he’d just knocked to the ground had only taken a blow at seventy percent strength, and that was after Chen Feng’s weighted training at the gym.

With a subtle crook of his finger, Chen Feng’s gesture was full of provocation.

“Get him!”

Li Wei suddenly bellowed, and at once the gang produced an assortment of weapons—iron rods, wooden bats—surging toward Chen Feng with murderous intent.

Whoosh!

Chen Feng nimbly dodged an attack from one thug. His right fist shot out with a piercing swish, like lightning splitting the night, and landed squarely on the thug’s chest.

Short-range force!

Bang!

A terrifying energy exploded on impact. The thug felt as if he’d been struck by a speeding car, sent flying two meters before crashing to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth.

He curled up in agony, utterly unable to rise.

Crack!

An iron rod swung viciously toward Chen Feng’s head. These punks might have been small-time, but they fought ruthlessly.

He ducked sharply, and his leg recoiled like a compressed spring, then lashed out, catching another thug square in the gut. The thug was sent airborne, crashing heavily to the ground, feeling as though his intestines were tied in knots, waves of pain assaulting his senses.

In an instant, Chen Feng had felled three men. His speed was simply astonishing.

Li Wei furrowed his brow tightly. He sensed dimly that he’d provoked a formidable adversary tonight, though he still couldn’t quite believe it. If Chen Feng had been a six-foot-tall hulk with Schwarzenegger’s muscles, Li Wei might have reconsidered whether this job was worth it. But Chen Feng looked entirely harmless—plump and round, like a walking globe. Who could have imagined that such a fat man could unleash such destructive force?

Indeed, his portly appearance was disarmingly deceptive.

As Li Wei pondered, the remaining thugs charged Chen Feng with renewed ferocity. Surrounded by over ten men, Chen Feng started to feel overwhelmed. Though he’d absorbed plenty of martial arts knowledge, he lacked real combat experience.

With so many attackers at once, even his fighting skills were stretched thin.

Be careful!

Suddenly, Fang Yue’s voice called out by his ear. No sooner had the warning fallen than Chen Feng’s back exploded with pain. He whirled around to see a thug thrashing his back with a pair of nunchaku.

The pain came in sharp, relentless waves, but it barely slowed him. The serum had enhanced not just his physical attributes, but also his body’s ability to recover; besides, his thick layer of fat served as a natural shield.

Snap!

Spinning around, Chen Feng deftly snatched the nunchaku from the thug’s hands. The weapon was solid metal, heavy in his grip, but Chen Feng wasted no time—he swung it upward with brutal force.

“Hmph! Ha! Hey!”

In the darkness, Chen Feng’s strange grunts added an almost comical note to the scene, but as he let out his “hmph ha hey,” the nunchaku’s end crashed into the thug’s chin.

How strong was Chen Feng? Strong enough that, with the heavy nunchaku, the blow lifted the thug off his feet. A crisp crack split the air—the unmistakable sound of bone shattering.

Crash.

Chen Feng paid the battered thug no further heed. With a flick of his wrist, the nunchaku’s chain looped around an iron rod. A sharp tug, and the rod was yanked free from its wielder’s hand.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Chen Feng struck the man’s face with the nunchaku, dropping him instantly. Nunchaku are fearsome weapons—so much so that, in many countries, owning them is illegal due to their potential for lethal harm.

Though domestic laws weren’t so strict, it didn’t change the fact that nunchaku were immensely powerful.

Swish!

Chen Feng moved swiftly among the crowd. With the nunchaku in hand, he was like a tiger given wings. He no longer worried about the iron rods the thugs wielded—he could now disarm or block them with ease.

A flicker of movement, and he dodged another strike, countering with a blow to the thug’s stomach, dropping him as well.

Each swing of the nunchaku sent another thug sprawling to the ground.

The scene was mesmerizing, almost intoxicating. All the while, Chen Feng kept up his relentless chorus of “hmph ha hey,” as the thugs around him collapsed in disarray.

Panting, Chen Feng suddenly caught the whistle of something slicing through the air. He spun, twirling the nunchaku with a whirring sound, and met the oncoming attack head-on.

Clang!

A sharp metallic ring. Chen Feng retreated several steps—not because he was weaker, but because the opponent’s weapon startled him.

It was a gleaming machete, its edge glinting coldly in the light.

The wielder was Li Wei, whose right hand trembled uncontrollably. The impact of their clash had made Li Wei keenly aware of Chen Feng’s terrifying strength—so much so that he could barely hold onto the machete.

“Damn it, what kind of monster did Lin Hang provoke?” Li Wei cursed inwardly. In just a few minutes, Chen Feng had taken out seven or eight of his thirteen men.

Even Li Wei himself doubted he could best Chen Feng.

Chen Feng eyed Li Wei warily. Though Li Wei now held a sharp blade, Chen Feng, having overcome his initial nervousness, felt little fear. As long as he was careful, Li Wei’s machete wouldn’t pose much of a threat.

After all, the nunchaku was longer than the machete. With caution, Chen Feng was confident he could take Li Wei down before getting hit.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

But Chen Feng didn’t rush in. He gripped one end of the nunchaku, spinning the other like a windmill, filling the air with a sharp whistling.

“Fatty, we concede. You can go,” Li Wei suddenly spoke.

“Go?” Chen Feng paused, though he remained vigilant. These were street thugs—far more cunning than he was. He didn’t dare let his guard down.

Sensing Chen Feng’s suspicion, Li Wei tossed the machete aside and said coldly, “Drop your weapons, all of you!”

The remaining thugs glanced at one another, then at their groaning companions on the ground, and threw down their weapons as well.

Li Wei turned to Chen Feng. “There. Now you can relax.”

Chen Feng stepped forward, shielding Fang Yue, and asked slowly, “Who sent you after me?”

Li Wei smiled faintly, replying, “Every line of work has its rules. Some things can’t be said. I can’t deal with you, and from now on, I won’t bother you again.”

Chen Feng didn’t press him further. His mind was still in chaos. Though he’d managed to defeat them, he was unsettled—it was, after all, his first real fight.

“Let’s go,” he said, helping Fang Yue to her feet. They picked up their bikes and soon vanished into the night.

Watching them leave, Li Wei finally exhaled and said quietly, “Get the men to the hospital.”

“Brother Li, you’re just letting that guy walk away?” one of his men asked, frowning.

Li Wei said nothing, simply raising his right hand. The man stared—Li Wei’s palm was split open and bleeding profusely. He was stunned.

Li Wei continued, “That fat kid isn’t ordinary. If I fought him, I’d lose nine times out of ten.”

The subordinate was dumbfounded, then gritted his teeth. “But, Brother Li, are we just letting this go?”

“Let it go? How could I?” Li Wei sneered. “There’s always someone to blame. Who got us into this mess?”

With that, Li Wei shifted all the blame onto Lin Hang.

Loyalty was never a virtue among thugs; bullying the weak and fearing the strong was their true nature.