Chapter 30: A Punch Worth 900,000

  "What? Brother Anan can only withstand one punch, aren't you harming Brother Anan?" Wang Qing glared at Liu Feng, her fists clenched as if she had a deep-seated grudge against him.

  Liu Feng was too lazy to explain to this woman and directly stared at the battle on stage.

  Rikiya's so-called one-minute has begun, his sandbag-like fist directly attacks Anan's chin, this Rikiya is indeed vicious.

  If an ordinary person were to be hit with such speed and force, they would definitely be knocked out by a single punch and then subjected to a frenzied attack. However, his opponent was Anan, who took a light step back with her foot.

  Riki-oh's fist brushed past Anan's nose tip, missing the punch, which ignited a fire of anger in Riki-oh's heart, increasing his attack speed and intensity, with each punch directly threatening Anan's body.

  But almost every punch was just a little off, not one of them made contact with Anan's body. Liu Feng in the audience couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile, this is the real Anan, a formidable opponent.

  Li Wang had gone completely mad, his fists were in disarray, and infinite anger rose up in his heart, he just wanted to hit the frail man in front of him as soon as possible.

  But the more he got angry, the less he could touch Anan's body. The voices of the surrounding audience who supported Li Wang were also getting smaller and smaller. They never thought that this man, who had been losing continuously, would suddenly have such agile movements.

  The bald man in the luxurious private room saw this and directly threw out the cup in his hand. The sound of the cup falling to the ground made several younger brothers around him tremble with fear. When the bald man got angry, it was very scary.

  "What the hell, didn't Scar already tell that kid? Why is he still not cooperating? Hurry up and let Liu Wang hit him, settle this battle once and for all." The bald man roared.

  A little brother rushed to the stage, and the scar on the stage was also in a hurry with sweat. If Li Wang couldn't win, Bald Brother might push the responsibility onto his own head, and at that time, he didn't know how many scars would be added to his face.

  Li Wang's boastful words from earlier now seem to be the biggest slap in the face, hitting himself. Earlier, he said he would take down Anan within one minute, but two minutes have passed and he hasn't even touched the kid's clothes. It's clear that his opponent is playing him.

  "Halt, interlude." Scar's urgent cry of halt brought about a chorus of gasps from the crowd.

  The scar-faced man walked up to Anan and said: "You little brat, you're asking for death. If you don't get hit soon, you'll be waiting for death."

  The battle resumed, and Riki charged at Anan with a crazed expression. This time, however, Anan did not dodge but instead charged towards Riki.

  Riki-oh's body was originally very tall and large, at the moment when the two people came into contact, Anan lightly lowered his head, Riki-oh's fist brushed against his hair without hitting Anan.

  But Anan's fist to the middle of Li Wang's ribs was just a simple punch, no one saw how this punch was launched, only Liu Feng under the stage showed a faint smile, and his side Wang Qing was completely stunned at this moment.

  Anan and Lixing Wang turned their backs to each other, the scene suddenly became quiet, everyone was waiting for the result, that punch just now was too fast, more people saw it was Lixing Wang's fist that hit Anan's head.

  Being hit by Wang's powerful fist on the head would likely crack his skull even if it didn't kill him.

  With a loud crash, Li Wang's heavy body fell to the stage, his eyes filled with incredulity, and he was knocked out by a simple punch.

  An Nan glanced at Li Wang behind him, then looked at Liu Feng below the stage. The two men's eyes met in mid-air and they exchanged a smile. An Nan said softly: "Young Master, from now on, no one will bully us again."

  The scene was quiet for a few seconds before suddenly boiling up. Although no intense fighting was seen, everyone was shocked by Anan's earth-shattering punch.

  An Nan walked down from the stage lightly, Liu Feng gave him a thumbs up: "This is my brother, we will no longer be silent, and stand up like men."

  An Nan's face revealed a rare smile: "Mm, young master, I won't let anyone bully us."

  The bald man in the luxurious private room was extremely furious at this moment, and almost everything that could be smashed in the room had been smashed by him. He roared: "Bring me a few people, and chop this kid to death with random knives."

  Liu Feng's phone soon received a text message, and his account had an additional 900,000 yuan. He didn't expect to make money so easily, and he smiled and said: "An Nan, your one punch is really worth the money, worth 9 million."

  An Nan didn't know that Liu Feng had placed a heavy bet on himself, and looked at him with confusion. Wang Qing, who was beside them, regretted not taking out her own savings to place a bet earlier. With a hint of jealousy, she said: "You've struck it rich, you're treating us tonight."

  Although the girl's voice was still unpleasant to hear, Liu Feng could feel that her attitude towards him had improved a lot.

  Liu Feng looked at the crowded underground boxing arena and said, "Let's hurry up and leave. The bald guy lost big today and won't let us go easily."

  Three people hastily left the underground boxing arena, but they didn't walk a few steps before being surrounded by dozens of people. Among those people was the scar-faced man from the underground boxing arena. He sneered at Liu Feng and his companions, saying: "So you're all in cahoots with each other, no wonder you made such a big bet. Today, I'll tell you that Baldy's money isn't easy to take."

  Wang Qing had never seen such a scene, and with a sobbing tone said: "You see, I knew this money wasn't easy to earn. I haven't even been in love yet, and now I'm going to die like this. It's all your fault. When you were a rich second-generation kid, you harmed many people, and after losing your backing, you still came out to harm people. You're just a scourge on society."

  "Shut up." Anan's angry roar was directed at Wang Qing behind him, who stared at Anan in shock. In her impression, Anan had always been a good-tempered person, even when faced with the greatest ridicule, he could still treat it calmly.

  Liu Feng was also stunned by Anan's sudden behavior, but he knew that Anan had lost his temper because Wang Qing had targeted him. He smiled and patted Anan on the shoulder, saying: "Anan, this is where you're wrong, after all, Wang Qing is a girl."

  Anan lowered his head and said expressionlessly: "Yes, young master."

  Seeing these three people completely ignoring him, Knife Scar furiously shouted: "Chop them into minced meat for me."

  A few hoodlums wielding various knives charged towards the three people, Liu Feng stood there with a pleased expression and didn't move, An Nan floated around like a ghost in the crowd, wherever he went, the hoodlums fell down.

  Wang Qing seems to have forgotten Anan's ferocity from just now, and his eyes are full of little stars. Such a cool and capable hero is the Prince Charming in many girls' dreams.

  Wang Qing glanced at Liu Feng beside her, who was just sitting there with a smile on his face. This made An Nan's excellence even more evident. She couldn't help but say in her heart: "A rich second generation is still a rich second generation. No matter how much they change, the stench from their bones will always be there."

  Liu Feng ignored her and continued to observe the battle.

  Dāo bā (Scar) watched as his brothers fell one by one, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart. When he saw Liu Feng and Wang Qing watching the commotion, a sly smile spread across his face.

  These two should be soft persimmons.