After Shen Feng had placed all of Feng Kai's seven hundred thousand yuan into the snake skin bag,
he walked out of the Taekwondo Gym as if nothing had happened, having kept their mutual agreement from the competition, he naturally had nothing to feel guilty about.
Feng Kai, pale-faced and feeling the pain in his abdomen, with a burning sensation in his stomach, still couldn't believe what had happened. As a black belt in Taekwondo, was he really taken out by Shen Feng with just one punch? Struggling to stand, the sharp pain in his stomach prevented him from mustering any strength.
As Shen Feng was about to step out of the Taekwondo Gym, Li Yongxian shouted hoarsely, "Kid, you stay right there, you're going to regret this, you actually dare to break my leg, do you know who my master is?"
Shen Feng didn't even turn his head; for such dogs that liked to bark mindlessly, he didn't want to waste his saliva.
