"Smack!"
Chen Feng swung his hand with great force and slapped the man across the face on the spot. The slap disoriented him so much he couldn't tell north from south, east from west.
"Kid, you've got some nerve, daring to strike someone like that. Brothers, beat him to a pulp for me!"
This security guard hadn't expected Chen Feng to take pre-emptive action. Without uttering a word, Chen Feng had launched the first move. This was unacceptable; if they didn't beat him to death today, how could they continue to work in this business?
"Beat me? With you bunch of losers?"
Chen Feng snorted coldly through his nose. The first guard to rush at him held an electric baton that hadn't even touched Chen Feng before being knocked to the ground with a punch. Then a series of crackling sounds rang out, and all five security guards were lying on the ground, whimpering. Had Chen Feng not shown restraint, not one of them would have been able to stand up that day.
