Ye Qishan anxiously gripped Chen Feng's hand tightly, her eyes filled with terror as she stared at the fierce dogs in the cage. Chen Feng knew she was worried about him and smiled at her, "Don't worry, they're just two cute little wolf dogs and a bunch of pretentious beasts. I think the little wolf dogs are indeed hungry. I'll go find them some food."
Chen Feng let go of Ye Qishan's hand and nonchalantly stepped forward, grinning at the three Taekwondo masters in front of him. He waved at them and made a taunting gesture.
The three black belt Taekwondo masters, upon seeing Chen Feng's provocation, became furious. One of them took off his suit and threw it to the ground, loosened his limbs, and twisted his neck from side to side, producing a series of cracking sounds.
Even before the fight began, the onlookers could feel the formidable strength inside his body. Ordinary people probably couldn't withstand even one of his punches. Can Chen Feng really hold his own against him?
