Chapter 179 War God
The oppressive crowd surged forward like an unstoppable tide, aiming to engulf Chen Feng within.
Chen Feng stood his ground, one hand behind his back, motionless, with a look of indifference always gracing his face.
The first to reach him was a burly man at the forefront of the crowd.
In his hand, he held a thick steel pipe, as thick as a child’s wrist.
If that steel pipe struck someone, it would shatter their bones on the spot.
Without a word, the burly man swung the steel pipe at Chen Feng’s shoulder with no intention of holding back.
After all, Huang Wenbo had issued a strict order; Chen Feng must not be allowed to leave alive tonight.
The pitch-black pipe, whistling with the wind, headed straight for Chen Feng’s shoulder.
Yet, Chen Feng remained unmoved.
Seeing this, a look of scorn flashed in the burly man’s eyes.
Because, in his opinion, Chen Feng’s behavior was tantamount to courting death.