"Puff puff...ah... puff puff!" As long as Luo Tengfei did not give the order to stop, the two noctivagant teams would not stop. They were like a horrible killing machine, on a rampage. The sounds of choppers and gunshots, combined with the screams, made the Fengyun Club House, a scene of a bloodbath. "No, no, you villains, you can't do this!" Seeing what they did, Huang Yiwei's heart bled. The bodyguards from the Huang Family, had all been sent to the army for special training, through their internal connections and this cost a large amount of money every year. And this time round, Huang Yiwei brought 24 bodyguards with him to the East China Sea, all of whom were regarded as elites in their family! However, today, facing the noctivagant teams, these people seemed so weak, like a bunch of street gangs who encountered regular troops. It didn't even take one minute to end the fight between the two parti

Many media reporters were said to be present when the police arrested members of the Dongfang Family. Many media platforms disclosed that, when the police rushed into the Dongfang Family, Old Lady Dongfang should be surfing the Internet, and she was watching a video called "Evil Doings of a Time-honored Dining Family" through a large portal. When handcuffed by the police, the old lady cried and laughed as if out of mind, shouting loudly, "My better half, I am sorry for you. I have given birth to such idiots, who ruined the whole family even before I die..." With chains throughout the country, the Dongfang Family, whose business was prosperous in the Chinese restaurant industry for many years, collapsed in an instant. This kind of major event naturally became the shocking news throughout China. All the media outlets were condemning both in speech and writing the Dongfang Family, the heartless catering tycoon, and leading the fam

The young man looked at Liu Feng's seemingly pleasant smile, but felt a chill through him from deep inside. "Mr. Liu, I know I've made a mistake, I..." "Puff!" A silver needle had pierced the point between his eyebrows before the young man could even finish his talk. "When you make small mistakes that is nothing if you correct them. But your whole life will be ruined once you make even one big mistake." Liu Feng turned his hand and pulled the machete that was nailed into the hand of the young man, who instantly collapse to the ground as if he was exhausted all over. Seeing Liu Feng kill them with ease, Yang Shiwen finally didn't feel like vomiting again today. "Brother Feng, when will I become as powerful as you?" asked Yang Shiwen. Liu Feng smilingly said, "Normally it takes ten years, assuming you are pretty talented." "Oh, is there an abnormal case?" "Yes,

Zheng Keer caused a sensation due to the headline "Good Luck to You", but she was not the one who caused the greatest stir. Plenty of video websites had posted the video in which Liu Feng hit Master Lan at the press conference, since Master Lan of the four masters in the capital was recognizable by many in the upper class, though Liu Feng was not well known. Therefore, the video instantly went viral and was most commented on all major media platforms, fueled by someone held a grudge against Master Lan. "Slap!" At this point, Lan Tingyu, who had returned to the capital, smashed a bottle of 1982 Chateau Lafite Rothschild on the ground. "B*stard, if my father has watched this video, he will surely break my leg!" Lan Tingyu roared while gnashing his teeth. Then he took out his cellphone to make a call. "Hurry up, delete the video, in which I was beaten, posted on major network platforms. No one is allowed to publish i

"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man showed a touch of savage in his face, and didn't have a tender heart for women at all. He waved his fist towards Yang Shiwen. It could be seen that First Miss Lady Yang was still somewhat nervous when actually taking advantage of the martial arts to confront the rival. Faced with a heavy punch from the middle-aged man, Yang Shiwen's hands were in the shape of holding flowers before her chest. Her forearms were almost stuck together, and her legs were slightly curved, showing a standard posture of the Little Thought. Before the middle-aged man, with his fist, could hit Shiwen's chest, her slim waist was suddenly twisted, with her left arm moving outwards. Meanwhile, she, with her left fist, punched the man along her twisted waist and back. "Bump!" Yang Shiwen's punch was cold and fast, with her little fist firmly hitting the man's nose. "Ah!"