Master Head of the Dragon Soul
Chapter 364

Rumble! Rumble!

The rumbling sounds of cars could be heard from outside the room. Immediately after that, a series of chaotic footsteps were heard.

Shen Cong had been driving for many hours, and he looked especially haggard. Behind him were many members of higher management of the resort. Instantly, the cramped room was filled with people. When Shen Cong saw the scene in front of him, his field of vision went black, and he nearly passed out.

I'm too late after all!

The managers of the resort were dumbfounded when they saw the scene in front of them. Several dozen gangsters were sprawled all over the floor like dogs. Zhao Lan was also on the floor with blood flowing out from her mouth and other orifices.

"Who could have done this? And on Mr. Shen's turf, no less!"

"Look, even Mrs. Shen is beaten. That guy must have a death wish."

"Oh no, Mr. Shen is going to explode. I hope we don't get involved in this..."

Yun Muqing, Yang Gang, and Cheng Meixin seemed troubled as they wondered what might happen to them. On the other hand, Jiang Fengguang came out from his hiding place and laughed brazenly. "Haha, Chu Feng, you're finished! Now that Mr. Shen is here in person, you should fall on your knees now and apologize!" he yelled.

When Zhao Lan saw her husband, she quickly ran over and buried her face in his chest as though she had seen her redeemer. "Darling! Look at what that b*stard did to my face! Please, you'll have to beat him to death for me. I want him to pay a hundred times the price for offending me!" she cried out while tears streamed down her face.

Shen Cong shuddered involuntarily and shoved Zhao Lan away, as though he did not know who she was.

Then, he quickly ran over in front of Chu Feng and fell on his knees.

Wait... What's going on? The people in the room were dumbfounded when they saw what happened. Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Yun Muqing, Yang Gang, and Cheng Meixin did not know what was going on. Zhao Lan reacted like she had just seen a ghost. Jiang Fengguang's smile froze on his face. He slapped himself twice to make sure he was not dreaming...

Isn't Shen Cong the head honcho of the Jiuhua district, with Ma Sanyuan of the Chamber and Mr. Chu of Feng Yun Group backing him? Why would he kneel to a lowly peasant like Chu Feng on his territory? The only calm person in the room was Chu Feng. He slowly sat down on a stool and glanced at Shen Cong in front of him. "So you know who I am?" he said.

"Yes, I know now," Shen Cong replied with sweat streaming down his face.

"So I beat up your wife and your lackeys on your territory. Will that be a concern to you?" Chu Feng asked calmly.

"No, not at all!" Shen Cong nearly wet his pants out of fear when he heard that. He slammed his head on the ground, and his forehead began to bleed.

Now that he knew Chu Feng was the mysterious "Mr. Chu", he dared not show him the slightest bit of disrespect.

"Shen Cong? What... What's gotten into you? Are you crazy?" Zhao Lan was expecting her husband to defend her, but seeing him behave so slavishly made her lose all rational thought. "That b*stard had bullied your wife and son! Look at my face. He did this to me. Why are you kneeling to him? Even a eunuch has more balls than you! Kill him now! Kill him and his b*stard daughter and avenge me!" Zhao Lan did not expect what happened next.

Slap!

Shen Cong could not hold it back any longer. Before Chu Feng could say anything, he slapped his wife on the face so hard that the two teeth that had just been fixed flew back out again. "Shut up, b*tch! If you say another word, both of us will lose our lives!" Shen Cong said hatefully through gritted teeth.

He had done his investigations on the way to the resort. Whatever his wife told him earlier was a total lie.

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Zhao Lan and Shen Hao were actually the bullies. All Chu Feng wanted was an explanation.

Shen Cong found that Zhao Lan was the unreasonable one to offend Chu Feng, not knowing that he was the mysterious "Mr. Chu", his boss's boss, and could end their entire family with a single command! He was already unhappy about how arrogant his wife had been. Now that she had courted deadly trouble for the entire family, he was not going to hold back any longer. The accumulated anger and resentment manifested itself in Shen Cong's open palm.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Grabbing Zhao Lan's hair, Shen Cong delivered eight slaps to her cheeks in a row. At the end of it, Zhao Lan rolled away and wept inconsolably.

Jiang Fengguang and the others were dumbfounded. They were wondering if Shen Cong was possessed by something. He would never have acted like that toward his wife.

"Curse you, Shen Cong! You useless wimp! That b*stard bullied your wife and son, but you take it out on me? I might as well die!" Zhao Lan wailed while rolling on the floor and throwing a tantrum.

"Crazy b*tch!" Shen Cong cursed and once again fell on his knees in front of Chu Feng. "Everything that happened today is all my fault. I should have disciplined my wife and son instead of letting them ruin your time here," he said nervously. "Please give me a chance. I'll definitely make things right for you."

Just who is that person? Why is Shen Cong behaving so submissively on his own turf?

Chu Feng said calmly, "Do it then."

"Yes, Mr. Chu," Shen Cong replied courteously.

Mr... Chu?

Everyone in the crowd gasped in surprise when they heard that name.

"Chu" was a relatively common surname, but the only person with that surname who could make Shen Cong behave in such a lowly and submissive manner was the "Mr. Chu" of Feng Yun Group! Yang Gang and Cheng Meixin were shocked as well. They could not believe that the "Mr. Chu" who wielded unthinkable power and influence was next to them all along!

Zhao Lan could not utter another word. She choked and sputtered as though someone was grabbing her throat.

Jiang Fengguang's legs went weak, and he fell on the floor with a loud thump.

"He's... He's Mr. Chu!" Jiang Fengguang muttered to himself.

The only emotion he felt was endless regret. If he had known Chu Feng was "Mr. Chu," he would not have disrespected him. If only he could turn back time to warn himself... Shen Cong's face instantly fell. He barked curtly, "Bring me that ingrate child!"

Even before he could finish his sentence, several of his men dragged Shen Hao to him. He was still swollen and bruised from earlier, and he burst into tears from the shock.

Without saying a word, Shen Cong slapped his son on the face and roared, "You animal! How could you stab another child with needles? Did I ever teach you to do that? You there, slap him one hundred times, and don't stop until I say so."

Shen Hao cried out in fear. Zhao Lan was also shocked. "Are you crazy, Shen Cong? He's your only son! Are you going to beat him to death?"

Slap! Slap!

Shen Cong slapped Zhao Lan twice and pointed at her nose. "You b*tch! You're the one who spoiled him and brought disaster to our family! Go and kneel over there and prepare to be slapped!"

Shen Cong was furious. He thought he was so close to his big break. Endless riches and opportunities were already within reach, but his wife had to ruin it all. His career was already over, and even his life was in jeopardy. It was no surprise he was so angry.