Chapter 217: Proud

"Wow!"

Hubla's ferocity shocked the people present. They did not expect that there was such a monster hidden in this small business.

"So fierce!"

The onlookers couldn't help but take a breath, shocked by the strength and ferocity of the giant man in front of him.

The unlucky gangsters and thugs cried and screamed. Originally, they wanted to bully people, but unexpectedly kicked the iron plate.

If I had known, no matter how much money I gave them, they would not dare to take this muddy water.

"Good fight, ask them to come to us to be arrogant." At this time, Maria stood outside the door, clapping her hands, looking excited.

Zhao Feng looked at Hubra and showed a hint of admiration. He had always admired the bald giant man in front of him, and he especially liked his brave fighting style.

"Good person, just like a giant, is amazing!" Zhao Feng raised his thumbs up at Hubra who was still fighting, without being stingy with his praise.

The employees of the sandcastle business, when they saw Hubla's great power, all showed admiration.

Before, they had seen Hubra's excellence in this regard!

After some violent beating, these gangsters had long been bruised and swollen, and they were lying on the ground and could not move.

In contrast, Hubla stood there with a door panel worth hundreds of kilograms, like a person who was fine, without feeling tired at all, which made the people next to him stunned.

"How did this person grow? This strength is too great!"

Looking at the bald Hubla holding the door panel, looking majestic, some of the aunts next to him showed envious eyes. They were already past the age of looking at people's faces, and they cared about a good body.

Hubra didn't know that he had become the idol of these aunts at this time. If he knew about it, he would not know how he would react.

"You wait, you dare to hit us, don't think about it!" At this time, a gangster stood up, wiped the blood that had just been smashed, and said to Hubra with a stern look.

However, when he saw Hubla ready to lift the door panel, he was so scared that he staggered and rolled on the ground again.

“Didid…”

At this moment, a sound of horse hooves sounded from afar. Seeing this sound coming, the gangsters couldn't help but have a hint of surprise on their faces: "Here, come!"

At this moment, a group of more than ten horses stopped, and the leaders were all carrying swords. After a closer look, they found that they were from the Public Security Brigade of the Imperial Capital.

These people are temporary and usually rely on fines or tax collection to make a living. Among the people of the imperial capital, they have a very bad impression and are called pests in the imperial capital.

"What do you guys want to fight here?" At this time, the person in charge said to Hubra arrogantly: "Especially, you rely on your strong body to commit crimes in the street, are there any other kingly laws!"

As he said that, he waved his hand and said, "Catch it for me! If you resist, you will be punished for committing rebellion." At this time, he said to more than a dozen subordinates.

The uniform movements and equipment of these people look very scary.

But it’s nothing to deal with Zhao Feng and others who have seen the world. Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng said: “Dog Official, who are you!”

After saying that, he rushed up and slapped the other person several times.

"You... dare you hit me?" The guy covered his face, but he didn't expect Zhao Feng to take action suddenly.

Zhao Feng nodded and continued to slap him several times and said, "I... I'm the one who hits you!" At this time, his domineering aura was undoubtedly revealed.

"Do you know who I am? I am the captain of the Imperial Capital Patrol Team!" This guy thought Zhao Feng didn't know his identity, so he reiterated it.

"Is it a pity? OK, you're the one who beats you!" After saying that, he continued to slap this guy, which made the people next to him stunned, not knowing what to react.

"Dak, you're doing well!" At this time, Maria shouted loudly.

Looking at Zhao Feng's appearance, the guy named Pige immediately saw clearly. The person in front of him turned out to be Dark Evans, the legendary person who defeated Carlo's God of War.

"You... are Count Duck Evans?" After hearing the news, the guy named Pige fell softly to the ground and dared not speak.

Zhao Feng nodded and said, "Who has you taken advantage of? You guys? You want to target my sandcastle business as soon as you come? Don't leave, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

When a cold sound emerged from his mouth, the gangsters who wanted to escape immediately stopped. They had already felt Zhao Feng's momentum and murderous aura.

Faced with such a war god-level master, they didn't even dare to give up a single fart.

"Sir, the little people don't know Mount Tai, please let us go!" At this time, they all knelt on the ground with tactful qualities and kept begging for mercy.

"Just cut off one of your hands, or shout that your master is a dog!" At this time, Zhao Feng said with a frosty face.

"this……"

Just when these gangsters were in a dilemma, a voice came from a distance and said, "Who dared to touch me? I'm so brave!"

The man in front of him looked pale, cold, slender hawk eyes, not tall, colorful, and looked like a playboy.

Beside him were a few very burly bodyguards.

Seeing this familiar face, Zhao Feng knew that the person in front of him was Good Melada. He was always used to hiding behind the scenes.

He will not appear until the critical moment.

But today, he was forced by Zhao Feng so much that he had no choice but to come forward in person.

"It's me!"

Zhao Feng said coldly to Gude Melada: "I think who supports them? It turns out that he is the eldest son of the prime minister of the empire!"

"You trash, you still have the face to return to the imperial capital?" Good Melada stared at Zhao Feng and smiled: "Are you a trash who will never fight, you dare to return to the imperial capital? Isn't it embarrassing?"

As soon as the two met, a strong spark came out. It was obvious that they were very upset at each other.

"Hey, you're wrong. Dark Evans is a new god of war and has the talent of the six-system!" At this time, Maria said unconvincedly.

"Six-System Talents, who are you lying to? Just a waste of him, what other six-System Talents can you do? You are the new God of War, don't tease me!" Good Melada smiled and said, "If you want to brag, don't brag so much. If you tell me, I can still believe it. God of War, dream it!"

Good Melada grew up with Dark Evans. In his opinion, the other party is just a waste, how powerful can it be!

"Of course I don't think it's embarrassing." Zhao Feng said coldly, and then said to these gangsters: "I count one, two, three, you can decide for yourself!"

"If you wake up late, don't blame me for being rude!"

Under the threat of Zhao Feng's words, these people all showed hesitant expressions.

When Gud Melada saw this scene, he said, "Don't be afraid, I am the son of the prime minister of the empire. And he is just a waste, what are you afraid of!"

Good Melada has been responsible for helping Roger Melada make money recently. Every day, he is not only busy with conspiracies, but also lingers among the flowers.

He knew nothing about Zhao Feng.

Good Merada knew nothing about the things Zhao Feng did in Carlo and the defeat of the war god Dankun today. His impression of Zhao Feng was still in the past. Even if someone told him that Zhao Feng was very powerful, he would be scolded by Good Merada, saying that they were looking for trouble because they were fine.

When he was a child, Good Melada was often compared with Dark Evans. Although Dark Evans performed poorly, he was almost like a waste.

But Roger Melada always uses his performance to stimulate Good Melada.

"Look at your speed, it's not even as good as a waste..."

"You are so pig-smart, you can't even graduate from a martial arts family!"

Under the stimulation of these things, Good Melada became increasingly disgusted with someone comparing him to Dark Evans. In his opinion, comparing him to waste is simply an insult to himself.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As Zhao Feng finished counting three times, these people were still hesitating. Zhao Feng said to Hubra: "Do it for me, don't be polite to them, everyone will break a hand!"

Hubla nodded and walked straight to the people.

"Ba, ba, ba..." These unlucky gangsters screamed one by one, covering their arms and rolling all over the ground. The rest, with despair on their faces, looked at Good Melada.

"You guys come on, stop him!" At this time, Good Melada said to his bodyguards: "Bow that bald man to death, don't hold back!"

After saying that, he rubbed his fists and said to Zhao Feng: "Otherwise, let's compete too!"

When Zhao Feng heard his words, he laughed silently. Now there are fewer and fewer people who dare to challenge him head-on. He looked at Good Melada, at best, at the level of a silver warrior. When he confronted him like a war god, he would have only one word, miserable. If he added another word, he would die.

Looking at Zhao Feng's handsome face, Good Melada wanted to add more scars or purple marks to his face. When he was a child, he often beat Dark Evans like this.

Due to his elves' blood, Dark Evans was the most beautiful among the noble children.

This made Good Melada very jealous. He knew that no matter what, he would never be more handsome than the other party in his life.

"I...I won't come!" At this time, Zhao Feng shook his head and pretended to be tough and said, "Fighting is a rough act, so I won't come!"

This sentence was one of the excuses that Dark Evans often used.

"Hmph, you have to come if you don't come!" At this time, Good Melada waved her fist and smashed it directly at Zhao Feng, hoping to make his face bloom.

"It's not good to fight! Everyone saw it, he hit me first!" At this time, Zhao Feng gently pinched Good Melada's fist and pinched it hard.

Good Melada felt that his bones were about to break. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't run away. His face turned in pain, but he endured it tightly and did not dare to make a sound.

He felt that losing to such a waste was a very embarrassing thing.

If he was asked to scream like a woman, then wouldn’t he be completely lost as the title of the Tiger of the Imperial Capital?

"Don't it hurt?" Zhao Feng said with a smile and followed Good Melada.

Good Melada's face was about to twist, and she endured the pain and said, "I, it doesn't hurt!"

Zhao Feng looked at the other party's stubborn look and smiled, "If this is the case, I will use a little more force. If this is the case, your bones will be broken!"
To be continued...