Without a word, several men were about to attack Chen Fan.
"Doctor Chen, be careful! Run quickly and call the police!" Seeing this, Cui Jie shouted nervously.
Zhang Feng, enduring the pain, looked at Cui Jie disdainfully and said, "Worried about your kept boy? Let me tell you, if I don't cripple his hands and feet today, he's not leaving!"
Cui Jie, who had a sliver of hope, saw Chen Fan surrounded and unable to escape, and was filled with self-blame.
She knew that if it weren't for her, Chen Fan would likely not be in danger now.
"Beat him, cripple this kid's hands and feet," Zhang Feng said, seeing Cui Jie's self-blame, feeling incredibly pleased, and pointing at Chen Fan, he roared.
The men immediately swung their fists, aiming for Chen Fan's face.
Facing such a thin young man, these men didn't even use their full strength, completely disregarding Chen Fan.
"Bang!"
However, in the next second, one of the young men flew backward.
Then another young man flew out.
In just a few seconds, the burly men who had surrounded Chen Fan were all on the ground, groaning in pain, just like Zhang Feng before them, completely losing their ability to fight.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng froze on the spot, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Big brother is so amazing, big brother is so great!" At this moment, Xiao Ling'er in Cui Jie's arms also shouted happily.
Cui Jie finally snapped out of her shock, looking at Chen Fan in astonishment. She hadn't expected Chen Fan to be so powerful that five burly men were no match for him!
Brother Qiang, the middle-aged man sitting on the chair, frowned slightly and looked at Chen Fan with a cold expression. "Kid, I didn't expect you to be quite a fighter."
Chen Fan glanced at Brother Qiang and said, "This beast owes you money, what does it have to do with them, mother and daughter? Leave now, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Brother Qiang sneered, "Kid, are you threatening me? Do you know who my boss is? It's not something you can meddle in."
"Exactly, look at yourself, what are you? Just a kept boy. Let me tell you, our Brother Qiang's backer is the Wanhao Group! You dare to hit Brother Qiang's men, I think you're tired of living!" Zhang Feng said mockingly, pointing at Chen Fan.
"Wanhao Group? Isn't Wanhao Group in the catering and hotel business?" Chen Fan frowned slightly.
Brother Qiang's lips curved upwards. "Kid, catering? Hahaha, you're really kidding. Wanhao Group is the leading enterprise in the entire Jiangcheng City, involved in industries you can't even imagine."
Seeing Chen Fan frowning, he also said triumphantly, "Kid, do you know fear now? I advise you to quickly kneel down and apologize to Brother Qiang, and then give him all the money you have as a tribute. That way, Brother Qiang might let you off!"
"You want my money? Alright." Chen Fan nodded and took out his wallet from his pocket.
Ever since Chen Fan had money, he always carried a few thousand yuan in his wallet, which looked quite full.
Zhang Feng's eyes lit up. "Brother Qiang, this kid seems quite wealthy. I'll take this money to you as my tribute! Also, you can do whatever you want with this smelly woman later, and please speak well of me to the boss and give me a few more days."
Zhang Feng clearly intended to offer a gift from someone else.
But Brother Qiang didn't mind and waved his hand, signaling Zhang Feng to go and take Chen Fan's wallet.
Seeing Brother Qiang's gesture, Zhang Feng's face was filled with excitement. He quickly walked up to Chen Fan and playfully snatched the wallet from his hand.
He then took out all the money from the wallet and respectfully handed it to Brother Qiang.
Looking at it roughly, there was at least three thousand yuan. Brother Qiang showed a satisfied expression.
Zhang Feng rummaged through Chen Fan's wallet again, looking for any more money. He now valued every single yuan.
However, at this moment, a black card fell out of Chen Fan's wallet.
Zhang Feng didn't care what fell out; he only cared if there was any loose change left so he could go out for a meal later.
But Brother Qiang, upon seeing the black card that fell out, instantly turned pale.
He quickly crouched down and picked up the black card.
When he clearly saw the logo and the words written on it, Brother Qiang's face showed even greater shock.
Zhang Feng looked at Brother Qiang in confusion and asked, "Brother Qiang, it's just a membership card, are you interested?"
"Membership card?! You damn idiot, open your eyes and see what this is!" Brother Qiang roared, pointing at the black card in his hand.
Zhang Feng leaned in and read the words: "Wanhao Group Supreme Black Card."
"Supreme Black Card? Brother Qiang, what is the Wanhao Group's Supreme Black Card?!" Zhang Feng asked in confusion.
Brother Qiang didn't bother to acknowledge the idiot who didn't even know about the Wanhao Group's Supreme Black Card.
His hand holding the black card trembled slightly, and he stammered, "Sir, sir, this card, is it yours?"
Chen Fan nodded calmly, "Yes, it's mine. What, is robbing my money not enough? Do you want to steal this card too?"
Brother Qiang was stunned, his whole body trembling. He glared at Zhang Feng angrily, snatched the wallet from his hand, put all three thousand yuan back, and hastily stuffed the black card back into the wallet. "No, no, no, sir, you, you misunderstood. I saw your money was a bit dirty, so I helped you tidy it up. Now, now everything is returned to its owner!"
Brother Qiang tremblingly handed the wallet back to Chen Fan.
Now Brother Qiang was almost scared to death. How could he have imagined that this wallet contained a Wanhao Group Supreme Black Card!
There were only a dozen people in the entire Huazhong Province who possessed this card, and each of them was someone who could shake the entire Huazhong Province with a stomp!
To provoke such an existence was no different than seeking death!
"Is that so? But why do I feel like my money has decreased?" Chen Fan said with a playful smile.
Brother Qiang quickly nodded. "Yes, yes, it's less, it's definitely less. I'll get it for you right away."
Saying that, Brother Qiang took out several thousand yuan from his own pocket.
He even emptied the pockets of his subordinates and handed everything to Chen Fan.
Zhang Feng was stunned watching this scene. He had never seen Brother Qiang so subservient to anyone, even giving his own money to someone else.
"Brother Qiang, what is this kid's identity? Why are you so afraid of him? He's just that smelly woman's kept boy," Zhang Feng couldn't help but ask Brother Qiang.