Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chu Feng tightened his grip on his wrist.

The wine glass in his hand shattered into countless sharp shards. He simply waved his hand.

Those shards, like lightning, instantly pierced the foreheads of several assassins. They widened their eyes in anger and disbelief, witnessing everything before them. And then they fell to the ground with a loud thud; all of them became lifeless bodies!

"This is impossible!"

Black Club's face immediately changed, as if she had seen a ghost.

These companions of hers were all sharpshooters. How could they die without even having the chance to shoot? They just... died?

Shen Jing Er and the others were even more shocked, their eyes wide open.

With just the fragments of a wine glass, Chu Feng effortlessly pierced through the skulls of these assassins and killed them.

Oh my god, what kind of technique is this?

Not to mention how challenging it was to perform such a deadly technique with a few ceramic shards; just piercing through the skull alone was a feat. Even in a surgical operation, it would take more than ten minutes with a drill.

But Chu Feng, in the blink of an eye, killed five people!

What kind of monster is this?

A grandmaster of martial arts, at the very least!

The bodyguards were all taken aback, realizing what Shen Wanqian had said earlier.

Even if they all joined forces, they still wouldn't stand a chance against Chu Feng alone. Now it seemed that it was not an exaggeration!

Black Club's gaze was filled with fear and panic. She knew very well how formidable Chu Feng was. Without hesitation, she immediately disregarded the corpses of her companions and tried to jump out of the car to escape.

"Running away?"

Chu Feng sneered, waved his hand again, and two dining knives flew out, directly hitting Black Club's legs. She immediately fell to the ground with a thud.

Chu Feng approached her without saying a word, directly severed her tendons in her hands and feet, and then punched her chin, preventing her from biting her tongue or committing suicide.

He coldly said, "I know the rules of assassins. To protect client information and avoid humiliation and torture, they would commit suicide if the mission failed."

"But now you are already a useless person, incapable of doing anything. Enjoy your time."

Black Club's gaze was filled with resentment and anger, and a touch of despair appeared on her beautiful face.

Chu Feng's actions were too ruthless and heartless, cutting off all her escape routes.

"Mr. Shen, I have left you one survivor. How to deal with her is up to you." Chu Feng clapped his hands, extremely calm, as if he had done something insignificant.

Shen Wanqian was stunned for a full two minutes before he woke up from his shock. He was filled with gratitude and said, "My buddy, thank you so much. You saved my life."

"Here's what we'll do. Leave me your contact information, and when we arrive at Xi Ye, I will definitely repay you," Shen Jing Er said, her eyes filled with anticipation. She had always admired strong individuals, and after witnessing Chu Feng's powerful skills just now, her impression of him had significantly improved.

Chu Feng just smiled and said, "No need for that. When we arrive at Xi Ye, I will find a way to contact you." "Who knows, maybe I'll give you a surprise then."

He was actually looking forward to seeing Jinger's reaction when he, the God of War, appeared in front of her.

"Uh..."

Shen Wanqian was also taken aback for a moment, but then he firmly shook hands with Chu Feng and said with a smile, "Alright, let's have a good drink when the time comes. We won't return until we're drunk."

"Sounds good."

Chu Feng smiled, and soon the conflict in the restaurant caught the attention of the train police. However, Shen Wanqian was extraordinary and quickly resolved the situation. Soon, the train arrived at the station.

At this moment, the phone rang, and Ye Mei Er's sweet voice came through: "Is this Chu Feng? I'm Mei Er. Where are you? We'll come to pick you up."