Zhang Hu’s Shock!

A fierce fire burned within Bei Feng’s pupils as he stood in the doorway—the entire conversation of this bunch of sick bastards had just been heard by him.

"I hadn’t intended to take so many people in. But since it’s like this, all of you can just become a knife in my hand," Bei Feng said lightly. In the eyes of the group of men, he only appeared to be talking to himself.

"Hey kid, who the hell are you?!"

All kinds of weapons appeared in their hands as the group of men moved to surround Bei Feng. The little children all scattered like cockroaches in their hurry to get away from the fight. Only the little girl that Bei Feng had first met remained, sitting wordlessly on the same spot.

"Xiao Nan, back off," Zhang Hu raised his hand to signal the man who had stepped out.

"Heh, kid, your strength is not bad… want to join us?"

Zhang Hu narrowed his eyes and smiled in interest as he looked at Bei Feng.

"One, two, three…"