A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Led by Ge Ren, a group of people stormed in and immediately surrounded Gu Feng's table.

Gu Feng remained seated there calmly and composedly, as if he would not be alarmed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

This kind of imposing presence is something even Ma Fen, the leader of the princeling faction, would be ashamed of.

"Hey kid, is that car yours?" Ge Ren asked Gu Feng, pointing to the Hummer outside.

For Gu Feng, his car was like his woman. Although he didn't know much about maintenance, he cherished it dearly. What he didn't expect was that, in other people's eyes, his car would be just as popular as his woman.

"It's mine," Gu Feng nodded. Owning a nice car isn't anything shameful, so why would he be embarrassed to admit it?

"It's yours, that's good. I was afraid you wouldn't dare admit it." Ge Ren sneered, waving his hand, "Brothers, give this guy pretending to be from our headquarters a good beating."

"Wait." Gu Feng suddenly stood up and reached out to push the table in front of him.

With a loud crash, he overturned the entire table. The soldiers who were surrounding him and Shi Yurou, ready to fight, were all forced to take several steps back.

"I'm willing to fight with you, but don't try to pin this on me. When did I impersonate someone from your headquarters?" Gu Feng demanded angrily.

"Don't waste your breath on him, beat him up, beat him to death!" Ge Ren said, taking the lead and throwing a punch at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng grabbed a chair next to him and threw it at him. Ge Ren quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the flying chair, and was about to lunge forward again when he saw Gu Feng grab another chair and shield him and Shi Yurou.

"If you're going to be so unreasonable, I don't want to waste my breath on you. But fighting is a man's business. If you're any real men, let my woman stand in a safe place." Gu Feng saw that these well-trained soldiers were all agile and skilled, unlike the rabble led by Ma Fen and others who were easy to deal with. Although he wasn't afraid, he was worried that their fists and feet might hurt Shi Yurou, so he provoked them with his words.

Soldiers are all heroes; that's what ordinary people think.

The soldiers have a strong sense of honor and would never bully the elderly, women, or children. Therefore, Gu Feng's suggestion that the women step aside was understood by everyone.

Gu Feng then took Shi Yurou's hand, led her to the side, and smiled at her, saying, "You stay here, I'll take care of them in a bit."

Shi Yurou's face showed anxiety. These tall, burly men were all soldiers, not ordinary soldiers. Moreover, there were so many of them; even the strongest fist can't fight four hands. No matter how skilled Gu Feng was, he probably wouldn't be a match for them. How could she not be worried? But in the end, she only said, "Be careful."

When a man does something, regardless of success or failure, a woman should silently support him from behind.

"It's nothing." Gu Feng grinned, then walked back to the center, casually rolled up his sleeves, and pointed arrogantly at the group of soldiers, saying, "Come on, didn't you want to fight? One-on-one, group fight, it's up to you."

"Damn it!" The soldiers cursed in unison. There are many arrogant people in this world, but few are as arrogant and ignorant as the person in front of them.

"I'll do it." A muscular soldier jumped out from the crowd.

Everyone realized that something interesting was about to happen.

The guy who jumped out is called a tough guy; he's known as a fighter in his company.

He possessed incredible skill and was as tough as iron; he could break more than a dozen bricks with one hand, and even five or six ordinary soldiers in the company couldn't take him down.

The young man yelling at them looked thin and weak; could he withstand a punch from a tough guy? The soldiers were all skeptical.

Soldiers don't fight like ordinary rabble; they don't resort to gang fights at the drop of a hat.

They valued fairness, so when the tough guy jumped out, all the other soldiers stood by with their arms crossed, watching the show.

"Hmm, not bad, quite well-developed limbs." Gu Feng propped himself up on one hand, looking the muscular man up and down, and praised him with a click of his tongue.

The phrase often followed by "all brawn and no brains" is "simple-minded." Although the muscular man was a muscle-bound guy, he wasn't stupid. He immediately realized that this guy was humiliating him, roared, and charged forward, punching Gu Feng in the chest.

Gu Feng stood there, watching the fist come hurtling towards him, yet he remained completely still. But to others, it seemed as if he was so frightened that he had forgotten to dodge.

The soldiers were all amused—with such meager skills, they dared to be arrogant; they were truly courting death.

Who knew that just as the muscular man's fist was about to strike Gu Feng's chest, he suddenly moved.

With lightning speed, he was as still as a virgin and as swift as a rabbit. His body flashed gracefully, and then he kicked out.

The muscular man dodged the first kick and was secretly pleased, but then Gu Feng kicked out with his other foot.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge the kick, the strong man had no choice but to cross his arms to protect his chest and block it.

With a muffled "thud," the muscular man felt as if his hands had been struck by an iron hammer, feeling numb, painful, and uncomfortable.

After that kick, he didn't even have time to catch his breath, let alone counterattack, before Gu Feng's third kick arrived. The muscular man had no choice but to block again...

Three-legged, four-legged, five-legged, six-legged...

The tough guy had never seen such terrifying speed, nor had he ever seen such terrifying force.

Gu Feng's feet moved in a relentless, rapid motion, one leg faster than the next.

The kick that struck the muscular man was as powerful as a battering ram used to breach a city gate.

But the speed was like that of an impact drill, with no gaps at all.

The tough guy managed to withstand six kicks from Gu Feng with his solid stance, but after being forced back two meters by the ground, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

This wasn't human; it was a monster, completely beyond human resistance. On Gu Feng's seventh kick, he was finally sent flying.

However, even after he had been kicked flying through the air, Gu Feng had no intention of letting him go. He followed closely, unleashing a barrage of kicks with both feet, relentlessly striking the burly man...

Isn't this the legendary deadly scissor kick?

Everyone stared in disbelief.

By the time they came to their senses, the company's number one tough guy had already fallen into the corner like a pile of shit with a "splat" and could no longer get up.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Ruthless, absolutely ruthless.

Amazing, so amazing it's almost sinister.

Gu Feng wanted this kind of effect—to make an example of someone.

Unfortunately, those who can join the army all have some fighting spirit.

His actions did not cause panic, but instead aroused public outrage.

When the dozens of soldiers saw their brother beaten black and blue, looking like a pig's head, they no longer cared about fairness or whether it was a case of the many bullying the few. They all rushed forward, unleashing their best moves, and their fists and feet rained down on Gu Feng like a storm.

Gu Feng, however, showed no fear whatsoever.

He was bold and daring, and when he stepped forward, he anticipated this outcome.

Although he was forced to retreat repeatedly by the soldiers who rushed at him, he was actually not injured at all.

Instead, their group was crammed together so tightly that they couldn't even unleash their full power.

Gu Feng fought and retreated, dodging, blocking, parrying, and seizing every opportunity to strike. He never missed a strike, but when he did, he never failed.

When he retreated from one end to the other, only half of the soldiers were still chasing and attacking him; the other half had fallen to the ground screaming in agony.

The number of injured continued to rise, while fewer and fewer people rushed forward.

Finally, Gu Feng retreated to a corner. His domineering aura, unleashed, not only prevented him from being surrounded and attacked, but instead allowed him to bully the many with fewer men.

Suddenly turning around, it stopped retreating and instead pounced on the enemy.

The soldiers were forced to retreat repeatedly, and screams echoed as they fell one after another.

The fight went from one end to the other, and then back again.

In the blink of an eye, the fierce and incomparable Gu Feng had taken down all fifty or sixty soldiers.

The restaurant was filled with people lying haphazardly, groaning and screaming, and not one of them could stand up. Even Ge Ren was sitting there hugging one leg, groaning incessantly.

Shi Yurou's eyes, as soft as water, were filled with boundless adoration and love as she looked at the powerful man who had returned to her side like a god, protecting her. She was mesmerized, stunned, dumbfounded, and speechless...

This is the man she wants, the man she longs for in this life and even the next.