At that moment, Chen Kaiwen climbed to his feet with Jiang Qin's support.
Although Qin Feng had punched him, there was not a trace of fear or restraint on his face.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.
"Nice punch!"
"But unless you beat me to death today, I, Chen Kaiwen, will let the whole world know exactly what kind of woman you are, Jiang Xiaoyu."
"And what a sanctimonious hypocrite you are, Qin Feng!"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing his words, Wang Lin and Deng Jialiang rushed over.
"Fuck you, you stupid bastard! What the fuck did you just say?"
"I'll fucking kill you!"
But then!
Qin Feng reached out and stopped them both.
"Crazy, don't stop us. I'm going to tear this bastard's mouth apart today."
Chen Kaiwen, on the other hand, showed no fear whatsoever.
Instead, he spread his hands with an indifferent smile on his face.
Qin Feng had regained his composure and seen through Chen Kaiwen's intentions.
What was a mere beating compared to two hundred million?
It was nothing worth mentioning.
Qin Feng believed that no one would refuse a beating if it earned them two hundred million.
Besides, that two hundred million might only be the beginning.
Qin Feng's expression turned icy as he fixed Chen Kaiwen with a knife-sharp gaze.
He slowly walked up to him and said coldly:
"So you won't stop today unless you get two hundred million?"
Hearing Qin Feng's words, Chen Kaiwen burst into loud laughter, arrogant and brazen.
Although blood still stained the corner of his mouth, his laughter sounded like a victor's triumphant cheer.
"Two hundred million? Hahaha, that was before. Now, I want five hundred million!"
As he spoke, Chen Kaiwen held up five fingers and waved them in front of Qin