However, judging from the expressions of Gui Si'Er and his underlings, they clearly didn't feel at ease. For a moment, the underlings all looked at Gui Si'Er, waiting for his orders.

Gui Si'Er suddenly laughed, "It's been a long time since I've encountered someone as tough as you, brother. It seems like it's impossible to get money from you without getting serious."

Saying this, he took the knife from Xiao Feng's hand, slammed his hand on the table, and said, "I'm not afraid to die. If I were, I wouldn't be in this line of work. But cutting off my hand is a bit much. How about I just chop off one finger?"

These words fell into the ears of Xiao Feng and the others, and it couldn't help but sound ridiculous. Not afraid to die, but afraid to chop off a hand—it's nonsense, right?

"Hold on!" Xiao Feng stopped him, "You just said you're not afraid to die, right?"

With that, he took a lighter from Zhao Guo'an's pocket and tossed it on the table, "Chopping off your hand is too boring. Light it up and stand here for ten minutes, and I'll give you a million."

Gui Si'Er frowned. He had liquor on him, and if it really came into contact with fire, he was truly finished.

As he was thinking, Xiao Feng continued, "What's wrong? Are you scared? Let me give you a hand then."

Xiao Feng took the lighter in hand, lit it up, and walked towards Gui Si'Er, "If you have the guts, stand still. Isn't your code on the street about face being more important than life? If you're a real man and want to keep mixing on the street, don't chicken out!"

He kept talking, and his footsteps didn't stop.

"Bro, bro, do you know what the consequences of killing, killing someone are?" Gui Si'Er swallowed hard and stammered.

At this point, anyone with eyes could see that Gui Si'Er was bluffing earlier, and even if Xiao Feng didn't stop him, letting him raise the knife, he might not have actually chopped off his own finger.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, "Sorry, I never consider the consequences of my actions."

Cold sweat suddenly poured from Gui Si'Er, soaking his entire back. Layers of sweat appeared on his forehead, like he'd just washed his face.

"If you're scared, you can drink two more bottles to boost your courage. Don't worry, if you die here today, your name will definitely be remembered on the streets. Although it might not be a good story, at least everyone will know there was someone like you.

In the future, when someone mentions you, they'll give a thumbs-up and say, 'Now that's a real man.' Your underlings, when bragging, oh no, drinking, will have another story to tell.

On the other hand, if you don't dare face death today, you're just a coward. Though your underlings won't say it out loud, they'll look down on you behind your back."

Xiao Feng, with a relaxed smile, said, "So, to make sure your name doesn't become a joke, and to prove you're a straightforward man of your word, stand still and don't move."

Gui Si'Er couldn't hold it anymore, quickly stepping back, losing his balance in the process, and sat right down on the ground.

He was very sure that if he hadn't moved, Xiao Feng really had the guts to burn him alive.

Because if it was just a bluff, Xiao Feng would surely try various ways to scare him away. But that wasn't the case; the meaning between Xiao Feng's words and actions was like he was afraid Gui Si'Er might move.

"Bro, I admit defeat, you're the real deal, I'm impressed!" Gui Si'Er said, lying on the ground.

"Got scared that easily, huh." Xiao Feng shook his head with disinterest, looking quite disappointed.

Pausing, Xiao Feng continued, "To be honest, if you hadn't stepped back just now, I would've stopped walking forward. But who knew you get scared so easily."

"..."

An eerie silence enveloped the room. Gui Si'Er and his underlings knew Xiao Feng was purposefully making sarcastic remarks, but the problem was… damn it, it was infuriating.

As for Zhao Guo'an and the others, they were already used to it. If Xiao Feng didn't act like this, that would be the weirdest thing.

"Let's go!"

Gui Si'Er muttered, stood up, and headed for the door, with his underlings naturally following suit.

When they came in, their stride was arrogant, and they swaggered with every step, deserving a beating.

But leaving, they were dejected, walking hurriedly and shamefacedly.

If someone had recorded a video to compare, the contrast couldn't be more stark.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Feng frowned.

Gui Si'Er paused, took a deep breath, and turned back, saying, "Bro, a beating is a beating. It was my mistake for not recognizing who I was messing with. I hope you can be magnanimous."

Xiao Feng pointed to the broken glass bottles on the ground, "Clean up the mess before you leave."

The muscles on Gui Si'Er's face twitched violently. He was clearly furious, but he still gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "Okay."

The underlings hurriedly ran back, picking up the shards piece by piece before scurrying out.

"Master is mighty!"

Di Junxiong's face was flushed with excitement, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Xiao Feng, just like a fan meeting their idol, eyes sparkling.

Xiao Feng proudly waved it off, "Small scene, small scene."

Everyone fell into speechlessness. Although they knew for Xiao Feng, it was indeed a small matter, saying it out loud felt very different.

At this moment, Su Yuzhuo, leaning on crutches, suddenly spoke, "I don't understand. Aren't punks like that supposed to hit others? Why did that bald guy hit his own head with a bottle?"

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment and replied seriously, "Maybe it's because I'm particularly handsome."

"..."

Everyone was left speechless by this thunderous answer.

Lin Jiaxuan sneered, "Someone's skin is so thick, it's astonishing. I bet even an atomic bomb couldn't blast it apart."

"Agreed!" Zhao Guo'an chimed in.

Xiao Feng was immediately displeased, quickly walking over to Lin Jiaxuan, taking her sunglasses off her face, and throwing them over to Zhao Guo'an, "Yours now."

Lin Jiaxuan immediately closed her eyes, unable to keep them open under the sunlight.

Holding the sunglasses, Zhao Guo'an looked utterly surprised, "Did I hear wrong?"

But soon he realized something was off. Why did the sunglasses seem so familiar?

Back inside, he rummaged through his bag for the sunglasses case, and sure enough, it was empty.

"Old Xiao, you actually took my sunglasses…" Zhao Guo'an stormed out, ready to confront Xiao Feng.

But as soon as he stepped out, before he could reach Xiao Feng, he was blocked by Di Junxiong, "You'd better show some respect to my master. I don't care about the past, but if anyone disrespects my master again, don't blame me for being rude to them!"

Zhao Guo'an was about to explode with anger and fumed, "Do I look like I'm that easy to bully?"

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