Chapter 625 Yes! Right Here!

Everyone had dignity; how could he easily kneel before others?

"Cripple! You aren't allowed to speak up! How could you not admit your mistakes? Who do you think

you're talking to?"

Jang Wei was furious and endured his temple, but he wasn't expecting Chen Yong to respond. He

kicked the cripple in the stomach and cursed violently after learning that the horse's feeder dared to act

presumptuously in front of him.

"You requested it. Beat him until he confesses," said Jang Wei.

The others rushed up right away, striking and kicking Chen Yong. Even though Chen Yong tried to

shield his head with both hands while allowing these individuals to strike him, he ended up with broken

ribs and a bleeding head.

"Chen Yong, unexpectedly, turned out to be such a person. He has no right to do this."

"I've known for a while that he's a bad guy. According to what I heard, he was caught stealing from the

army and was forced out with a shattered leg."

"Admit it quickly, so it doesn't involve everyone; it's a letdown. You shouldn't have done that!"

Colleagues pointed at Chen Yong with extreme scorn.

They used to bully and repress the introverted Chen Yong during the workweek. When they came

across anything like this, they naturally wanted him to take the blame.

The club owner, who had just witnessed Chen Yong being battered nearly to death, urgently pleaded

with Chen Yong, "Why don't you just admit it quickly and apologize to Mr. Jang? Do you want to be

dead?"

Chen Yong gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said firmly, "I didn't do

it, and I won't kneel." Even though he had a very rough life, he couldn't lose his self-esteem or his

soldier's pride.

"Do you consider yourself to be tough and strong, Cripple?" Jang Wei yelled angrily and said with a

grim smile, "You won't kneel, won't you? So I assume you don't want to stand up in your life ever

again."

He waved a substantial steel rod that his subordinates had given to him.

"You deserve it!" Jang Wei yelled fiercely and smashed the steel rod in his hand into Chen Yong's

knee. Everyone on the scene was shocked, and the timid ones even covered their eyes. The kneecap

would undoubtedly be broken, and he would become permanently crippled if this stick fell.

"Stop!" Chu Feng instantly grabbed Jang Wei's wrist and remarked casually, "That's a bit over."

Jang Wei could only feel a strong force gripping his arm, and he was unable to move with all of his

strength.

"You'd better stay out of this, move aside, and don't push me to punch you! Ah!" Chu Feng fractured

Jang Wei's wrist just before the voice faded. Chu Feng struck him in the face once more as he was

screaming, breaking his nose, and several teeth burst out.

"Mr. Jang!" Several bodyguards were taken aback and slammed their fists fiercely at Chu Feng, but

Chu Feng punched them all to the ground. Everyone screamed.

Who was this man who was so fierce? They wondered in confusion.

Chu Feng approached Chen Yong, who was lying on the ground, his body quivering slightly, ignoring

the screams of Jang Wei's group of people.

"Unexpectedly, it's you."

"You've got the wrong person," said Chen Yong.

Fearing Chu Feng might identify him, Chen Yong quickly turned his head, covered his cheeks, and

dragged his broken leg while moving back.

"How long do you want to run away from me?" Chu Feng suddenly shouted, "The pioneer lieutenant of

the Dragon Soul Warlord, Fengxing!"

Chen Yong's body started to tremble; he was virtually trained to respond. He stood up, keeping his

back straight as he saluted and yelled, "Yes! Right here!"