"Why are you staring at me like that? So soon, and you don't recognize me anymore?"
Chen Feng said with a faint smile, looking at the middle-aged woman whose face was full of shock.
"You... you... you!"
The middle-aged woman looked at Chen Feng with a face full of terror, stuttering for quite a while without being able to utter a word.
Because this was simply too unbelievable.
So many people had beaten up Chen Feng, and yet he had managed to walk out, seemingly unscathed—not even a single hair was harmed. This was just too damn fake!
"Are you wondering why I'm completely fine?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.
The middle-aged woman immediately nodded.
"Are you also curious about what happened to that scar-faced man and his lackeys?" Chen Feng continued to ask.
The middle-aged woman nodded again.
"Go have a look for yourself!" Chen Feng said indifferently, pointing with his finger towards a small alley.
