Chapter 115: [115] I’m just someone who likes to meddle in others’ affairs_1
 

The three people dragged Mao Anyi onto the car and were just about to follow in.

Suddenly, a Cayenne crazily slammed towards them, giving two men such a fright that they hastily jumped out of the car.

The woman who had been helping was a step too slow, tripping and falling to the ground.

“Screech…”

Tang Feng’s car stopped right in front of her, startling the woman.

“What are you doing?” Tang Feng got out of the car and walked over to lift Mao Anyi up.

He saw her stunning face flushed red, her body limp and powerless.

Trained in medical skills, he instantly recognized she had been drugged and anger flared within him.

At that moment, the two men turned back around, “Kid, mind your own damn business, let her go.”

Tang Feng helped Mao Anyi out of the car, and she leaned heavily on him, her eyes glazed to a slit, weakly whispering, “Save… save me…”

Holding her slender waist to prevent her from falling, Tang Feng then looked up at the two men, “You guys really have some nerve, pulling off such a heinous act in broad daylight?”

Noticing the commotion, many people coming in and out of the bar stopped to watch.

In fact, such incidents were common in bars, with fights over jealousy and competition happening daily.

The crowd thought this was just another conflict over snatching a woman, watching with keen interest.

“Don’t talk nonsense, what do you mean by ‘heinous’? We’re her friends; she’s drunk, and we’ve come to pick her up,” the man with a streak of green in his hair spoke up first.

If it wasn’t for the crowd around them, and the fact that Tang Feng arrived in a Cayenne, indicating some strength, he wouldn’t have bothered talking at all.

“Friends? How do you prove you’re her friends?” Tang Feng certainly wasn’t going to be fooled by their few words and immediately questioned them.

The woman who had helped lift Mao Anyi into the car quickly pulled out her phone, opened the gallery, and showed photos of her and Mao Anyi together.

“Do these photos prove it? If that’s not enough, I also have our call logs and WeChat chat history. Do you want to take a look?”

Tang Feng glanced at the photos, which indeed showed Mao Anyi and the woman posing intimately, looking very much like close friends.

“Heh, if you’re her friend, why did you drug her?” If he hadn’t noticed Mao Anyi was drugged, he might have believed the woman’s words.

“You’re spouting nonsense, who… who drugged her?” Panic flickered across the woman’s face, but she remained defiant.

“Then let’s call the police now, have the Public Affairs Hall help to check if she’s been drugged?” Tang Feng said, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

“Kid, I advise you not to meddle in other people’s business, unless you want trouble for yourself and your family.” The green-haired man’s face turned pale, and he made a move to snatch the phone.

“Sorry, I just happen to like sticking my nose into other people’s business.” Tang Feng stepped aside to avoid the snatch, then opened the door of the Cayenne and helped Mao Anyi into the back seat.

Her black high heels had fallen to the roadside as she struggled; he also picked them up and threw them onto the floor of the back row before closing the door.

This action immediately infuriated the two men.

“What are you wasting words with this kid for? Let’s do this!”

The man beside them with a gold chain, who had been quiet, lost his temper and charged at Tang Feng.

“Wow…”

A chorus of jeers immediately erupted from the crowd.

“About time they started fighting, a bunch of big men should throw punches, not just yap.”

“Two against one, this kid is about to get a taste of pain.”

“If you wanna pick up a chick, you gotta pay the price.”

“Why does that woman feel like Mao Mao to me?”

“Who’s Mao Mao?”

“You don’t know Mao Mao? Mao Anyi from Zhonghai TV, the beauty of Zhonghai.”

“It must just be someone who looks a bit like her, right? She’s the star host of Zhonghai TV; who would dare to drug her?”

“But to be honest, if you could hook up with Mao Anyi, it’d be worth getting beaten up.”

“Forget just getting beaten up, even getting beaten up every day would be worth it…”

While the other people were talking, the two men had already rushed towards Ye Feng.

The man with the gold chain led the charge, his massive fist aiming for Tang Feng’s temple.

Tang Feng just smiled faintly and then threw a punch of his own.

“Bang!”

Their fists collided.

Along with a “crack,” the sound of bones breaking echoed, and the man immediately felt a piercing pain, screaming as he staggered back.

The green-haired man hadn’t yet reacted and was still charging forward.

He was met with a flying kick from Tang Feng.

“Boom!”

The kick landed solidly on his chest, sending him flying and crashing onto the hood of a Toyota van.

“Ahhh…”

The two burly men were defeated in a single round.

One holding his deformed hand, the other clutching his chest, their cries of pain were ceaseless.

And the woman who claimed to be Mao Anyi’s good friend was already scared witless, “You… don’t come over here, I… I’ve called the police, okay?”

Without another word, Tang Feng strode over and slapped her face “smack smack” twice, knocking the woman to the ground.

He rarely hit women, unless they weren’t acting like human beings.

Betraying even one’s good friend, such a person, is a disgrace to humanity.

The onlookers, who had been eager to see a fight between three men, were stunned.

“Damn, this kid can really fight? Took down two men in seconds.”

“Those moves just now were damn cool, solved the problem with just one punch and one kick.”

“No wonder he dared to take on those two guys alone for a girl, turns out he’s an expert.”

“When you’re out in the world, you really do need to know martial arts…”

With just a small display of skill, Tang Feng had elicited a round of admiration.

A few boldly dressed women were already smitten, their eyes roving over him ceaselessly.

After all, Tang Feng was handsome enough, driving a two-million-worth luxury car, the quintessential tall, rich, and handsome guy.

Plus, he could fight, giving a strong sense of security.

He perfectly met most women’s ideal standards for a boyfriend.