<h4>Chapter 538: Chapter 538: Losing Sanity</h4>


    In the police office.


    Chen Feng stood before Brother Biao and his three men, one hand behind his back, a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.


    However, this faint smile looked to Brother Biao and his men like the smile of the Death God.


    The smug smiles on their faces stiffened and gradually disappeared as their bodies began to shake uncontrobly.


    Facing Zhuo Yating, even though she held a handgun, they were not afraid.


    Because they knew as long as they had Ji Xiaotao as a hostage, Zhuo Yating would definitely not dare to shoot.


    But facing Chen Feng was apletely different story.


    Back on Baohua Street, the skills Chen Feng demonstrated were simply terrifying.


    They had left a profound shadow in the depths of each of their hearts.


    This shadow instilled an instinctual fear of Chen Feng in them.


    Just like a mouse seeing a cat.


    Thus, seeing Chen Feng again now, that fear directly resurfaced in their hearts.


    Even if Chen Feng did nothing, their courage was already shattered!


    Chen Feng, with a small smile, looked at Brother Biao and his three men and said softly,


    "If you don’t want me to take action, then release the hostage willingly, and kneel with your hands on your heads. Maybe then you’ll have a chance to live."


    "I’ll give you one minute to think about it. If you haven’t done as told after one minute, then I’ll have to take action myself!"


    Upon hearing this, Brother Biao and his three men involuntarily trembled.


    "Brother... Brother Biao, maybe... maybe we should surrender?"


    One of the burly men swallowed his saliva, turned his head, looked at Brother Biao, and spoke with a trembling voice.


    He was the one who had been kicked by Chen Feng and smashed into the minibus, embedding himself into the front of the vehicle.


    He still vividly remembered that kick and remembered it with absolute rity.


    It had filled his heart with an extreme fear of Chen Feng.


    Seeing Chen Feng again, he had no intention of resisting.


    Because he really didn’t want to experience another kick.


    If he took another one, he knew, he definitely wouldn’t survive!


    "Shut up, you disgrace!"


    Brother Biao red fiercely at the burly man and said coldly.


    "But we can’t beat him at all!"


    Another burly man also spoke up.


    Like the previous burly man, he harbored a deep-seated fear of Chen Feng in his heart and had no desire to confront Chen Feng again.


    "I don’t need you to remind me!"


    Brother Biao red fiercely at the two men, gritting his teeth.


    He was well aware that they couldn’t win.


    After all, back on Baohua Street, ten men with ten guns were no match for Chen Feng.


    Now with just the four of them and only a pair of broken scissors as a weapon, there was even less of a chance to contend with Chen Feng.


    Brother Biao was very clear about that.


    However, Brother Biao was a proud man. Having finally escaped bondage, he was naturally not willing to just surrender.


    "Stop trying to persuade me, I’ve made up my mind. Even if I die today, I will die standing and never surrender!"


    Brother Biao took a deep breath, then turned to the two burly men with a resolute expression on his face.


    "Well said, Brother Biao, I support you!"


    The driver hastily ttered, then he turned to those two burly men and mocked coldly, "You two are really spineless!"


    "We...sigh!"


    Upon hearing this, the two strong men also deeply sighed with a bitter expression on their faces.


    They knew very well that if they were to forcefully confront Chen Feng, there was only a dead end for them, but surrendering might spare their lives.


    But seeing Brother Biao’s determined demeanor, the two thought better of it and ultimately kept their thoughts to themselves.


    Having followed Brother Biao for so long, they were very clear that once Brother Biao made a decision, no one could change it.


    Seeing that the two men stopped talking, Brother Biao gave a coldugh and then said to the driver and the others, "Since no one else objects, let’s fight to the death together!"


    "Alright!"


    The driver was the first to nod in agreement.


    The two burly men looked at each other, and finally, with helpless expressions, they also nodded.


    Seeing this, Brother Biao’s mouth curved ever so slightly, then he turned to the driver, a cunning look shing in his eyes. He then dered seriously, "I remember, you said earlier that if danger arose, you’d be the first to go up. Now’s your chance to show me your loyalty—go ahead!"


    "What? Me?"


    Upon hearing this, the driver’s eyes widened, and he was totally stunned, his expression freezing on his face.


    Though he had loudly dered his support for Brother Biao, in reality, it was all just for show.


    The thought of facing Chen Feng alone truly terrified him.


    "That’s right, you! It’s time to show your true strength. Go on, I believe in you, you can definitely take that guy down!"


    Brother Biao nodded solemnly as he spoke.


    "But I don’t believe in myself, Brother Biao. How about letting those twoe with me? The three of us can look out for each other!"


    The driver pointed towards the two burly men and said.


    "Hey, how could that show your strength if those two came with you? Hurry up and go, we three will cheer for you from behind!"


    Brother Biao waved his hand dismissively, smiling as he said this.


    "I... I can’t do it, he’s too formidable, I’m scared!"


    The driver said with a pained face.


    The very thought of facing Chen Feng alone made his legs shake with fear.


    "Don’t be afraid, you are the bravest warrior of our begging organization. Hurry up, if you manage to beat him, I’ll reward you with a BMWter on!"


    Brother Biao patted the driver on the shoulder, encouraging him.


    "Really?"


    Upon hearing the word "BMW," the driver’s eyes instantly reddened, and he almost lost his senses.


    As a driver, having driven for others all his life, he had always dreamed of owning his own car.


    Now that he heard Brother Biao promising him a BMW as a reward...


    As the saying goes, money makes the world go round.


    Even though the driver was extremely terrified of Chen Feng, his desire scattered his fears.


    "Ah! I’m giving it my all!"


    The driver rolled up his sleeves, yelled out, and then grabbed an office chair from the side, lifting it and charging straight at Chen Feng.


    Seeing this, Zhuo Yating’s eyes flickered with concern as she quickly spoke up, "Chen Feng, be careful!"


    "Heh, don’t worry!"


    Chen Feng turned to look back at Zhuo Yating and smiled as he spoke.


    Having said that, Chen Feng turned his head back to watch the driver, a faint smile always ying on his lips.


    The driver was fast and soon reached Chen Feng. Without a second word, he swung the office chair straight at Chen Feng’s head, all the while shouting, "Kid, don’t me me, killing you gets me a BMW, die!"