Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God

Li Feng looked at Wang Jinkun, who was sure of his victory, and smiled slightly: "Want to gamble a bit, huh? Okay, how about this amount!"

Li Feng said, holding up one finger.

Wang Jinkun laughed: "Only ten million? That's a bit petty. How about a hundred million?"

Although Li Feng recently became the chairman of Century Group, according to rumors, he's merely being used as a distraction.

The former chairman's Lady reportedly took a large sum and left Yan Country, as for the so-called billions of assets of Century Group —

Hah.

Everyone who plays with capital knows each other's secrets. Sometimes it's not about having assets worth billions; liabilities must be counted too.

Moreover, in a large conglomerate like Century Group, internal relations are complicated. After Chairman Chen Qinian's death, his sole heir coveted the group's control, making this a spectacular fight for grand family assets.

The final result was that the former chairman's Lady, Han Xue, won. The former chairman's secretary, who rose to power at a young age, clearly outplayed everyone.

She decisively packaged and sold the seemingly illustrious Century Group, exchanged it for a fortune, and left Yan Country directly — a masterful Golden Cicada Shells maneuver.

As for the rumored Li Feng.

He was likely just a pawn, a facade. Didn't you notice that, for a time, all public attention was focused on Li Feng?

As a major event in Yan Country's business world, the wealthy and influential like Wang Jinkun would certainly pay attention. He even had people investigate Li Feng after the fact.

Li Feng had once been a live-in son-in-law, and after being kicked out, he got involved with the Century chairman's Lady. According to the information, Li Feng's definitely just a pretty boy.

After Han Xuezai achieved her goals, she clearly didn't take Li Feng with her. He must have lost his usefulness.

However, having helped Han Xue to pull off such a scheme, he should get some benefits, though probably not too much.

One hundred million should be enough for him to handle, yet he dares to meddle in the internal strife between the Hunyuan Xingyi Sect and the Xingyi Sect? He needs to be taught a lesson so he understands his place.

"One hundred million?"

Li Feng looked up at Wang Jinkun.

Wang Jinkun curled his lips in a cold smile, disdainfully saying: "What? You've been holding onto that woman for so long and didn't even get a piece of the hundred million before being kicked out?"

Li Feng chuckled softly.

"I mean ten billion. Any more, and I fear you couldn't come up with it, seeing as Singshi Group is still under your father's leadership. Otherwise, I might consider betting a hundred billion with you."

Wang Jinkun, hearing Li Feng's utterly arrogant words, sneered chillingly.

"Ten billion? You truly dare say that. Can you come up with it?"

"On paper, with a fingerprint. Whoever can't come up with it is the loser, and you can deal with me accordingly."

Li Feng looked at Wang Jinkun and chuckled dismissively: "What, the esteemed young master of Shengshi can't come up with ten billion?"

"I guess I overestimated you."

Having said that, Li Feng lifted his foot to leave.

Wang Jinkun naturally felt insulted, being looked down upon by a freeloading pretty boy who clings to women. How could he bear it?

Besides, Li Feng was up against Wudang's number one, Liao Qingyang, a sure victory.

"Stop."

Wang Jinkun suddenly turned around to face Li Feng: "Ten billion? Alright, I'll bet with you. When you lose, I'll show you the consequences of offending me."

Coming to Li Feng for a wager, Wang Jinkun was of course prepared, immediately writing two copies of a betting agreement and recording the process, giving each party a signed copy.

So a ten-billion-dollar wager was agreed upon.

Wang Jinkun was filled with confidence in Liao Qingyang. While Li Feng could advance, beating Southeast's traditionally weak opponents, facing Wudang's Direct Disciple was unlikely.

But who could have imagined.

That Liao Qingyang would lose so unexpectedly.

Wang Jinkun gritted his teeth; ten billion is no small amount. After all, he's not the chairman of Shengshi Group yet, just the young master, even though he has money, ten billion clearly surpasses his limit.

Li Feng returned to the competitor seat and saw Wang Jinkun about to leave in shame. Naturally, he didn't intend to let him off easily.

"Young Master Wang, it appears I luckily won. You won't back out on our bet, will you?"

Li Feng squinted at Wang Jinkun.

"Bet? What bet?"

In the competitor seating, Tie Xuan looked over curiously after hearing Li Feng, and Xiao Xi turned her head inquiringly.

"Before the match, Young Master Wang approached me and made a ten-billion bet. It's in black and white with a fingerprint. What do you say, Young Master?"

Li Feng said.

"Ah!"

"How much, ten billion?"

Xiao Xi was dumbfounded looking at the two, wondering if they were crazy, betting ten billion — how much money is that?

They knew early on that Li Feng was a big spender, but didn't expect such extravagance right off.

Nearby, Hua Wushuang and others also looked over.

Clearly, Li Feng had personal issues with Wang Jinkun stemming from the rivalry between the Xingyi Sect and the Hunyuan Xingyi Sect. But Hua Wushuang couldn't believe Wang Jinkun would go to such lengths.

Wagering ten billion.

They should have known, facing Wudang's Liao Qingyang.

No one expected Li Feng to win; Wang Jinkun's strategy was clear.

"Wang Jinkun is truly shameless." Huang Shuyao thought to herself, gritting her teeth.

"Luckily, Li Feng won. Wang Jinkun tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing rice." Li Bielang said.

Wang Jinkun faced the crowd's gaze, his expression very grim.

"Hmph, just ten billion, nothing much to the Wang Family. When today's match ends, I'll transfer it to you."

Though embarrassed, Wang Jinkun couldn't lose his momentum. He turned and left.

.

Li, if you're so disrespectful, don't blame me.

"You really beat him and won ten billion?"

Xiao Xi watched Wang Jinkun leave and turned toward Li Feng.

"Yeah."

"Shouldn't you treat us to a grand dinner to celebrate?"

Xiao Xi said.

"Celebrating is no problem, but you'll be up next soon."

Li Feng said.

This Martial Arts Tournament, honestly, Li Feng didn't expect it to be so fierce. He had to nearly unleash all his power to defeat Liao Qingyang, and if he hadn't been pushed out of the ring, the outcome might have been uncertain.

"I wonder who my opponent will be. I hope I don't draw one of those seeded players."

Xiao Xi felt a bit apprehensive; she'd be up after two more matches.

The competitors' previous performances clearly left Xiao Xi feeling uncertain.

"Don't be too doubtful. They're not all monsters like Liao Qingyang," Tie Xuan comforted from the side.

"Let's hope so."