Super Rich: Obtained Shares of 100 Billion Group at the Beginning

"Clap clap clap!"

Applause erupted, and Lu Feng stood up with a hint of appreciation:

"As expected of a big figure in the Evan family, he can bend and stretch, not bad, not bad."

"However... you think I'll forgive you like this? No way. I, Lu Feng, am someone important. Now that I've been arrested and put in a detention cell, the whole planet Blue Star knows about it."

"I have my pride too!"

As Lu Feng spoke, he walked over to Klein's side and stared at him with a condescending gaze.

"Then how can Mr. Lu calm down?"

"Just tell me, and I'll definitely do it!"

Krein's smile was genuine. Since he had chosen to temporarily back down, he would see it through to the end, get rid of this menacing figure in front of him first, and secure his position.

As for the rest, we’ll talk about it later.

Things change, and revenge is not something to be rushed.

"Oh? Mr. Crane, can you really do everything?"

"What if I asked you to commit suicide right now in front of me?"

Lu Feng also wore a smile, but his words sent chills down one's spine.

"Hehe... Mr. Lu, please don't joke around... We are all people of status..."

Kyle, standing to the side, tried to smooth things over with a smile, but before he could finish speaking, Lu Feng forcefully interrupted him:

"Who do you think you are? You dare to talk to me about status?"

"Your owner hasn't said anything yet, so who gives you the right to bark like that!"

Kyle, who had originally planned to show off in front of Krein, looked extremely ugly after being rebuked by these words.

But he couldn't refute it, after all, the person in front of him was someone even his master had to treat with respect.

As a mere second-in-command, unless he had a death wish, he would have to endure even the harshest insults from Lu Feng.

"Mr. Lu, are you sure you want to make things so ugly?"

Krein's face was grim, and he was on the verge of losing control.

All his teeth were working hard, making a grinding sound.

Who is he? He is one of the heads of the Evan family, the Satan of the United States. Now, being forced to apologize to a young man is not enough, the other party is even thinking of taking his life.

What can be tolerated by scholars?

"What? Didn't Mr. Clay say he was very sincere? How come he can't even do this small request?"

Lu Feng looked at him with amusement, and his words made Nie Zhan, who was standing behind him, twitch his lips several times.

This is a small request, yet it's a request to kill someone right off the bat. If this is a small request, then what is a big request that would kill someone's entire family?

Nie Zhan was exasperated, unaware that Lu Feng was actually thinking the same thing.

In his view, sacrificing Crane's life to quell his anger was a worthwhile trade, at least the entire Evan family could be spared.

Otherwise, once he makes his move, it won't be as simple as just one or two people dying.

"It seems Mr. Clain is unwilling to sacrifice his life?"

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Lu Feng spoke again:

“Since that’s the case, I’m not one to push my luck. How about this, Mr. Crane, slap yourself a few times. I’ll record a video and post it online, which will help you and the Evan family out of this predicament.”

"I've already thought of a reason. I'll say that you, Klein, were drunk and talking nonsense, how about that?"

"Mr. Crane, I've already considered things very carefully for you. If you refuse me again, I'll get angry!"

Lu Feng casually stroked his wedding ring and said in a tone that implied he had already made many concessions.

When he first heard the first sentence, Klein was secretly relieved, thinking that Lu Feng was still wary of the Evan family.

However, as the following words came out, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and terribly wrong.

This young man from the East was truly unafraid of him, and also unafraid of the Evan family.

What? You should just slap yourself twice. Is this slapping yourself? No, this is slapping the Evan family in the face.

If he actually did that, the Evan family would be completely shamed the next day, suffering ridicule from many nobles.

However, if he doesn't do this for the sake of the family's honor, the family won't lose anything, but he himself will suffer a great loss.

Elder Holt always keeps his word. If he fails to successfully get Lu Feng out of the detention room, he will completely lose his qualification to compete for the position of clan leader.

In an even more serious situation, they might not even be able to keep their current position.

Whether to fan or not, these two thoughts kept swirling in his mind.

[Never mind, I need to protect my own interests first. I was a victim in this whole thing too; after all, it wasn't my decision to provoke Lu Feng!]

I worked so hard to get to where I am now, I shouldn't be the scapegoat for others!

After much hesitation, Klein finally decided to protect his own interests.

The saying "Every man for himself" is even more applicable in their beacon country.

Having made his decision, he looked at Lu Feng, his eyes filled with a piercing gaze:

"Mr. Lu, if this can make you feel better, then I'm willing to do it!"

After saying that, he raised his right hand, exerted force, and slapped himself hard.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the detention cell, leaving Kevin, who was standing to the side, dumbfounded.

The mysterious Eastern man in front of them had actually done it; he had truly suppressed the man who was known as Satan.

If this scene were to get out, the entire upper class of the United States would be in an uproar.

"Clap clap clap!"

The sound of slaps continued, and seeing his ruthless expression, Lu Feng's playful expression disappeared.

No matter what, this guy must die!

Klein, who was slapping someone, was unaware that in Lu Feng's mind, he had already sentenced him to death.

The whole slapping process was very short, but Klein slapped himself seventeen or eighteen times, until his mouth bled.

"Is that enough, Mr. Lu? Will this make you feel better?"

Klein fixed his gaze on Lu Feng, his tone calm, like the calm before a storm.

“emmmm........”

"I'm afraid that won't work, Mr. Clay. I've calmed down, but you fanned me too quickly, and I didn't have time to take a picture."

"I'm afraid you'll have to slap yourself again. You don't want your efforts to be in vain, do you? You don't want the Evan family to continue to be criticized, do you?"

Lu Feng forced an awkward smile and took out his phone from his pocket, waving it around.

"you!!!!"

"very good!!!!"

Krein felt a rush of heat to his head and almost fainted.

He slapped himself more than a dozen times, and to show his sincerity, he slapped himself hard with each slap; the blood at the corner of his mouth was the best proof.

But now Lu Feng is telling him that the recording didn't go through and he has to do it again.

For a moment, even someone as shrewd as him was somewhat vulnerable.