"Are you kidding..." The muscles on Li Jiefeng's face twitched slightly. The thin young man in front of him gave him a ghost-like feeling of horror. He could still do it even though his arm was in a plaster.
Kicked down fourteen people in an instant and broke the wooden sticks as thick as eggs in their hands.
Lu Xiaozhan squinted his eyes and smiled coldly, staring at Li Jiefeng like a sharp knife. Li Jiefeng still felt chills even under the scorching sun, and he had the illusion that he was like a lonely and confused little boy.
The lamb found a hungry wolf standing in front of him with a blood-red tongue.
Lu Xiaozhan took another half step forward, and Li Jiefeng finally couldn't bear the coldness anymore and sat down on the hot ground.
"Ha..." Lu Xiaozhan chuckled, squatted down and said in front of Li Jiefeng, "I have a habit, if a person comes to trouble me, I will cripple him; if a group of people come to trouble me,
I will cripple the others and leave one to take the lead. Do you think this is a good or bad habit of mine?"
Li Jiefeng stammered: "Good... good habits."
Lu Xiaozhan wiped the sweat that started to form on his forehead, frowned, and said, "I left the leader without beating, you should know why?"
Li Jiefeng was confused: "Why?"
Lu Xiaozhan tapped Li Jiefeng's forehead with his finger and cursed: "Are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be stupid? If the leader is crippled, who should I ask for the hard work?"
After finishing speaking, Li Jiefeng showed a harmless smile and said softly: "The Feng Sheng you bullied this morning is my benefactor, and I am actually a... killer. You said, my benefactor was killed by you
The fight ended like that, and now you know my identity, what do you think I should do?"
When Li Jiefeng heard that Lu Xiaozhan claimed to be a killer, his mind went "buzzing", and his trembling legs were completely frightened to the point of being unable to move. He quickly swore to God and said, "Don't worry! I swear I will never tell anyone!"
As he spoke, he pulled a canvas bag from the ground, opened the bag and shook out a pile of banknotes. He handed it to Lu Xiaozhan and howled with tears in his eyes: "This is the compensation for Brother Feng's medical expenses and car repair expenses. Please
You have a lot of money, don't argue with us little ruffians!" He almost hugged Lu Xiaozhan's legs at the end.
"Seeing that you admit your mistake so sincerely, I won't argue with you anymore." Lu Xiaozhan quickly kicked away Li Jiefeng's arms, picked up the canvas bag from the ground, put all the money in it, turned around and left. He had just walked a few steps.
Stepping forward, he turned around and said to Li Jiefeng: "Call a car to take your men to the hospital. They all have fractures. And I advise you not to think about revenge against Brother Feng. If I can't contact him for a while,
I will come back to you to ask for someone, understand?"
After frightening Li Jiefeng half to death with his nonsense, Lu Xiaozhan turned around and returned to the car. The driver stared at Lu Xiaozhan for a long time with a godlike look. Until the car slowly drove forward, he was still whispering.
He muttered: "Is this young man from the special forces? He's so awesome. If I have this kind of skill, I don't have to be scared when I see my mother-in-law acting up..."
Feng Sheng was surprised when he saw Lu Xiaozhan's thunderous skills. After Lu Xiaozhan got into the car, he asked happily: "Xiao Zhan, have you...recovered your memory?"
Lu Xiaozhan was in a good mood and joked: "I'm recovering. I'm recovering. Brother Feng, let me tell you, it turns out that I am the reincarnation of the Monkey King..."
"Pfft..." Xu Wei, who was drinking water in the front seat of the car, spit it out. He turned around and glared at Lu Xiaozhan angrily: "Except for looking like a monkey, how else do you look like the Monkey King?"
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The results of the hospital examination showed that Feng Sheng suffered a broken brow bone of his left eye, a slight concussion, a cracked tail finger on his right hand, and other skin injuries.
While Feng Sheng was taking an anti-inflammatory drip, Lu Xiaozhan sat beside him and chatted slowly, from arriving in Yantai and being injured by Ye Rongrong to solving the spy case, recovering his memory and preparing to return to Shanghai. The more Feng Sheng listened, the more frightened he became.
When Lu Xiaozhan and spy An Xili hit a fork in the highway, they screamed out in fright and touched Lu Xiaozhan's head with lingering fear.
Lu Xiaozhan took out the five thousand yuan that Feng Sheng gave him from his backpack, solemnly handed it back to Feng Sheng, and said: "Brother Feng, I have never used this money. I know that it is not easy for you to save this money."
, give it back to you now.”
Feng Sheng smiled and took it, saying: "Actually, it doesn't matter. I live alone and have nothing to worry about. I don't have anywhere to spend money."
Lu Xiaozhan thought for a while and asked: "Brother Feng, I'm going to ask a question, you are not young anymore, why don't you find a companion?"
The smile on Feng Sheng's face froze for an instant, with a trace of sadness appearing, and he looked deeply at the road outside the window, as if he was remembering something.
"I'm sorry, Brother Feng, did I... say something I shouldn't have said?" Lu Xiaozhan asked cautiously.
Feng Sheng did not look back, still looking out the window, and said calmly: "I have a wife, but...she is always here." He pointed to his heart.
Lu Xiaozhan scratched his head and waited for Feng Sheng to continue.
Feng Sheng's eyes seemed to be filled with flames of hatred, and the muscles around his cheeks were stretched into stiff lines by his clenched teeth.
"My wife and I used to be journalists. More than a year ago, my wife and I were sent to work in Korea. We were both interested in the intersection between the political parties and gangs in Korea, so we decided to make secret visits and collect information in this regard.
One morning, my wife went to secretly visit the "Doomsday Society", the number one gang in Korea. I was editing a manuscript at my residence that day. At noon, my wife sent me a text message, telling me very excitedly that she had discovered some secrets and was secretly following the Doomsday Society.
Kim Hyun-il, the vice president of the association, waited for her to take photos of conclusive evidence before she came back to tell me. But I could not contact her again until dark. That night, the police called to tell me that my wife...my wife,
She was found dead in an alley. She seemed to have been lynched for a long time before her death. There was no intact skin on her body...and all the information she recorded had disappeared."
At this point, Feng Sheng's body trembled involuntarily and angrily. Lu Xiaozhan sighed and patted Brother Feng's arm gently.
Feng Sheng calmed down, gritted his teeth and continued: "I went to the embassy to negotiate with Goryeo, but the reply I got was just a perfunctory statement that the murderer would be arrested as soon as possible and an explanation would be given to the Chinese journalists. I also know that in my humble capacity as a reporter, I can't
It was impossible to fight against a mafia gang like the Doomsday Society, and there was no hope of revenge in this life, so I returned to China with my wife's ashes. From that time on, I was discouraged, resigned from my job, and came to this small seaside village.
Driving a small truck to get by, cutting off contact with almost everyone."
Regarding Feng Sheng's experience, Lu Xiaozhan was extremely indignant and sneered in his heart: "Humph, what will be the end of Goryeo? Is it Kim Hyun-il? It's you bastard again. You must not have any accidents, wait until I come to find you."