Sure enough, on the local news station, it was the same bespectacled reporter from yesterday again: "...This station reports that early this morning, a van found five girls who had recently gone missing in our city in the suburbs... After police questioning, it was found that the five girls had been unconscious since they went missing and had no idea what had happened. They are currently undergoing physical examinations at the city hospital..."
Lingling is still very tight-lipped. Lingyun thought to himself. He decided that after things calmed down in a few days, he would take Old Yu to see if the possession by the evil spirit would affect Lingling. This matter was always weighing on his mind, and Lingyun would not be at ease until he found out the truth.
Just then, his phone rang. Ling Yun picked it up and saw it was Zhang Yunfeng calling him back. Ling Yun chuckled and answered, saying, "What's up? I couldn't find you all day."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a calm voice from an unfamiliar man came through: "Are you Ling Yun?"
Ling Yun was taken aback: "Who are you? How are you using Zhang Yunfeng's phone?"
The stranger said calmly, "Your classmate Zhang Yunfeng is with me. I heard you're his boss? Can we come over and talk?"
Ling Yun was both shocked and furious: "Who are you? How dare you arrest people like this?"
"Hehe." The stranger laughed, his laughter carrying a hint of appreciation: "I didn't just grab him randomly. I just wanted to invite your classmate over for a cup of tea. I didn't expect this kid to be so uncooperative. But he's quite good, he has a lot of backbone. I only found your number through his phone, otherwise I would have had to wait several more hours."
"Where are you? I'll be right there." Ling Yun had calmed down. Right now, no matter what, seeing Yun Feng was the most important thing.
"Okay, that's straightforward. I'm not too familiar with Tongjiang City either. Xiaoping, where is this?" The stranger's voice drifted slightly away from the microphone, as if asking someone else. But he quickly returned to the microphone and gave Ling Yun an address.
"I'll be there in ten minutes. Please be polite to my friend," Ling Yun replied before hanging up. He put on his clothes, his mind racing. One problem after another; Li Lingling was still unaware of the situation, and now Zhang Yunfeng was in trouble. He was usually quiet and reserved, and it was rare for him to have two friends, and now both of them were in trouble at the same time.
The address the stranger gave Lingyun recognized: it was an abandoned heavy machinery factory in the fourth block. The area was originally slated for demolition and redevelopment, but the project had stalled due to the developer's lack of funds. Over time, it became a gathering place for hooligans and homeless people, extremely chaotic.
Ten minutes later, Ling Yun arrived at the abandoned factory on time. As he walked through the two huge iron doors that could no longer be closed, he immediately saw a few people standing inside. Among them were Ma Ge and other thugs whom Ling Yun had knocked unconscious and arrested by the police last time. Ling Yun immediately understood what was going on. Ma Ge was probably resentful of being defeated by Ling Yun time and time again, so he had brought reinforcements this time.
Ma Ge and the other thugs stood respectfully behind the two imposing men, not daring to utter a sound. Even when Ling Yun entered, their expressions did not change at all.
The two men were probably around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, tall, with short, flat hair, and both wearing grass-green standard camouflage uniforms. One had thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a square face, while the other had a pointed chin and a hooked nose.
Zhang Yunfeng stood alone next to the two men. He didn't seem to have been hurt, but his hair and clothes were a little messy, and he looked somewhat exhausted.
When Lingyun came in, Zhang Yunfeng's eyes lit up. His face first lit up with joy, then with worry: "Lingyun, you still came. How is Lingling? Have you found her?"
Seeing that he was more concerned about Li Lingling than about his own safety, Lingyun felt relieved and smiled, "Don't worry, Yunfeng, Lingling is perfectly fine and is waiting for us to bring her some good food."
"That's good. As long as Lingling is alright, I'm relieved," Zhang Yunfeng murmured.
The two men watched Ling Yun with great interest, especially when they first saw that Ling Yun was just a thin boy. They not only looked at each other, but also showed surprise on their faces.
The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes asked Ling Yun, "Young man, are you Ling Yun?" Judging from the voice, it was the stranger who had spoken to Ling Yun on the phone.
"Yes, I am Ling Yun. Zhang Yunfeng is my friend. Why are you arresting him?" Ling Yun glanced at the two men and said calmly.
With just one glance, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. The two men were as steady as mountains and as deep as the ocean. Even just standing there casually, they were like proud and upright pine trees, clearly no ordinary people. Moreover, Ling Yun's eyesight was astonishing. He had already noticed the sharp glint in their eyes, the high bulges of their arm and chest muscles, and their hands, which were unnaturally clenched into fists, yet appeared extremely powerful and strong, with flat joints. This was the result of rigorous training in combat, hitting sandbags, which had worn down their joints.
"Ling Yun, at such a young age, you dared to come here alone to see the classmate who rescued you. This shows that you are loyal and righteous, and a good man." The man with thick eyebrows smiled slightly and said.
Ling Yun remained silent. The other party must not have asked him to come just to praise him; there must be more to the story.
"Actually, the main reason I invited your classmate here was to lure you out, to see you. You were able to take down Ma Ping and the others all by yourself, so you must be quite skilled," the thick-browed man continued. "Unexpectedly, your friend is quite stubborn and refuses to reveal your whereabouts. I had no choice but to take his phone and find your number." As he spoke, he gave Zhang Yunfeng an appreciative look.
Ling Yun said in a deep voice, "Did you make things difficult for him?"
The man with thick eyebrows laughed heartily: "How could that be? Although I, Chen Feng, am not talented, I would never stoop so low as to make things difficult for a student. Besides, I admire his backbone. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."
Ling Yun turned his gaze to Zhang Yunfeng, who looked at him, nodded, and said, "He's right, Ling Yun, but he's very capable. He wants to avenge Brother Ma. I don't want you to be in danger if you come here. I'll take responsibility for anything that happens."
“Yunfeng…” Ling Yun was so moved that he didn’t know what to say. Before this, although he considered Zhang Yunfeng and Li Lingling as friends, deep down he had always been resistant to them. After all, there was an insurmountable gap between people with superpowers and ordinary people. But now, moved by Zhang Yunfeng’s words, Ling Yun finally let go of his inner alienation and regarded Zhang Yunfeng as a true friend.
Chen Feng said calmly, "I don't want to make things difficult for you, Ling Yun, after all, you're just a student. But Ma Ping is my cousin, and although I also despise his actions, since we're connected, I have to stand up for him. You first beat him up so badly, and then called the police to arrest him. Isn't that going too far?"
Ling Yun angrily pointed at Ma Ge and the others: "Ask them what these social scum have done. They tried to rape my classmate in broad daylight, and they didn't even spare their own underling's girlfriend. They are worse than animals. If I don't beat them up, should I let them continue to do evil?"
"Let bygones be bygones. Ma Ping is a man of the underworld. Since you hit him, you should accept his retaliation. Why did you call the police?" Chen Feng asked casually, as if he hadn't heard about his cousin's attempted rape.
“We’re just students, not gangsters. He’s hiring people to retaliate against us. Should we call the police instead of playing the hero?” Ling Yun had initially liked Chen Feng a lot, but after hearing his question, all her goodwill vanished.
"Heh, Ling Yun, you're still very naive. You haven't seen true darkness and cruelty." Chen Feng said coldly. "There is no justice or fairness in this world. Only those with strength have a voice. The big shots who are high and mighty will not reason with the little people. Just like Ma Ping knowing me is both his luck and part of his strength. If you want to be his enemy, you have to face all possible risks."
"Then what do you want?" Ling Yun was annoyed by his unreasonable behavior, and her tone turned cold.
“Since you were able to severely injure Ma Ping and the others, you must have some skills. Although I really can’t tell what kind of training you’ve received, here’s the deal: if you can last five minutes against me, whether you win or lose, I’ll let you and your friends leave here safely, and I guarantee Ma Ping will never bother you again,” Chen Feng said, a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
The man with the pointed chin, who had been standing silently with a smile, stopped smiling and said, "Chen Feng, isn't this inappropriate? He's still a teenager."
“I know what I’m doing. This young man is actually quite good, but he’s too naive. If he doesn’t learn a lesson, he might encounter even greater setbacks in the future,” Chen Feng said expressionlessly.
"Sigh." The man with the pointed chin only sighed slightly and then fell silent.
"Come on, hurry up, I need to go home for dinner." Ling Yun seemed not to have heard the conversation between the two, and simply stood impatiently in front of Chen Feng.
As Chen Feng watched Ling Yun's almost utterly vulnerable stance, the cruel smile on his face gradually faded. He suddenly felt somewhat unable to fathom this ordinary young man. Was he truly just an ordinary student, or a hidden master lurking in the shadows? For the first time, Chen Feng's once strong and confident intuition began to waver.
Both he and the man with the pointed chin were former special forces soldiers, possessing unparalleled combat skills. They had personally participated in dangerous operations to eliminate terrorists, their hands stained with real lives. They were elite warriors who had experienced the world and fierce battles between real underground forces. Having weathered countless storms, his intuition had almost never been wrong, and had even saved his life several times.
But today, for the first time, in an ordinary second-tier city, facing an ordinary boy who couldn't be more ordinary, my intuition failed me.
Chen Feng slowly approached Ling Yun, looking at the thin boy who was half a head shorter than him. Suddenly, he leaped up like lightning, his iron leg drawing a gust of wind in the air, and kicked fiercely at Ling Yun's temple.
Chapter Fifteen: Sihai Group
This leg strike was truly lightning fast and thunderous; no one had expected Chen Feng to suddenly launch an attack. They were all taken aback; the force of Chen Feng's kick was so great that it made a whooshing sound as it cut through the air. Let alone an ordinary boy like Ling Yun, even a strong water buffalo would likely have its bones broken by such a kick.
The man with the pointed chin shook his head. With his sharp eyes, he could tell that Chen Feng hadn't gone all out and was clearly showing mercy to Ling Yun. But even if he had shown mercy, Ling Yun's body probably couldn't withstand it. Fainting would be the least of his worries; he would likely suffer a comminuted fracture.
With a muffled thud, Chen Feng's right leg came to an abrupt halt just centimeters from Ling Yun's head. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue his sweeping attack, but rather that Ling Yun's hand had simply grabbed his ankle, freezing him in mid-air.
The air seemed to freeze; everyone was stunned, including Chen Feng and the man with the pointed chin. No one believed Ling Yun could withstand Chen Feng's attack. Not even Ma Ge and the others who had been soundly beaten by Ling Yun. The man with the pointed chin was even more astonished. He knew that the legs had the greatest explosive power, and Chen Feng was particularly skilled in leg techniques. The two had once tested each other; a typical kick from Chen Feng, as measured by a force gauge, weighed over 500-600 kilograms, and that was done in an instant.