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"Even if you want to show off your military strength and create a facade of peace to confuse Xu Feng, there's really no need to go this far, right?"
Yuan Ziyi looked around at the large gathering and couldn't understand what Wei Yuan was thinking. She leaned in and whispered in his ear.
Wei Yuan replied softly, "Xu Feng is enjoying his last supper. We should have a lively meal to send him off."
At that moment, Yuan Ziyi could clearly sense a hint of coldness in Wei Yuan's gaze, which, in martial arts terms, was filled with killing intent.
It was as if he was certain that Xu Feng would die. Wei Yuan tilted his head slightly at a forty-five-degree angle, gazing into the sky, and muttered to himself, "If there is a next life, I hope you, you bastard, can be a good person."
Wei Yuan's words were undeniably powerful, but his demeanor seemed somewhat lacking.
At this time, Yuan Ziyi's secretary and bodyguard were arranging the food. Wei Yuan snapped his fingers at her, and the girl immediately responded, gracefully walking towards him.
"Have the drinks been arranged?" Wei Yuan asked her softly.
After all, he understood the consequences of drinking too much. At this moment, Xu Feng could act at any time; Wei Yuan certainly didn't want alcohol to ruin his plans.
"According to your instructions, we plan to serve them later," she replied.
Wei Yuan had indeed given such instructions initially, but upon reflection, he realized that it wasn't a viable solution. How could one host a banquet without drinks? That would only invite gossip.
So Wei Yuan said to the Female Secretary, "This won't do. Just bring out the drinks for every table. For our table's drinks, you handle it personally."
The Female Secretary found this somewhat strange; she wondered what difference it would make if she handled it herself.
Realizing that Wei Yuan likely had more to say, she instinctively leaned in closer to listen.
Wei Yuan continued to add, "Anyway, this table is all familiar faces. You can pour out two-thirds of the liquor, mix the rest with water, pour a glass of foreign wine, and then mix it with Wang Lao Ji. Just bring the beer."
Hearing Wei Yuan's words, the Female Secretary's face clearly resembled a frostbitten eggplant, and she soon wore an expression of barely contained frustration, appearing particularly conflicted.
It was no wonder she never expected Wei Yuan to come up with such an idea. Mixing cold boiled water and drinks with liquor wasn't unheard of, but no one had done it so ruthlessly before; pouring out half a bottle right off the bat seemed like a waste of good alcohol.
Thus, the Female Secretary couldn't help but feel a bit astonished. However, when she thought about Wei Yuan's method, it made sense why he had instructed not to buy good liquor earlier; he had planned to pour it out all along.
Although Wei Yuan was hosting this impromptu banquet, the guests were oblivious and were all praising him for being thoughtful, even inviting new neighbors to celebrate his housewarming.
People can be a bit selfish; after all, who throws a banquet when someone has a baby?
But since it was a free meal and drinks, the necessary politeness couldn't be overlooked, so everyone felt obliged to drink with Wei Yuan.
"Fortunately, I was well-prepared."
At that moment, Wei Yuan couldn't help but think to himself that he had indeed been thorough in his preparations. Otherwise, after such rounds of drinking, even Superman would be left dazed.
The table was filled with skilled drinkers; there was no way they wouldn't notice if something was off with the drinks. However, knowing that Wei Yuan had been whispering in the ear of Yuan Ziyi's Female Secretary made it clear that this was all arranged by him.
As for his intentions, they were quite clear. After all, at the table of eight people—besides Yuan Ziyi, Wei Yuan, Zhang Sheng, and Flying Eagle—the remaining four were reporters from the television station and either Flying Eagle or Yuan Ziyi's capable subordinates. They naturally knew how to cooperate.
After a hearty meal and drinks, nearly an hour had passed. However, through the images transmitted on his phone, Wei Yuan still saw Xu Feng staying in his room quietly staring at the wall, not knowing what on earth he was looking at.
"What exactly are you trying to pull?"
Due to Xu Feng's lack of action, Wei Yuan couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. After all, Xu Feng's identity was quite special, which made Wei Yuan so nervous. If it weren't for the fact that the test results were about to be announced, Wei Yuan would have already lost patience and taken drastic measures against him.
Given the hype generated through television and the internet, this matter had already sparked nationwide attention. Therefore, if anything were to happen to Xu Feng at this moment, the situation would come to an abrupt halt.
At that point, the promotion of the concept of Phoenix Pharmaceuticals and the timing of the new drug launch would face significant setbacks, which Wei Yuan could not allow to happen.
Perhaps at this moment, Wei Yuan had to force himself to remain calm and prioritize the bigger picture.
Surrounding him were already quite a few people he had arranged; he believed that any signs of trouble would be difficult to escape from his grasp.
Moreover, with so many people arranged, if Xu Feng were to make any moves, responding wouldn't be too difficult.
It was now past eleven o'clock at night after a hearty meal. Wei Yuan had set up a lively table, hoping to leave Xu Feng with no opportunity to act.
However, now that Xu Feng was completely inactive, it was Wei Yuan who felt anxious. Sometimes, human psychology can indeed be contradictory and somewhat self-destructive.
In reality, as time slowly passed, some of the excitement began to dissipate.
At this point, it must be mentioned that Wei Yuan was not being very considerate; this guy had consumed more than half a bottle of alcohol mixed with a large amount of plain water and soft drinks. Thus, the legend of him being able to drink endlessly was established.
"Brother really has a huge capacity for alcohol."
"This drinking ability clearly shows he's not an ordinary person."
The nearby residents who had lined up earlier to toast Wei Yuan could never have imagined that what he was drinking was not pure alcohol at all; how could anyone get drunk?
As a result, Wei Yuan became a myth of invincibility in drinking. However, those who toasted him were consuming real alcohol, and by the end of the night, they were all unable to handle it.
Especially after the last dish was served, what remained was purely drinking. After a few rounds, the atmosphere was still calm.
The supply of drinks was continuous. Some of the younger ones found this way of drinking uninteresting; some started playing rock-paper-scissors, while others played dice...
In any case, everyone was engaged in their own activities.
This made Wei Yuan feel as if the overall atmosphere resembled that of a bar, with no tension whatsoever. However, Xu Feng on the other side left Wei Yuan feeling extremely conflicted.
He simply couldn't immerse himself in their emotions. Perhaps those people had already had a few drinks and were in high spirits, while Wei Yuan, having mixed his drinks with plain water and soda, remained quite sober...
On one side, the crowd was lively, while on the other side, there were undercurrents stirring, making Wei Yuan feel somewhat out of place. Currently, Flying Eagle and Yuan Ziyi's people were on guard around them. Even if Xu Feng intended to make a move, he should not escape their surveillance...
It was clear to Wei Yuan that Xu Feng was planning a nighttime raid, intending to take advantage of the lax vigilance of these people who had been on guard for so long, thinking he wouldn't act until late at night...
Through the cameras of reporters observing from upstairs, equipped with specialized devices transmitting to Wei Yuan's phone.
The first thing Wei Yuan received was footage of Xu Feng's last scene with five girls. What amused Wei Yuan was that this guy was clearly a quick shooter but still wanted to have five girls at once; each one barely lasted a minute. What was the point...?
After finally finishing up, it seemed Xu Feng had indeed paid for an all-night service, but he clearly wasn't short on money as he sent away all five girls.
If it weren't for such a sensitive period, Wei Yuan would even think this guy was dissatisfied with his own abilities in that regard and was throwing a tantrum.
After sending away the five women, Xu Feng began drinking red wine and eating steak, indulging in everything expensive—caviar, truffles, and so on—without restraint.
If things continued like this for a while longer, Wei Yuan would genuinely believe that Xu Feng had given up and was enjoying his final moments of madness.
After all, there is a saying: the most painful thing in life is when you die without spending all your money.
So Xu Feng spent the money he obtained through his dirty means right before his death, which makes sense in a way.
However, he chose to do this on the last night, while the girls under Yuan Ziyi's supervision found that Xu Feng's life was quite ordinary. Aside from frequently making phone calls, there was nothing particularly special about him.
Yet it was precisely these frequent phone calls that made Wei Yuan feel that he must have other plans. Coupled with his wild behavior tonight, it seemed on the surface that he was engaging in a final spree of madness.
But Wei Yuan felt this was a clear sign of deception, as if Xu Feng was trying to confuse him and lower his guard. However, rather than being fooled, Wei Yuan became even more suspicious and decided to increase the number of people monitoring him...
Now everything had returned to calm with Xu Feng, making it really hard to guess what this guy was thinking. The more mysterious it became, the more cautious Wei Yuan felt, believing that Xu Feng would not be so willing to wait for death.
There is always something amiss when things seem unusual; this has been a principle that Wei Yuan has always believed in. Therefore, he understood that the more bizarre Xu Feng's actions were at this moment, the more likely he had other plans.
As time passed and those present had consumed quite a bit of alcohol, they began to get drunk and disoriented, stumbling around and clearly unable to function.
It was now nearly two in the morning, and some people were starting to prepare to leave. After all, most of those remaining were men; the women and children had already left on their own before midnight...
As people began to rise and prepare to leave, some even came over to say goodbye to Wei Yuan. Since these were guests he had invited, Wei Yuan naturally had to respond.
"Brother, thank you for your hospitality."
"The most important thing is that everyone enjoyed themselves. Safe travels."
Clearly, these people lived nearby, so Wei Yuan didn't need to see them off; they could walk home in just a few steps...
However, those few steps felt particularly long as they leaned on each other for support. They were all so drunk that walking resembled a crab's sideways shuffle, stumbling back and forth...
Wei Yuan sat there watching this scene with great amusement, a silly smile on his face. Although he had diluted the alcohol with half a bottle of water and soft drinks, drinking in such large quantities still took its toll...
"**No wonder drinking leads to trouble."
Wei Yuan got up and walked over to the sink to splash some water on his face, which helped him feel a bit more awake. He picked up his phone and was immediately startled...
Xu Feng was nowhere to be seen in the room. Wei Yuan felt a surge of anger, thinking that Zhang Sheng's people must have messed up; otherwise, these guys were all acting like pigs, not realizing that Xu Feng was missing and failing to report it...
But in a moment of confusion, the footage on his phone showed Xu Feng's figure again. He was slowly crawling out from under the bed, clearly still holding a phone in his hand.
"Oh no, something must have happened..."
A signal flashed through Wei Yuan's mind. Looking around, he noticed that aside from a few familiar faces, most of the others had already vanished without a trace.
"Boom." "Boom." "Boom."
"Crackling sounds."
Suddenly, a series of strange noises made Wei Yuan feel somewhat deafened. Turning around, he realized the sounds were coming from the neighboring house...
"**That’s quite ruthless."
From the sound, Wei Yuan could still distinguish that this wasn't the kind of specially made explosives that could demolish an entire building; of course, with Xu Feng's current abilities, he probably couldn't get his hands on such things.
It should be various combustible powders extracted from fireworks or similar materials, combined with gasoline or something like that; once ignited, it would produce such an effect.
"What happened?"
Everyone present was stunned by the sudden explosion of noise.
However, they were all experienced individuals and quickly calmed down, rushing to put out the fires around them.
Zhang Sheng and Flying Eagle hurried over to Wei Yuan, clearly seeing this twenty-year-old youth as their pillar of support.
In such a situation, there was no time for Wei Yuan to hesitate or ponder. He quickly said, "It should just be some low-power earth-based explosives. You all handle the rescue efforts. Brother Zhang's team should film part of it; the content should show Xu Feng fleeing in fear of punishment, endangering innocent people."
Despite having mentally prepared for such sudden changes, Wei Yuan was still taken aback. His previously hazy mind had now cleared up.
His individual strength was limited, so he could only rely on their assistance at this moment. Wei Yuan said to Yuan Ziyi, "Help me call Liu Haisheng and have him arrange for people to come help, and also report to the police."
After saying this, Wei Yuan felt somewhat fatigued and sat nearby, staring at the images being transmitted to his phone, feeling a bit dazed. It was likely that Xu Feng had already arranged for people to plant explosives everywhere. After the explosions occurred, those reporters would immediately flee, leaving their cameras behind.
"Look over there."
Flying Eagle's voice suddenly rang out. Wei Yuan turned around and saw more than a dozen individuals charging toward them with machetes.
"Damn, this kind of trash is being brought out to embarrass themselves."
It seemed that Xu Feng had recruited street thugs for this job. With his current capabilities, he could only afford to hire those who resorted to dirty means for money. Moreover, having caused such a huge mess, anyone with a bit of strength would be sharp-eyed enough not to get involved with him at this time.
So even if he had money, he could only hire those low-level thugs. These individuals were not very bright; they only knew how to act tough and lacked intelligence. They agreed to work for Xu Feng simply because of the money.
At that moment, after the sound of explosions subsided, the thugs Xu Feng had brought were split into two groups. One group was preparing to set fires with gasoline but was chased away by Xu Feng's and Yuan Ziyi's people. Gasoline was spilled everywhere, and flames were visible all around.
Although the situation wasn't too serious, it still felt chaotic. Additionally, with more than a dozen thugs wielding machetes—regardless of their low status—they were still strong men in their prime.
"Stay calm."
Wei Yuan was surrounded by six or seven people. Besides Zhang Sheng and Flying Eagle, there was Yuan Ziyi and her personal bodyguard, along with two or three members of Flying Eagle.
Seeing the dozen or so ruffians in front wielding machetes, these people became alert. After all, everyone is made of flesh; those guys might seem incompetent based on their skills, but the knives in their hands were definitely real.
At this moment, as they were about to rush over, Wei Yuan's attention shifted slightly. He looked at his phone screen, which was still shaking, but he could vaguely see Xu Feng packing up and preparing to escape.
"Damn it, what kind of tricks are you playing? In the end, it's all for one purpose. I thought of this long ago. You want to run? Can you really escape?"
Wei Yuan prepared to shout loudly and charged forward. The momentum was so intimidating that even Yuan Ziyi and Zhang Sheng beside him felt scared; even the ruffians with machetes felt a bit uneasy.
Sometimes in a brawl, it's all about the momentum. With Wei Yuan leading the charge, those around him gained confidence.
Since Flying Eagle and Yuan Ziyi's people were busy putting out fires and rescuing others, they simply couldn't spare anyone or find the time to come help. Thus, the task of dealing with these ruffians fell onto their shoulders.
Wei Yuan was the first to run up. One man at the front, seemingly the leader among them, was somewhat intimidated by Wei Yuan's presence. However, with a machete in hand, he still felt a bit confident.
He raised his knife and swung it at Wei Yuan. At that moment, everyone's breath caught in their throats because Wei Yuan's speed was incredibly fast—almost ghost-like—allowing them to clearly see where the machete would land in comparison.
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