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Actually, it’s not that Lin Feng is bold; it’s that Lin Feng has strength. He’s just a member of the Wolf Gang. If he were really that impressive, he wouldn’t be just one of a hundred people relying on protection money to get by.
Of course, it’s also possible that he is quietly making a fortune while keeping a low profile. Regardless, Lin Feng and Li Zhong have entered.
Once inside, the scene was not filled with numerous thugs brandishing weapons as imagined. Instead, there was only a middle-aged man sitting elegantly in an office chair, facing Lin Feng with a smile on his lips. The most infuriating part was that this man from the underworld was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which seemed like a waste of such eyewear.
Fine, Lin Feng admitted he couldn’t stand someone from the underworld pretending to be so refined.
But to be honest, those who are in the underworld typically wear tank tops and carry machetes because they aren’t doing well. It’s those who can put on airs that tend to be more successful.
Like the man in front of him.
“He’s not the Wolf King; he’s the Gang Leader of the Wolf Gang and also a trusted Strategist of the Wolf King,” Li Zhong quietly explained to Lin Feng as he recognized the middle-aged man.
“Oh…” Lin Feng replied lightly, falling into thought.
The reason for his calm tone wasn’t because he wasn’t surprised; rather, he felt that in front of such an elegant person, he should maintain a certain composure.
Lin Feng believed that different people deserve different attitudes; Zhou Libo would call this demeanor.
As for why Lin Feng was surprised? Just think about it—he originally thought he had stormed into the headquarters of the Wolf Gang, but now he was only meeting an advisor-level figure. Wouldn’t you be surprised?
The answer is yes, but one cannot show it. Politely speaking, it’s called keeping one’s emotions in check; frankly speaking, it’s just putting on an act.
The middle-aged man continued to smile and said, “I don’t know martial arts!” His words were as casual as if he were telling Lin Feng that he doesn’t smoke.
Lin Feng really wanted to let Li Zhong handle it directly—no, he wanted Li Zhong to throw a knife and take care of him right away.
Damn it! I let you put on airs; if you want to act cool, fine. But Lin Feng wouldn’t allow anyone else to show off in front of him—at least not in his presence. It’s just human nature to be selfish.
However, Lin Feng didn’t do that. Instead, he said, “You know that’s good enough. Now please take us to see your boss—the Wolf King. I see on TV they all call him ‘the boss.’”
Since you want to act, I’ll let you act as much as you want. Lin Feng was also polite; when wanting to meet someone important, one should know to ask for them to be notified. Of course, the real reason was that Lin Feng didn’t know where their boss was hiding. If he did know, there would be no need for pretense—he would just knock him out directly.
“Ha ha… I’ve long heard of your name. May I ask what brings you here today to cause a stir at the Wolf Gang?” The middle-aged man continued sitting there and asked. Clearly, he already knew about Lin Feng's journey up until now.
Lin Feng was not in the mood to waste time with him. If it had been a beautiful woman, Lin Feng might have considered chatting a bit, maybe over a cup of coffee, before taking action.
It’s all about courtesy before conflict, but that only applies to beautiful women.
Very straightforwardly, Lin Feng struck with a hand chop. As for how he got close, it was simple—he lunged right at him.
In no time, his hand chop was hovering near the middle-aged man's neck.
Indeed, Lin Feng did not strike down. The middle-aged man seemed confident that Lin Feng wouldn’t knock him out; he didn’t even blink. Lin Feng could tell that this guy had mastered the art of pretense to an extraordinary degree—something most people couldn’t achieve. This man was not an ordinary person.
“What’s wrong? Do you think I won’t dare to strike?” Lin Feng said with a smile, but his movements remained unchanged, creating a somewhat mismatched scene.
“Heh heh... I already told you, I don’t know martial arts; I just dodge. Do you really think I can avoid it?” The man continued to laugh, his tone still light and carefree—perhaps even overly confident.
Because he knew that Lin Feng's target wasn’t him but the leader of the Wolf Gang. Since Lin Feng needed him to lead the way, he couldn’t knock him out or kill him.
“Right, I won’t kill you or knock you out, but I can make your life worse than death. For instance, slowly chopping off your fingers,” Lin Feng maintained his stance but his tone now carried a hint of menace. Since they were both smart individuals, there was no need for Lin Feng to elaborate further.
With ten fingers connected to the heart, he doubted the man could still smile. At this moment, Lin Feng felt a bit wicked; in fact, he had tried such methods during his past life as a mercenary—of course, he had inflicted them on others, not the other way around.
“I’ll make a call and have the boss come meet you,” the man finally stopped his annoying smile and said to Lin Feng.
“Sure,” without any hesitation, Lin Feng released him. Since the man was cooperating, it wouldn’t be reasonable for him to act unreasonably. Although this guy might pull some tricks again.
The middle-aged man showed a flicker of surprise in his eyes at Lin Feng's immediate agreement, but it was only for a moment before he walked over to his desk where his phone was placed; behind it was a bookshelf.
As he reached behind the desk, a smile returned to his face. Soon after, he disappeared; this guy was indeed up to something again.
Of course, he wasn’t as skilled as Sun Wukong to vanish into thin air; instead, he walked into the bookshelf. To be precise, there was a secret door within the bookshelf that opened and closed quickly. Even if you noticed it in time, it would be hard to stop it.
Li Zhong also realized his intention but only after the secret door had opened. His flying knife was quick but merely struck the bookshelf when it hit—unfortunately, by then the bookshelf had already closed. This indicated that the timing for opening and closing was very short.
“Thud…” The flying knife hit the bookshelf with a sound of metal clashing.
Needless to say, that bookshelf was made of metal; it was just coated with wood varnish to give it a wooden appearance.
As for why this middle-aged man waited until Lin Feng arrived before escaping through such an exit?
The reason is simple: he wants to understand Lin Feng. He is speaking the truth; he does not possess martial arts skills, so he must know his opponent very well. This understanding naturally comes through contact and conversation, learning about the other person's personality, preferences, and other aspects. Only in this way can he effectively deal with his opponent.
It is clear that Lin Feng's recent actions have led him to include Lin Feng on his list of opponents.
"Tesla, what should we do next?" Lin Feng questioned Tesla in his mind. After all, he had just listened to Tesla and let the person go.
Otherwise, do you think Lin Feng is really foolish enough to believe that the other party wouldn't pull any tricks?
"Hehe... no need to rush. I left a Spiritual Mark on him. As long as he stays within my Mental Power perception range, I will always know where he is," Tesla said calmly and confidently.
A Spiritual Mark is a means that can be extended when Mental Power reaches a certain level. As for how powerful Mental Power needs to be to extend it, Tesla did not specify; anyway, Lin Feng's current Mental Power is still far from sufficient.
Once a person has been marked with Mental Power, their location can be clearly and intuitively perceived, provided they are within the range of your Mental Power.
Of course, using such a technique requires not only strong Mental Power but also energy. In this case, the energy from Lin Feng's magic ring was once again drawn upon, but this time it was only one percent of the original amount. Although it was painful, for the sake of finding Wolf King and eliminating future threats, Lin Feng had no choice but to accept it.
"Alright, kid, let's head downstairs. The target is on the move, but he's using a special passage," Tesla suddenly instructed Lin Feng.
"Okay." Lin Feng called out to Li Zhong, who was still trying to figure out why Feng Shao had let the person go so easily, and they headed straight downstairs.
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