Chapter 145: Heavens, What Kind of Monster Did I Provoke?

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Heavens, What Kind of Monster Did I Provoke?

Hu Jun put down the phone, looked at Ye Feng, and ground out through clenched teeth, "You just wait. You just wait for me."

Ye Feng didn’t even spare him a glance. He pulled Wang Luyao to the sofa, sat down, and smiled at her. "Be good. Did you miss me?"

Wang Luyao stared blankly at Ye Feng, unable to wrap her head around the situation.

’Hu Jun is lying on the floor, covered in blood. Director Fang from the police department is about to storm in with his men. A tempest is surely coming, and you’re choosing now to whisper sweet nothings to me?’

’This is too much! I can’t keep up!’

She looked at Ye Feng and said urgently, "Ye Feng, the police director is about to arrive, you..."

Ye Feng reached out, pulled Wang Luyao onto his lap, and looked at her with a smile. "Just tell me if you missed me or not."

"I did, but..." Before Wang Luyao could finish, Ye Feng’s lips were on hers.

Wang Luyao stared at Ye Feng, her eyes flying wide open.

’Hu Jun is still screaming in pain over there, and you’re starting this right in front of him?’

The next moment, an extremely peculiar sensation instantly spread through Wang Luyao’s entire body. She let out a soft moan and melted into Ye Feng’s embrace.

Only one word remained in her mind: Thrilling!

Just then, a group of people burst in, led by the newly appointed director of the Jiangcheng Police Department, Fang Qian.

Fang Qian saw Hu Jun on the floor, tortured to the point of being unrecognizable. Even for a man like him who had handled cases for years and was accustomed to all sorts of major scenes, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

’This... this is a bit too brutal, isn’t it?’

When Hu Jun saw Fang Qian, it was as if he had found his lifeline. He immediately let out a blood-curdling scream, "Director Fang, you have to get me justice! You have to get me justice! Waaah..."

Overcome with sorrow, Hu Jun couldn’t help but cry.

’This is so damn frustrating!’

Fang Qian suppressed his rage and roared at Hu Jun, "This is an outrage! This is sheer audacity! Director Hu, don’t you worry. Today, I will get you justice. I will make this assailant understand that this is a society of laws, and I, Fang Qian, am not just for show! Director Hu, tell me, who is the assailant? Who?!"

Hu Jun艰难地抬起手,指了指旁边沙发上的叶风,咬牙切齿开口:"就,就是他."

Fang Qian spun around, and when he saw the scene before him, his body staggered violently.

He clearly saw a man and a woman locked in a tight embrace, kissing passionately. The fervor was so intense he could almost feel the heat on his face.

Fang Qian was furious. ’He beat a man to a pulp, didn’t run, and now he has the nerve to openly flirt in front of the victim? This isn’t just arrogance. This is a complete and utter disregard for the law! This is basically declaring, ’I’m the king of the world’!’

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Fang Qian drew his pistol, pressed it directly against the back of Ye Feng’s head as he was still kissing Wang Luyao, and bellowed, "Get the hell up! I’d like to see just who has the sheer audacity to be this arrogant!"

Wang Luyao saw the dark muzzle of the gun, let out a terrified shriek, and quickly pushed Ye Feng away, sitting up straight.

At that moment, Ye Feng finally lifted his head. He looked at Fang Qian and said with a faint smile, "It’s me, Ye Feng!"

BOOM!

Fang Qian felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. He froze on the spot, utterly dumbstruck.

As the director of the police department, he was all too aware of Ye Feng’s exploits.

The four great families of Jiangcheng had all been ground into the dust by him. Even the Martial Arts Association had been crushed into the mud.

Pan Jie had been crippled by him.

The commander of the Jiangcheng garrison, Huang Zhong, had been shot and killed because of him.

Not only was he Yuan Long’s nephew, but he was also the illegitimate son of the Great Xia Empire’s Grand Elder. And behind him, he had the backing of the Great Xia Eastern Domain War God, Meng Jiaxin.

...

He never would have dreamed in a million years that he would run into such a titan today.

But Hu Jun, whose back was to Fang Qian, didn’t notice his strange reaction and was still crowing arrogantly, "So it’s you, Ye Feng. Is Ye Feng supposed to be impressive? Is Ye Feng that amazing? Let me tell you, in front of Director Fang, you’re nothing."

He then yelled at Fang Qian, "Director Fang, just shoot him! Shoot him!"

But the moment the words left his mouth, the scene that unfolded left him completely dumbfounded. He watched in astonishment as the previously awe-inspiring Fang Qian’s legs went weak, and he knelt before Ye Feng, his voice trembling as he cried out:

"Mr. Ye, I honestly didn’t know it was you! If I had, you could give me a hundred more servings of courage, and I still wouldn’t have dared to point a gun at you!"

Hu Jun’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Who was Fang Qian? He was the esteemed director of the Jiangcheng Police Department, a figure whose glare could make countless people tremble in fear. But today, in front of this unknown little punk, he was kneeling?

He looked at Fang Qian and shrieked, "Director Fang, how could you kneel to him? Have you gone mad?"

But Fang Qian paid him no mind. He stared straight at Ye Feng, his face pale and his body trembling.

A single sentence from Ye Feng allowed him to let out a long sigh of relief.

Ye Feng just smiled and said, "Go on, and remember to close the door on your way out."

Fang Qian scrambled to his feet, nodding repeatedly. "Thank you, Mr. Ye. I’ll leave right now, right now."

Turning to his subordinates at the door, he shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Didn’t you hear the gentleman’s words?"

The men quickly turned and left.

Fang Qian obediently walked towards the door as well.

Hu Jun was seething with rage. He glared at Fang Qian’s back and roared, "Fang Qian, I never thought you were birds of a feather! Fine! If you won’t get me justice, I’ll call Mayor Yuan right now! I refuse to believe there’s no one who will stand up for me!"

He picked up his phone, ready to make the call.

Having reached the doorway, Fang Qian turned his head, shook it, and said, "Director Hu, don’t bother calling. He’s Mayor Yuan’s nephew."

Hu Jun’s eyes went wide. ’No wonder this guy dared to be so arrogant. He has Yuan Long backing him!’

A look of deep apprehension filled his eyes.

But then he looked at his two broken legs, at the bloody mess in his crotch, and his eyes instantly turned red. He spat through clenched teeth, "You really think that just because you have Yuan Long, you can do whatever you want in Jiangcheng?

In your dreams!

I’m calling Commander Huang from the Ministry of War right now! Even Yuan Long’s influence doesn’t extend to the Ministry of War, right? There’s still someone in Jiangcheng who can deal with you. You just wait!"

He prepared to make another call.

But Fang Qian shook his head again. "I’d advise against that. Just last night, Commander Huang offended Mr. Ye, and Mr. Ye’s sister—that is, the Meng War God, Meng Jiaxin of the Eastern Domain—blew his head off with a single shot."

"The Meng War God is his sister?" Hu Jun felt his scalp go numb.

’Gods, what kind of monster have I provoked?’

But the excruciating pain had already driven him mad. He glared at Ye Feng, his eyes bloodshot, and roared, "So what if he has Meng Jiaxin’s backing? I’ll call the highest authorities right now and report the situation! I refuse to believe no one can touch him!"

He moved to make the call again.

But Fang Qian’s next words froze him completely.