Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 433: What Should I Do?

The car was fast. It normally took over an hour to reach Lin Feng’s home, but since there were fewer vehicles at midnight, it only took a little over half an hour to get there.

"Squeak."

The car steadily stopped beside the house Shen Yao left for Lin Feng to use. The house Chu Meng bought was not yet renovated, so she was still living there.

Lin Feng glanced at the villa and saw the lights were still on. He hurriedly moved Qian Duoduo and the others from the car to the doorstep and started ringing the doorbell.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Chu Meng was idly watching TV and surfing the internet in the living room. Being alone with nothing much to do was pretty dull, so she was passing time with these two activities. The sudden sound of the doorbell struck her as odd – who would come looking for her this late at night?

"Who is it?" Chu Meng walked to the door and asked loudly. It was already past eleven and it didn’t make sense for her junior brother to visit her at this hour.

"Senior sister, it’s me, Lin Feng." Upon hearing Chu Meng’s voice, Lin Feng promptly responded, signaling to his senior sister that he had arrived.

"Click."

"Junior brother, why are you so late..." Chu Meng heard her junior brother’s voice, quickly opened the door, and was about to ask why he had come so late, but before she could finish her sentence, she was stunned. At the doorstep, there wasn’t just Lin Feng, but also three girls. What... what was going on?

"Senior sister, I need to leave these three girls with you for now. Your place is safer, and others won’t be able to find it." Seeing Chu Meng’s puzzled look, Lin Feng hastily explained and then suddenly remembered Qian Duoduo still couldn’t move. He bent down, patted her twice, and restored her freedom of movement.

Then Lin Feng picked up Ye Xiaoyu and Mao Rongrong, one in each hand, walked into the house, and put them in another guest room on the ground floor. After making sure they were settled, he immediately left the room and went to the living room. Chu Meng was still standing there, gaping and unsure of what had happened.

"Senior sister, I have to go take care of some business, so I’m leaving these three people in your hands. This girl’s name is Qian Duoduo, and she’ll tell you what happened later. I have to go." Lin Feng pointed to Qian Duoduo, who was still getting the kinks out on the ground, telling Chu Meng that he had to go back and settle accounts with those who had made moves tonight. No matter what angle he looked at it from, those who had acted tonight couldn’t be let off. Saying this, Lin Feng turned to leave.

"J-junior brother, be careful." Chu Meng saw that Lin Feng had already turned away. Although she had many unanswered questions, Lin Feng’s hasty departure indicated urgent matters to tend to. Plus, she had Qian Duoduo for conversation and could also find out from her what had happened that night, so Chu Meng merely instructed Lin Feng to be cautious.

"Don’t worry, senior sister." Lin Feng didn’t look back and got into the beat-up car he had driven back. He started it and disappeared into the night.

Chu Meng watched Lin Feng’s car leave, shook her head, closed the front door, and turned to see Qian Duoduo, whose expression was stiff, looking at her. She smiled. The three girls her junior brother brought tonight were quite pretty. His romantic luck wasn’t too bad!

Qian Duoduo’s head was spinning. She had wanted to say something, but having been immobilized by Lin Feng for over half an hour, her body was numb and she couldn’t even speak, letting Lin Feng walk away right before her eyes.

But how could this woman be Lin Feng’s senior sister? She looked... too young, hardly resembling the kind of supreme expert Lin Feng was. Then she...

Numerous question marks were swirling in Qian Duoduo’s head.

However, she immediately came to her senses and tried to call out to Lin Feng, but he had already left by car. The Great South Gang’s affair couldn’t just be left unresolved like this; it was impossible for so many brothers to have died tonight without seeking vengeance. Regardless of the cost, she had to find the person responsible for the attack and avenge her fallen brothers. With this thought, Qian Duoduo quickly took out her phone.

"Hello, this is Qian Duoduo. I need information on tonight’s bombing at the bar!"

"Hello, this is Qian Duoduo. I need a list of people in Tianhai capable of making a super bomb."

"Hello, this is Qian Duoduo. I need updates on the movements of rival gangs, and also any actions from Ruan Jun."

...

A series of commands went out with one goal: to track down the person behind the attack and avenge all the dead brothers. It was not only what she should do but what she must do.

Having done all this, Qian Duoduo calmly sat down on the sofa again, beginning to think about everything that had happened tonight...

......

Not long after, Lin Feng returned to the old haunt bar. While still far from the bar, he heard the deafening blend of fire engines and ambulances, and police had cordoned off every entrance leading to the bar, preventing crowds from getting through.

With no choice left, Lin Feng parked his car on the side and began walking towards the direction Huangmao had left.

...

Huangmao was also surprised when he saw the bar explode. The real scene wasn’t as spectacular as in the movies; just a sudden shattering of the bar’s glass, a loud bang, and then nothing more. He mused to himself that all those blockbuster scenes were deceiving.

Smiling as he watched the fire slowly spread in the bar, Huangmao’s face revealed a grin. It looked like nobody inside had escaped tonight. So, he pulled out a cigarette, leaned against his car, and began to smoke, keeping an eye on the bar, alert for anything, especially if Ji Yunlong made a run for it from this direction, which would complicate things considerably.

Before he knew it, the fire brigade, police, and ambulances had all arrived, but without a call from Brother Bao, he could only continue to wait. As he thought about this, Huangmao reclined his seat halfway back, turning on some music and casually observed the situation at the bar.

As he watched the ambulances busily moving back and forth, Huangmao sighed to himself. No one knows what the next moment might hold, just like the people who were enjoying themselves in the bar earlier. They never would have dreamed they’d die there. This made him realize how precious it is to be alive and well.

While Huangmao was leisurely smoking and listening to music, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

"You seem pretty relaxed tonight," Lin Feng said lightly, disliking the carefree air about Huangmao.

"Of course, there’s nothing much to do," Huangmao replied reflexively, engrossed in the loud music. However, as soon as he answered, he realized something was amiss. Who was talking to him?

"Ah! ..." Realizing it was Lin Feng, Huangmao leapt from his seat in alarm, but before he could scream, Lin Feng slapped him into unconsciousness.

Lin Feng moved Huangmao to the passenger seat and, driving his car, took him away, stopping only in a secluded spot where the darkness concealed the vehicle. With the engine off, it was impossible to see anyone inside from the outside.

After preparing everything, Lin Feng woke Huangmao up.

"Teacher Lin, what do you want from me?" Huangmao stammered, having never dreamt he would encounter Lin Feng at midnight. Every run-in with Lin Feng had been unpleasant, and Huangmao, who had witnessed Lin Feng’s combat skills, knew him to be an expert not to be trifled with, instilling deep fear in him.

"What happened at the old haunt bar tonight?" Lin Feng asked with a cold expression, his heart filled with anger. The warfare between gangs, who lives and dies, Lin Feng honestly didn’t care, it was too much to bother with. But when so many innocents died tragically, that was unforgivable. For all the people who died tonight, Lin Feng felt obliged to expose whoever was behind it, to give everyone an account. He had to coax the truth out of Huangmao.

Although the car’s lights were off and only the faint moonlight filtered in, Huangmao could sense Lin Feng’s severe anger; his words bore a chilling breath that made one uncomfortable.

But tonight’s incident couldn’t be divulged, no matter what. If the word got out, the dead wouldn’t just include one person. Faced with the Great South Gang’s retaliation, few would escape devastation, so the matter had to stay secret, even if it meant dying right there and then, for his family’s sake.

"Teacher Lin, what are you talking about? I don’t understand," Huangmao replied, feigning calm as he began to dismiss Lin Feng while inwardly deciding to commit suicide if necessary, using the self-defense dagger in his pocket when Lin Feng wasn’t looking.

"It seems you won’t cry until you see the coffin. If that’s the choice you’re making, then don’t blame me for not being courteous," Lin Feng said, after seeing Huangmao was as uncooperative as expected, and he patted Huangmao a couple of times on the body.

"..." Hearing Lin Feng’s words, Huangmao panicked. Just as he wanted to ask what Lin Feng intended to do with him, he realized he could no longer speak—and even more alarmingly, he was unable to move his arms and legs. What was going on?

What concerned Huangmao even more was what Lin Feng meant by being "uncourteous." What exactly was he planning to do? With a look of terror, Huangmao stared at Lin Feng.

"What to do now? Oh, right, let’s see what you have on you and in the car." Having said that, Lin Feng began to search Huangmao’s body, turning out every possession, and then proceeded to rummage through the car’s storage compartment, pulling everything out.