The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1072: Debt Collector?

Everyone present exchanged glances, all shaking their heads.

Ling Feng’s heart sank as he thought to himself that something bad must have happened to the kid.

He had already used his Divine Sense to search the area just now, but he didn’t see a shadow of anyone else around the farmstead—so where could this guy have gone?

At this time, Duan Feihong came over and asked, "What do you need him for?"

"He Xi is already in trouble, and now only he and Wu Hua are left!"

Ling Feng said in a low voice, and Duan Feihong immediately understood.

So she also became a bit anxious, turned her head to Duan Wensheng and his wife, and said, "Dad, Mom, he might have met with an accident!"

Duan Wensheng expressed disbelief; then he took out his phone and dialed Duan Zixuan’s number.

No one spoke at the scene; everyone held their breath.

Afterward, a faint ring tone could be heard—it was actually coming from the second floor of the villa.

Ling Feng leaped up onto the balcony of the second floor and then entered through the window.

After scanning with Divine Sense and immediately locating Duan Zixuan, he went straight into the second-floor sickroom of Wu Gang and pulled him out from under the bed.

As expected, Duan Zixuan’s face was also purplish-black, already dead!

"....."

Ling Feng was speechless, seeing that his eyes were still open, and his facial expression was full of shock, despair. He didn’t know what he had experienced before his death.

Just as he was about to call people upstairs to take away the body, there was suddenly a noise outside, along with the roar of car engines and horns.

Ling Feng glanced out the window and saw that there were more than a dozen cars outside, with four or five people getting out of each car.

These people were not fully-armed soldiers, but casually dressed young men; known by their swaggering walk, they were clearly small-time thugs.

Ling Feng was puzzled and, momentarily ignoring Duan Zixuan, jumped back out of the window he had entered.

After landing, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "What’s going on?"

"We’re here looking for Duan Zixuan, where is he!" a bald hefty man asked.

Seeing the man’s appearance, Ling Feng asked doubtfully, "Aren’t you that Brother Zheng?"

"Huh? You know me?"

Brother Zheng was taken aback and sized up Ling Feng as he asked.

"I’ve heard of you. Didn’t you and Duan Zixuan agree to repay the debt in a few days? Why have you suddenly come here looking for him?" Ling Feng asked.

"You know about that?"

Brother Zheng looked surprised and then said, "Don’t ask so many questions, where is he? Call him out immediately!"

"He’s dead!" Ling Feng said indifferently.

"What!"

Everyone was stunned; Duan Wensheng was even more shocked: "Ling Feng, you’re saying Zixuan is dead?"

"He’s upstairs, in Wu old master’s sickroom!" Ling Feng nodded.

Upon hearing this, Wu Dahai quickly had people go upstairs to check, and a minute later someone poked their head out from the balcony: "It’s true, Mr. Duan is dead!"

"Damn it, you guys are fooling me, right? I demand to see him, dead or alive!" Brother Zheng roared angrily!

"Then bring the body down for him to see!" Ling Feng said loudly.

The person upstairs responded affirmatively; now that Ling Feng was in control of the situation, he naturally complied and turned back into the room.

A few minutes later, Duan Zixuan’s body was dragged down and placed in front of Brother Zheng.

"...."

Now he had nothing to say, staring at the body on the ground, he fell into silence.

"Are you feeling sore about the money? There’s no helping it, debts are void upon death; your efforts were in vain!" Ling Feng remarked.

Zheng Ge then lifted his head: "Who says? Just because he’s dead doesn’t mean all of the Duan Family are dead. Doesn’t he still have a wife and kids? I can still get my money back!"

"How much did he owe you?" Duan Wensheng inquired.

"Seventy million!"

"What?"

Duan Wensheng was taken aback and asked in astonishment, "How could he have owed you so much?"

"Don’t believe me? I have the IOU right here, with his signature and fingerprint on it. The Duan Family may be wealthy and powerful, but you can’t ignore all sense of reason, right?" Zheng Ge asked with a sneer.

Being part of the Duan Family, the death of Duan Zixuan was a great psychological blow to Duan Feihong and others. Thus, Duan Feihong raised his voice and said, "Speaking of reason is fine, but you can’t just make baseless claims. You mentioned having evidence, didn’t you? Show it!"

"Do you think I’m a fool? What if it’s taken from me the moment I take it out?"

Zheng Ge sneered and continued, "Who would’ve thought that with his death leaving no one to corroborate, I’ll just take a photocopy to the Duan Family later. After all, a person’s death can’t nullify a debt!"

Ling Feng’s brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at him intently: "Did you come today specifically to collect a debt?"

"What else would I be here for?" Zheng Ge asked, bewildered.

"But you clearly said over the phone last night that it would be a week later, so why the sudden change to now?" Ling Feng questioned.

Zheng Ge was startled again, thinking to himself how this kid knew everything?

Yet he stiffened his neck: "Why should I tell you?"

Ling Feng didn’t ask further and turned to the people who had brought down Duan Zixuan’s body: "Where’s his phone?"

"It’s here!"

The person handed over Duan Zixuan’s phone with both hands.

Ling Feng intended to check the call history, but he found the screen was locked and it required a password!

Just about to give up, Duan Feihong said beside him, "The password is 191001."

"How do you know?"

Ling Feng entered the string of digits and the screen immediately unlocked.

"It’s his child’s birthday, I guessed it might be." Duan Feihong said.

"Hmm, indeed it is."

Ling Feng nodded and checked the call history.

Indeed, there was a call between Duan Zixuan and Zheng Ge from just over half an hour ago!

At this, Ling Feng smiled.

He showed the record to Zheng Ge for a moment and said with a smile, "It was Duan Zixuan who called you to bring people over, wasn’t it? It seems you didn’t come to collect a debt but had another purpose in mind!"

"You’re talking nonsense, I don’t have any other purpose!" Zheng Ge exclaimed in dismay.

At this moment, the people from the Wu Family had started to bring people out of the woods, with four or five lying haphazardly on a handcart, dumped straight onto the lawn.

One after another, people continued to emerge from the woods, each of them wailing for their parents incessantly, the scene horribly unsettling.

Zheng Ge was outright stunned, and his companions were also agape. Those who were faint-hearted had already started to slowly back away.

Ling Feng chuckled, "You see? It’s not just you who had ulterior motives. How about this group? That’s their fate right there!"

"You, you......."

Zheng Ge was truly frightened. Although he was just a gang leader involved in activities like coercion and predatory lending, any actual killing or fighting was generally just for show to intimidate people.

But to see dozens of people brought down here, wasn’t that a bit too tyrannical?

Realizing he had kicked an iron plate, Zheng Ge wanted to make a run for it.

Unfortunately, Ling Feng didn’t seem to intend to let him go, calmly stating, "Unless you want to end up with those people, I’d advise you not to make any rash moves!"