The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1550 - 1549: Rice

The enemy soldiers exchanged glances, clearly not understanding.

Ling Feng couldn’t understand their language either, but it was obvious they were questioning his identity, and the malicious intent in their looks toward Long Xiaoyu was blatant.

So Ling Feng could only sigh and then said, "Since we can’t communicate, there’s nothing I can do!"

Instantly, the Mind Soul Art was activated, catching the soldiers off guard, and they fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

Ling Feng ignored them, grabbing Long Xiaoyu as they got into a jeep, turned the vehicle around, and headed straight for their destination.

After driving a few kilometers, a town appeared in the distance.

The place was quite large, comparable to the size of a county, but the tallest building in town was only six stories, and there were just a few of them.

The rest were one or two-story houses, all looking rather decrepit.

Ling Feng was speechless, wondering if this was supposed to be the Capital City? It was so backward!

The two drove to the entrance of the town.

There were guards stationed there, but when they saw the jeep, they assumed it was one of their own and opened the roadblock.

Only after the jeep sped through did they realize the driver was an Asian man, not one of their own!

The soldiers were in an uproar and immediately sent out a message and dispatched vehicles to chase Ling Feng!

By then, Ling Feng had already driven into the city. After navigating the chaotic streets, they arrived at the base of a three-story building.

This building was unique, completely white, and luxuriously decorated, standing out starkly among the drab surroundings.

Machine gun bunkers, roadblocks, and piles of defensive structures surrounded this building.

No need to ask anyone, this must be Tu Lu’s lair.

Countless guns were aimed at them, and the cars chasing them blocked their retreat. Ling Feng and Long Xiaoyu got out of the vehicle.

The other side signaled for them to raise their hands. Ling Feng didn’t mind and shouted, "Is there really no one here who speaks Huaxia language?"

If communication was impossible, he was prepared for a massacre.

To his surprise, after asking twice loudly, a group of people walked out of the three-story building, and one was a white Caucasian face.

This person was over 1.9 meters tall, with blond hair, and appeared to be in his thirties.

He parted the soldiers and walked over, calmly asking in somewhat broken Huaxia language, "Mr. Ling, is it?"

"Oh, you know me?"

Ling Feng was taken aback but then smiled, "I didn’t expect to be famous here!"

"Of course."

The white man nodded and continued, "Mr. Ling’s reputation is indeed significant; General Tu Lu has long been aware of you!"

"Oh, that’s perfect; I’m here to see him today!" Ling Feng laughed.

"I’m sorry, General Tu Lu is not here, but I can host you." The white man said.

Ling Feng smiled, "Is that so? Fine!"

With that, he grabbed Long Xiaoyu’s hand and stepped forward, saying, "Since he’s avoiding me, talking to you will do!"

"Please!"

The white man bowed slightly, then turned to lead them into the building.

In fact, Ling Feng’s Divine Sense had already found Tu Lu, who was sitting in a luxurious room on the basement level!

But apparently, Tu Lu was scared and didn’t dare to meet him, which was why he sent this white man out.

Inside the building, the opulence was akin to an Imperial Palace. Ling Feng couldn’t help but laugh inwardly; the country was in poverty, yet this man opulently decorated his home.

They entered a reception room, and after sitting down, the white man introduced himself, "Mr. Ling, I am General Tu Lu’s advisor, my name is Rice."

"Oh, Mr. Rice, are you American?" Ling Feng asked.

"Yes!"

Rice nodded, then asked, "Mr. Ling suddenly appeared here; what is your intention?"

Ling Feng didn’t respond directly but looked at Rice’s face, "If I’m not mistaken, you should be with the American Intelligence Agency?"

"Why do you ask?"

Rice was stunned, confused by the question.

"I’ve watched many American movies, your country just loves to stir up trouble globally, sending agents to disrupt peace, profit from wars once chaos ensues, right?" Ling Feng sneered coldly.

"Mr. Ling, you misunderstand."

Rice shook his head calmly, "I’m not with the intelligence agency, just an ordinary businessman. General Tu Lu hired me as an advisor mainly because I have many friends internationally!"

"Oh, your friends are arms dealers, I suppose?" Ling Feng continued to ask.

Rice’s expression darkened slightly, but he still shook his head, "No, they’re all political dignitaries from various countries."

"Haha, stop with the charade; I’ve seen through your facade. There’s no need for beautiful lies!"

Ling Feng sneered, standing up and added, "I can easily find out if you’re an arms dealer!"

"What, what do you want to do?"

Seeing him approaching, Rice’s eyes widened, his hand reaching for his waist!

"If you’re smart, don’t ask for trouble!"

Ling Feng noticed this detail and immediately cooled his expression!

Rice indeed dared not move.

Though trained intensively, under Ling Feng’s imposing aura, he suddenly felt intimidated!

In just that moment of hesitation, Ling Feng’s hand landed on Rice’s shoulder, calmly questioning, "Tell me, how much have you earned from Tu Lu?"

Almost instantly, Ling Feng pulled a number from his mind.

He then frowned slightly in disbelief, "Only a million US Dollars?"

Seeing Rice’s face freeze in shock, eyes wide, Ling Feng continued, "For such a small amount, you’ve thrown this country into turmoil, leaving countless people displaced?"

With this question, images of countless refugees flashed through Rice’s mind, yet he felt utterly contemptuous, not seeing them as people at all.

Ling Feng nodded, "I understand now!"

"You, what do you understand?"

Rice was dumbfounded; how did Ling Feng know about the million dollars without a word from him?

Ling Feng couldn’t be bothered with him, continuing, "Get Tu Lu out from the basement, you’re not qualified to negotiate with me!"

As he spoke, he swiftly moved and broke Rice’s ankle!

"Ah!"

After a scream, Rice’s face twisted in agony.

"I’m sparing you because you understand the Huaxia language. Don’t be ungrateful; get Tu Lu out here!"

Seeing the guards around them pulling out their guns, Ling Feng said coldly.