The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 851: It’s them?

"You’re right, staying at our own people’s hotel is just so convenient!"

Seeing Ling Feng come back, Zhang He said with a smile.

The group, escorting Gus and Telang, with Zhang Meng carrying another on his shoulders, entered the hotel without anyone coming up to inquire, and not even giving them a glance.

If this had been any other hotel, the security personnel would definitely have questioned them.

Ling Feng chuckled, crouched down, and pressed his thumb against the captive’s philtrum; the man soon came groggily to his senses.

As his eyes scanned the surroundings and met the gazes of everyone present, he understood his situation and chose to remain silent.

Ling Feng figured he wouldn’t speak Huaxia, so he turned to look at Zhang He, "Why don’t you ask him, Zhang? I bet your English is definitely better than mine!"

"Don’t, you’re overestimating me," Zhang He said with a wry smile. "Chen Xiao, you do it."

"Alright, boss!"

Chen Xiao gave a slight smile and asked the man a question.

However, the man didn’t cooperate, acting as if he hadn’t heard anything.

Ling Feng wasn’t surprised; if just asking would make them talk, what kind of special forces would they be?

So he chuckled and said to Chen Xiao, "Tell him, it’s okay if he doesn’t want to talk; we’ll just see whether his mouth or my hand is tougher!"

After saying that, he promptly twisted off one of the man’s fingers.

This was the simplest and most direct method of coercion: the fingers are tied to the heart, and the pain is not something ordinary people can withstand.

As expected, the man on the ground let out a pig-like howl, and cold sweat immediately beaded on his forehead.

Chen Xiao chuckled, "Ling big brother, leave this to me; you and Director Zhang just watch."

After speaking, he looked down at the man, and then broke another one of his fingers.

"That’s really brutal!"

Ling Feng shook his head, thinking you could at least ask him something, but without even asking, Zhang Meng broke another finger; he only has ten of them after all!

Zhang He gave Ling Feng a look and said, "You call others brutal, but you were the first one to break his fingers!"

The wailing was a bit noisy, so Ling Feng simply got up and went to the bedroom, closing the door behind him for immediate silence.

Then he took out his phone and called Li Huai.

After one second of ringing, Li Huai answered immediately: "Brother, how’s it going? Have you thought it over?"

"Yes, I’ve decided," Ling Feng said. "Li big brother, let’s meet at the venue at nine o’clock!"

"Great, I’ll transfer the money to you immediately!" Li Huai said excitedly.

The more excited he was, the more despondent Ling Feng became.

Because he knew Li Huai’s joy wasn’t for his own nation, but for the Dongying people!

Ling Feng was now somewhat baffled, wondering what this man was thinking. What was wrong with his own country that he would willingly serve the Dongying people?

Bouncing around so energetically, what kind of benefits had they offered him?

After hanging up the phone, the wailing outside seemed to have stopped. Ling Feng pushed open the door and saw that Chen Xiao had already dragged the man aside, preparing to stuff him into a suitcase.

"What’s the situation? Did he die?"

"He’s confessed everything; he’s useless now," Zhang He said indifferently.

"But there’s no need to toss him in a suitcase, is there? Wouldn’t it be okay to hand him over to Feng Ling’s people?" Ling Feng asked.

"Let’s not bother them with this. The other party is very influential; it’s better for us to shoulder this burden ourselves!" Zhang He said.

Ling Feng hadn’t expected him to be so thoughtful, so he nodded, "You’re more meticulous!"

As soon as I praised him, Zhang He immediately got psyched, "Of course, I’m the chief after all. How could I think the same way you do?"

"Fine, as if I never said anything!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, then asked, "Who exactly is the other side?"

"People from the Holy Light Society. The attack on you before was done by them; even that leaderboard was their doing," Zhang He explained.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, "I haven’t offended them, so why are these guys targeting me?"

"They must’ve been paid a commission. After all, this is an assassin organization, they don’t do anything unless there’s money in it!" Zhang He stated.

Ling Feng frowned deeply, "But it doesn’t add up, after the leaderboard came out I ranked on the list, and these people completely disappeared. How come they have shown up again here in Guo City?"

Zhang He glanced at him, "Want to know?"

"No shit!" Ling Feng glared at him, "What else did this kid confess?"

"They’ve come this time because someone has placed a hefty bounty to have you killed!" Zhang He said.

"Who?"

"The Russian government!" exclaimed Zhang He.

Ling Feng: "..."

After his shock, he couldn’t help asking, "When did I ever offend them?"

"That, the people from the Holy Light Society are also not clear on. They just take money and do their jobs!"

Zhang He’s face remained calm as he calmly stated, "Even though they know you’re number one in combat, with such a high reward, there are always those who will take the risk, and they also wanted to see just how strong you are, which is why they dared to take the chance."

"Now that this squad is annihilated, they should realize your strength!"

Ling Feng made an acknowledging noise, already losing interest in the matter, he looked up at Zhang He, "If it’s the Russians pulling the strings, will I still be able to buy the battleships?"

"This is indeed a problem, I am suddenly worried that if you go there, you might fall into their trap!" said Zhang He.

Ling Feng felt depressed.

He wasn’t afraid of being plotted against; he just couldn’t understand why they would target him and couldn’t think of any reason for it!

As he was thinking, Zhang He said, "To find out the answer, you just need to find them!"

"You mean, even though we know it’s a trap, I should still go?" asked Ling Feng.

Zhang He chuckled mischievously, "Why not? After all, you’re not going to die, and you might even gain a lot more from it, right?"

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, suddenly understanding his meaning, so he also smiled, "Right, right!"

The gloomy mood dissipated as Ling Feng thought about the possibility of coming into a large sum of unexpected wealth, and he became optimistic!

While the two of them were snickering deviously on this side, Chen Xiao and Zhang Meng were sullenly dealing with the bodies on the other side, both not understanding what Zhang He and Ling Feng were talking about.

By this time, it was past eight o’clock, and the stone gambling event was about to begin soon. There was no need for the two of them to continue surveillance work, so Zhang He told them to rest in the hotel and left the room with Ling Feng.

Then they called Feng Ling from the room next door, and the three of them went downstairs together.

Ling Feng was quite relieved about the matters with Du Hao since Li Fei’er was there and with the Du Family not being simple, he didn’t bother to ask more.

After they arrived at the stadium, just as they entered the venue, Li Huai came up to them in a hurry.

"Brother Li, you’re really in a rush!" Ling Feng said with a laugh.

"Of course, brother, the thought of you helping me so much makes me want to give you all the money right away!" Li Huai said.

Ling Feng chuckled, "Then why don’t you?"

"Er, you know, I definitely can’t pull out that much money, so I’m not in a position to decide!" Li Huai said with a wry smile.