The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 914: Art of Disguise

In less than a minute, even the small old man felt a stabbing pain hitting him!

However, his condition was somewhat better than others; although his head hurt, he could still hold on.

But it was of no use, since the others could not counterattack, he also did not dare to confront Ling Feng alone. Firstly, because he was wary of that knife in Ling Feng’s hand, and secondly, he had developed a hint of fear towards Ling Feng.

Meanwhile, Ling Feng took advantage of this moment, easily disabling all the acupoints of every person present with his hands.

With the Mind Soul Art retracted, those people were no longer in pain, but their movements were also restricted.

Approaching the old man, Ling Feng, grinning, removed his mask and sunglasses, and then asked him: "Mr. Yamada, quite surprised, aren’t you?"

"It’s you, I should’ve guessed it was you!"

Yamada Isamu’s face showed shock, and his eyes bulged out.

"Already knew it was me, right? Your Shadow Group ran into trouble in Mianluo Country, and in the end, you still targeted me, eh!"

Ling Feng smiled, nonchalantly touching and disabling his acupoints, then said: "But it’s a pity, targeting me is useless, with your strength trying to fight me, you are just seeking death!"

After a moment of astonishment, Yamada Isamu realized he lost control of his body and was even more surprised, unable to utter a single word.

With everyone in the room unable to move, Ling Feng looked back at Zhang He: "Have you called for backup?"

"On the way!"

Zhang He responded, then asked: "Why did you round up so many people all at once, and you still haven’t told me what these people are up to?"

"This old man is from the Shadow Group, that bearded guy is from the Holy Light Society, the woman is from France, and the one I just killed is from Belarus; over a dozen people representing more than a dozen organizations, I’ve done you the favor of taking them all down in one fell swoop!" Ling Feng explained.

"..."

Zhang He’s eyes went wide: "All these people are here?"

"That’s right, what they are up to, you can find out by interrogating them when you return, but in any case, this is another great achievement!" Ling Feng laughed.

Of course, Zhang He knew the significance of this accomplishment; the people they had captured were all important figures, impossible to kill, but they could be taken back and use them to negotiate with their organizations!

This move, on one hand, would intimidate those evil spirits by asserting dominance, preventing them from harboring any malicious intentions towards Huaxia in the future!

On the other hand, by using these people as hostages, they could also obtain a lot of benefits from the other side, unless they were willing to give up on their people.

But that was obviously impossible; those who could represent their own organizations to attend a secret meeting on Harbor Island were certainly not ordinary figures.

Thinking of this, Zhang He was overjoyed and his whole person became excited.

At this point, Ling Feng suddenly said: "And the provider of this venue should also be investigated. If nothing unexpected, he is also a traitorous scoundrel!"

"Okay, I will have someone look into it. If it’s confirmed that the owner here is connected with them, they have to be bankrupted!" Zhang He nodded.

Ling Feng glanced at him: "Everyone is under control, the remaining matters are up to the Security Bureau, I’m going to leave now!"

"Hey, where are you going?"

Zhang He was startled and quickly asked.

"Got some things to handle!"

Ling Feng didn’t look back and walked away.

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...

After going downstairs, Ling Feng didn’t call a taxi, instead, he walked on the streets for a few minutes then stepped into a hotel.

Heading straight to the elevator, he quickly arrived on the fifteenth floor.

It was late at night, and the corridor was silent without a shadow in sight. Ling Feng hastened to a room’s door, gently twisted his hand, and the door lock was immediately rendered useless.

He stepped into the room, where the lights were bright, and a young man dressed in a uniform was cleaning the floor.

Hearing the sound, the man turned back, glanced, then asked something in surprise in Cantonese.

Ling Feng smiled and replied in Mandarin: "I’m here looking for someone!"

The staff seemed perplexed and replied in Mandarin: "All the guests have checked out and left, you’re late! You might still catch them if you head downstairs now."

"Oh."

Ling Feng nodded with a smile but did not leave; instead, he sat down in the living room then looked up at the other person: "What’s your name?"

The staff: "Ah Cheng, this guest, I’m currently cleaning the room, please don’t disturb my work, okay?"

Ling Feng glanced at him; the name on his badge did match what he had said, but he still did not move. Instead, he said cheerfully: "Nice outfit you have there, fits well too."

After saying that, his lips curved up: "But it’s a pity, you can’t fool me, Mr. Ito!"

Ah Cheng was stunned, and his eyes flashed a touch of confusion: "I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir, my name is Ah Cheng, not Mr. Ito."

Ling Feng laughed, stepped up to him, and immediately, the other person showed a nervous demeanor.

Looking him in the eye earnestly, Ling Feng said: "Do you know why I was able to see through you? Because it’s so late, yet a cleaning staff is still cleaning the room, while the bedroom’s clothes and luggage are still there, do you think that makes sense?"

Ah Cheng, surprised, glanced back at the closed bedroom door: "You... how did you know..."

A look of astonishment flashed through Ah Cheng’s eyes, but before he could finish speaking, Ling Feng interrupted him: "I don’t have time to chitchat here with you!"

With a thud, his fingers pressed on the other person’s acupoints!

This baffled Ah Cheng, his astonishment turning into fear, his lips moved but no sound came out.

Ling Feng brushed his hand beneath his ear, and slowly peeled off a semi-transparent yellow film.

Then after clearing his false hair, the figure of Ito Jiro, who had just been in Ling Feng’s mind, appeared before him.

"Heh, cunning you are, but it’s a pity, even a clever fox can’t outwit a good hunter, right?"

Ling Feng laughed smugly and landed a palm strike on the other person’s chest!

Sato Jiro’s eyes widened to their limits, never expecting to be struck so harshly so suddenly!

Logically, after capturing someone, you should interrogate them first, why wasn’t this man playing by the book?

With a hint of bewilderment, he painfully crashed into the wall, coughing out a mouthful of blood, then his vision gradually darkened as his consciousness sank into an endless abyss.

Ling Feng paid no attention to the body on the ground, stepped into the bedroom, rummaged through the luggage and found a thin booklet, casually stuffing it into his Space Bracelet.

What he was looking for was the secret techniques of the Art of Disguise; and after a scan with his Divine Sense, he found this booklet in the luggage, the words "Art of Disguise" were written on it!

So, to save time, he suddenly decided not to bother with that Ito anymore.

With the item in hand, Ling Feng turned and left the room, soon disappearing down the street.

This Ito was also a member of the Shadow Group, and his death would surely be combined with the other cases by the police when discovered.

Ling Feng didn’t have time to deal with those matters; his most important task now was to deal with the Holy Light Society’s affair.