Ye Feng sneered repeatedly, sitting back in his seat with a look of disdain, "He Chunqing, whatever you want to play today, I'm game!"

"Mr. Tu, did I go a bit too hard?"

Tu Liguo didn't blame Ye Feng at all; instead, he nodded approvingly, "Not bad, strike when it's time to strike."

"A gentleman, when insulted, should unleash thunderous might to shock the petty and vile—that is courage!"

"Lowering your head and yielding, avoiding danger, and retreating endlessly—that is cowardice!"

"You handle things calmly, unflustered by events. I still have high hopes for you," Tu Liguo said with a gratified expression.

He didn't think that Ye Feng, having become like this, would be down and out forever. After all, a truly capable person will eventually shine again.

While Ye Feng chatted leisurely with Tu Liguo, the people around them began to express their indignation for Fu Hai.

"Ye Feng, how could you hurt someone?"

"No wonder, a guy who's been to prison, unchanged in nature!"

"Hmph, you've offended Mr. He, let's see how you handle this!"

The people at the table started to stir things up, some wanting to seize the opportunity to criticize Ye Feng and curry favor with He Chunqing.

Some looked on indifferently, ready to watch Ye Feng's downfall.

After all, it's no longer the time when fists do the talking. Back in school, you could still use fists to deal with the likes of He Chunqing.

Now, everyone is no longer a child, struggling in society, relying on money and power.

Who is He Chunqing?

A manager of a big company like Yunfeng Group, soon to return to Liancheng Mall as the general manager.

Wealthy and influential, even some officials have to treat him with respect.

And Ye Feng?

Currently impoverished and just out of prison, with a criminal record.

How dare someone like him go against He Chunqing?

With what?

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Everyone could already imagine the outcome: when the police arrive, Ye Feng will be taken away.

Some sighed, not expecting Ye Feng, just out of prison, to have to change back into prison clothes before his cheap clothes even wore out.

Ye Feng didn't care about these people's suspicions, no matter who He Chunqing called.

Nothing would happen to him.

He still had that bit of status.

At this moment, after a painful howl, Fu Hai slowly stood up, clutching his stomach.

But he didn't dare sit next to Su Weiwei again, looking at Ye Feng with eyes full of fear.

He moved a chair aside and ran to sit next to He Chunqing, still gritting his teeth, the intense pain causing him great suffering.

Ye Feng had shown some restraint with his kick, not injuring his internal organs. If Ye Feng had really used force, Fu Hai would have been spitting blood and dead, with no chance to be here alive and kicking.

After the commotion between Fu Hai and Ye Feng, the atmosphere became somewhat heavy, lacking the previous cheer.

Not long after, a few police officers arrived.

Ye Feng shifted his gaze to the door and found the person coming in familiar—it was Zhao An.

Behind him were three or four police officers in uniform.

Ye Feng scrutinized them, a total of four people, with Zhao An holding the highest position as deputy chief.

Next was a man with a sullen face, whose rank was just slightly lower than Zhao An's.

The two behind them were ordinary officers, but both wore firearms at their waists, looking stern.

Ye Feng had noticed He Chunqing making a call earlier, dialing a private number and speaking very familiarly.

Could Zhao An be the person behind He Chunqing?

Ye Feng was a bit puzzled.

Otherwise, for such a trivial matter, it wouldn't be necessary to send a deputy chief to handle it.

Although Zhao An was at odds with the chief at the police station and was often sidelined, he was still a deputy chief. Why would he come to deal with such a small matter?

Could it really be that He Chunqing called him?

Seeing the arrivals, He Chunqing's previously gloomy face finally lit up with joy, and he turned to greet them.

"Captain Li, you're finally here."

He directly shook hands with the man whose rank was slightly lower than Zhao An's and had a sullen face.

He didn't know Zhao An, so he naturally left Zhao An aside without even greeting him.

"Mr. He, what exactly happened?"

The sullen-faced man was named Li Donglin, a brigade leader at the Liancheng police station.

He had some relation to Li Shi, who had been beaten by Ye Feng earlier; they were from the same clan.

Li Shi's job at the police station was secured through Li Donglin's connections.

His position was much higher than Li Shi's, only below a few deputy chiefs in the entire Liancheng police station.

At this moment, He Chunqing showed a smug smile, turned, and pointed at Ye Feng, "Captain Li, it's this kid, he hurt someone for no reason, and he just got out of prison!"

He Chunqing deliberately emphasized the last sentence.

Generally, the police wouldn't easily arrest ordinary people, but it's different for someone with a criminal record.

Regardless of the reason, they would take the person back to the station first.

"Good for nothing, hitting people for no reason. He Chunqing, do you think I hit people for no reason?"

Ye Feng sneered upon hearing this.

Li Donglin's face grew more sullen, seeing someone dare to be so arrogant in front of the police.

He had seen many like this, but once taken back to the station, whether they were a dragon or a tiger, they had to behave obediently.

Following He Chunqing's gesture, Zhao An looked over, his expression changing slightly, looking at Ye Feng in disbelief.

In fact, ever since he met Ye Feng that day, he wanted to check Ye Feng's records.

Ye Feng's release surprised him greatly.

Xili Prison was the most secure and terrifying prison in Shenzhou, where he once served as a special forces soldier.

He was well aware of the situation inside.

Once someone went in, there was almost no chance of seeing the light of day again.

Every prisoner inside was extremely dangerous and posed a great threat to society.

Zhao An began to take it seriously.

He reviewed Ye Feng's records from back then and found that Ye Feng had many charges, with both witnesses and evidence.

But upon closer examination, Zhao An found that each of Ye Feng's charges was very tenuous, full of doubts.

He thought of a possibility: this young man might have been framed.

As for how he got out of Xili Prison, it remained a mystery.

He once tried to access Ye Feng's prison records, only to be told by a former comrade.

Ye Feng's records were S-level top-secret files, with fewer than ten people in all of Shenzhou authorized to view them.

This result shocked Zhao An on the spot!

He knew very well what this level of encryption meant.

Unless it involved the most important personnel in the national military, requiring confidentiality, it wouldn't reach such a high level of secrecy.

Wasn't he just a prisoner?

Why would the country take him so seriously?

In any case, Zhao An knew Ye Feng was definitely not an ordinary prisoner; perhaps he had another, more terrifying identity.