Chapter 111: The Filthy Affairs of the World

When he first transmigrated here and finished reading that "Great Lan Record," Li Fei knew that this feudal dynasty, which had been established for over five hundred years, was surely rotten to the core.

Later, seeing that a local gang like the Tiger Blade Gang could actually control the Martial Arts Hall and even directly influence the election of the Chief Inspector, Li Fei felt no particular stir.

He only felt that the world was just like that; it was nothing out of the ordinary.

After all, having experienced those two dark years in his previous life, Li Fei had actually already grown accustomed to it.

It was not until he looked at the cases Feng Zhen had handled this time and finished listening to the account of the old man before him that Li Fei truly realized what a completely "rotten" feudal dynasty meant for the common people at the bottom.

The bit of darkness he saw before him was likely just a tiny, insignificant speck of dust accumulated over the Great Lan Dynasty's five hundred-plus years.

Compared to the civilized society of his past life, this world was more naked, more bloody, more oppressive, and more despairing!

As someone who had always been cautious, Li Fei was long used to acting with extreme care. He felt he should remain a cold bystander; after all, he had been impulsive just once in his previous life, and it had cost him two years of suppression, ending in his sudden death.

But after hearing the old man's story, Li Fei still felt an irrepressible anger.

Perhaps it was because the other party's helplessness inevitably reminded him of his own encounters in his previous life.

Originally, by taking on this task for the Tiger Blade Gang, Li Fei's main goal was to gain an opportunity to participate in more important subsequent actions, which might allow him to collect key evidence and pave the way for dealing with the Tiger Blade Gang later. Things like the level-three protective suit were secondary.

But now, he was doing this task for more than just dealing with the Tiger Blade Gang.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary civil servant without a background, forced to endure suppression without the ability to resist.

But in this life, he had a blade in his hand!

"Old man, there may indeed be no law in this world."

Li Fei looked into the other's eyes, "But there is still justice."

Having said that, he rose and left the courtyard.

The old man was stunned, then shook his head and muttered:

"Justice?"

"Where is there any justice?"

Under the night sky, cars drove out from the back gate of the Sifa Academy.

Even the cheapest "Pegasus" brand car cost over thirteen hundred yuan, yet not a single car driving out of the Sifa Academy was a Pegasus; they were all higher-end, more expensive luxury cars.

From this, it was clear that the officials in this Sifa Academy were indeed all filthy rich.

Three luxury cars drove out of the Sifa Academy one after another, finally entering a street in Kaiping District.

Kaiping District was the most developed district in Xingcheng and also a famous wealthy area; the average housing price here was more than three times that of an old district like Qingyuan District!

The three cars finally stopped in front of a courtyard. The people from the first and third cars got out first; a total of eight people quickly checked the surroundings and formed a cordon.

These people were all private guards, and every one of them held a blade in their hands.

Subsequently, a burly man with two single-handed battle axes tucked into his waist stepped out from the passenger seat of the middle car.

The man walked to the back row and opened the door for the person inside.

A man with a goatee, somewhat thinning hair, wearing a Sifa Academy uniform, and a face full of misery stepped out of the car.

"Lord Feng! Lord Feng!"

After the miserable-looking man stepped out, a man in a suit not far away brought two burly men and ran toward them, waving his hands as he ran.

"Stop!"

The guards stationed on the perimeter immediately drew their blades to block the three.

"Lord Feng, it's me!"

The man in the suit kept waving toward them.

Feng Zhen glanced at the other party, yawned, and said with some fatigue:

"Let him come over alone."

The guards then stood down, allowing the man in the suit to reach Feng Zhen. The burly man with the two single-handed battle axes at his waist placed his hands on the axe handles, ready to strike at any moment.

"Lord Feng."

The man in the suit looked at Feng Zhen with a fawning smile.

"Did you bring the money?"

Feng Zhen swept a glance at the other party and asked lazily.

"Brought it, brought it!"

The man in the suit took a stack of banknotes from his bosom, all in the largest denomination of thirty yuan.

Feng Zhen did not reach out to take the money immediately, but instead looked at the burly man beside him.

The burly man stepped forward, took the stack of banknotes from the man in the suit, and after confirming there was no issue, handed them to Feng Zhen.

Feng Zhen took the banknotes, quickly counted them once, then put them into his bosom and said to the man in the suit:

"The person you want is in the trunk; take her away yourself."

"Yes, yes, yes, thank you, my lord."

The man in the suit walked quickly to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

Inside was a burlap sack containing a living person, who was still moving constantly and making muffled wailing sounds.

The man in the suit pulled the sack out of the trunk with force, then untied the rope to reveal the person inside.

Inside was a disheveled young woman.

After seeing the young woman's face clearly, the man in the suit revealed a look of hatred:

"Bitch, you caused my son's death, and now that you've fallen into my hands, I'm going to make you wish you were dead!"

Feng Zhen, standing to the side, yawned again and said impatiently:

"Take her away quickly! Remember, don't kill her, and don't leave her missing arms or legs; return her to me in one piece after a month."

This young woman's father-in-law had already mortgaged the family's house and could no longer squeeze out any profit, so he had a sudden inspiration and told the victim's father—this man in the suit—that as long as he was willing to spend money, he could not only sentence that murderous couple to death but also get this young woman out and hand her over to the other party to toy with for a month, to vent the hatred in his heart over his son's murder.

Since they were going to be sentenced to death anyway, it was better to make use of the "waste."

Upon hearing this, the man in the suit naturally agreed, and thus this transaction before them came to be.

"I really have a knack for making money."

Feng Zhen stroked his goatee and thought with some pride.

This one case alone earned him enough to cover several years of salary!

The man in the suit was about to drag the young woman, who was covered by the sack, away, when she began to struggle frantically.

Slap!

The man in the suit slapped the young woman heavily across the face, loosening the cloth gag in her mouth.

The young woman spat out the cloth, looked at Feng Zhen, and shouted in a shrill voice:

"You corrupt official, is there any law in your eyes?! Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?!"

Feng Zhen frowned slightly.

Without him needing to speak, the burly man beside him stepped forward, pushed the man in the suit aside, then crouched down and stuffed the cloth back into the young woman's mouth.

"Woooooo—"

The young woman struggled desperately, her eyes fixed tightly on Feng Zhen with extreme hatred.

Feng Zhen felt somewhat uncomfortable being watched by those eyes; he walked forward slowly and looked down at the young woman:

"The law?"

Bang!

He suddenly kicked the young woman heavily in the head:

"I am the law!"

The young woman was kicked unconscious, and Feng Zhen looked at the man in the suit:

"Take her away quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The man in the suit hurriedly stepped forward and dragged the sack containing the young woman quickly along the ground.

Once he left the security perimeter of Feng Zhen's guards, the two thugs who had come with him immediately stepped forward to help, lifting the sack up.

"Lord Feng, thank you."

Before leaving, the man in the suit did not forget to bow and thank Feng Zhen.

Feng Zhen couldn't even be bothered to look at him and turned directly to return to his courtyard.

Just as he reached the courtyard gate, he suddenly heard two dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground, followed by the man in the suit's voice, filled with extreme terror:

"What are you trying to do?!"

Feng Zhen was startled and immediately turned to look.

He saw the man in the suit, who hadn't gone far, being sent flying by a single slash, while the two thugs the other party had brought had already been decapitated and lay in a pool of blood.

A person wearing a black martial robe, a green ghost mask, and holding a blade was walking toward them.

The person's gaze crossed the distance of several dozen meters and landed on Feng Zhen, and a cold, chilling voice emerged from beneath that ferocious ghost mask:

"I've come to see what the law looks like."

(End of chapter)