Chapter 475: The Eighth

What are you doing?

A middle-aged man walked over then, frowned, and asked.

The young man who had just shouted at Lin Feng that he couldn't leave immediately lowered his head and bowed, saying: "President, this person insulted our activity; he threw the flyer on the ground and even deliberately stepped on it."

The middle-aged man walked up to Lin Feng, first sized him up, then said: "Young man, if you don't like it you can ignore it; why throw our flyer on the ground and even step on it?"

Lin Feng laughed and said: "Because I'm happy! What's up?"

The middle-aged man chuckled: "Young man, what you're doing is wrong. Please pick up this flyer immediately, otherwise you'll bear the consequences!"

I won't pick it up!

Saying that, Lin Feng stepped on the flyer a few more times.

The middle-aged man widened his eyes; the flyer bore the image of some god of their Little Japan.

Lin Feng doing this is simply an insult to the Great Japan Empire!

He raised his hand and swung at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng grabbed the middle-aged man's hand in one motion and then squeezed hard.

Crack~

A crisp sound.

The wrist bone broke.

The middle-aged man let out a miserable cry, covered his wrist and fell seated on the ground,

Then, in pain, he wailed loudly while rolling on the ground.

Lin Feng also kicked him, shouting: "What the hell are you yelling for? Where's your martial spirit?"

At this point, a crowd had already gathered around,

Someone had already picked up a phone and recorded this video.

A young man in warrior attire, bringing people, ran over and surrounded Lin Feng.

They obviously saw that Lin Feng was extraordinary, and for a moment dared not act.

Someone called the police, and the police soon arrived.

Lin Feng shrugged helplessly, it seemed he'd have to go back to the station again.

How many times has this been?

Morning of the 21st.

Lin Feng stretched, then got up from the iron-frame bed.

He had already spent a night in the station.

Someone brought breakfast, but Lin Feng didn't eat.

Next, he was taken to a meeting room.

Chen Yingqiu didn't leave, also spending a night in the station.

Because she was worried, she didn't sleep all night, her eyes bloodshot.

The middle-aged man whose wrist Lin Feng had broken last night appeared in the meeting room with his hand bandaged.

In fact, it had already been interrogated last night.

Because someone had filmed it as evidence, it proved the middle-aged man struck first.

Lin Feng was merely acting in self-defense, though his defense was a bit excessive.

The middle-aged man's name is Tian Gu You Shu, 42 years old, he is the general manager of a branch company in Yanjing; his subordinates in Little Japan all call him President.

This incident is neither big nor small.

The station is seeking a reconciliation between the two parties.

Lin Feng's side offered some money as compensation and apologized.

Tian Gu's side would sign a settlement agreement.

"Apologize?! Why should I apologize, what wrong have I done?"

After hearing the conditions proposed by Tian Gu's lawyer, Lin Feng sneered.

Tian Gu's lawyer said: "Mr. Lin, responsibility for this mainly lies with you; if you hadn't thrown the company's flyer on the ground first, Mr. Tian Gu wouldn't have gotten angry……"

Before the lawyer finished speaking, Lin Feng sneered: "Have you even looked at the flyer?"

I have another copy here!

Chen Yingqiu, sitting nearby, immediately pulled out a colored flyer from her pocket and placed it on the table.

Lin Feng pointed at the flyer and said: "Take a good look, what the hell is this printed on it! This kind of activity, if you hold it on your own turf, that's your holiday; running over to our Guo Jia, or Yanjing, what does that mean?"

Tian Gu You Shu furrowed his brows: "Mr. Lin, this is merely a commercial and entertainment activity……"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng waved his hand: "My time is precious; I have no time to listen to you, this Little Japan, lecture here. Before I leave, I tell you: from now on, whenever I see this kind of activity, I'll ruin it!"

After saying that, he crumpled the flyer into a ball and threw it at Tian Gu You Shu's face.

Then he stood up, pulled Chen Yingqiu, and left the meeting room.

Then he just walked out unimpeded.

He, he just left like that!

The meeting room was on the second floor; Tian Gu You Shu stood at the window, watching downstairs as Lin Feng walked out of the big gate, his face full of surprise.

An officer present explained: "Mr. Tian Gu, Mr. Lin has been released on bail."

Mine, I want to protest!

Tian Gu You Shu, upon hearing that, shouted loudly.

As his words fell, his phone rang.

He pulled out his phone with his left hand from his pocket, answered, and his expression drastically changed: "What?! The company was smashed? What's going on?! What, they're not renting the office building anymore……"

After escorting Chen Yingqiu back to Galaxy Community, taking a shower, and changing into clean clothes, Lin Feng frowned and sat on the sofa.

Before the transmigration, he still remembered that something street.

In every major city, it was everywhere.

Young people love Christmas, it's even livelier than the Spring Festival.

There's also that 214 Valentine's Day, and April Fool's Day.

What's even more infuriating is that respectable compatriots actually get married using a petty wedding ceremony.

Before, just watching it made me angry.

Now that I'm wealthy, I have to do something.

It's not some grand principle; it's just that I don't want to see these things any more, to stop getting angry.

It was Chen Yingqiu's first time seeing Lin Feng so angry, like a volcano about to erupt.

He radiated a terrifying, dreadful aura from head to toe.

Chen Yingqiu walked on tiptoes, fearing Lin Feng would unleash his anger onto her.

The Great Demon King was locked up last night, surely he had anger with nowhere to vent…

"Hoo~"

Lin Feng let out a long sigh.

Then he glanced at Chen Yingqiu and laughed, "What are you doing! Stealing!"

"No, nothing!"

Chen Yingqiu quickly shook her head and said.

"I skipped breakfast, I'm hungry," Lin Feng murmured.

"I'll do it right away!"

Chen Yingqiu darted into the kitchen.

After eating and drinking to fullness, they happily played together.

After it was over, Chen Yingqiu cried.

"It's over, it's over, I'm sick!"

Chen Yingqiu burst into loud sobs.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Feng looked at the suddenly frantic Chen Yingqiu with a puzzled expression.

"Wuwuwu…"

Chen Yingqiu just kept crying.

Lin Feng asked, but she didn't answer.

After a long while she finally stopped crying, grabbed Lin Feng and headed to the hospital for a check‑up.

At that moment, Lin Feng asked and learned the reason.

It turned out she discovered her wound was bleeding again.

A quick search on her phone showed that this condition is usually a precursor to some kind of cancer.

Just this alone wouldn't make Chen Yingqiu cry out of fear.

But earlier in the community there had been a similar case.

Chen Yingqiu had also helped run to the hospital several times.

"Poochi~"

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't expect this woman to be so afraid of death.

Lin Feng, too lazy to explain, took Chen Yingqiu to Ronald Hospital.

"Congratulations, Ms. Chen and Mr. Lin! Ms. Chen, you're pregnant."

After the test results came out, Dr. Ai Li smiled at Lin Feng and said.

"Ah?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened.

Chen Yingqiu's eyes widened even more.

"How long has it been?" Lin Feng asked.

Dr. Ai Li replied, "About four and a half weeks."

Lin Feng calculated the time; wasn't it last month, the day he met Mei Wu?

Which number is this now?

There are two Bei Yiren, one Wen Keke, these three are daughters and have already been born.

Qi Yao, Liang Shishi, Wu Qian, and the Nezha in Mei Wu's womb—this is Chen Yingqiu's eighth!

Did the graves of their parents smoke this year?