Chapter 91: You Must Defeat Him

After playing outside for an hour, Song Jiaren returned home.

Unfortunately, Uncle Lin hasn't arrived yet.

Then, Han Xiang supervised her writing practice.

At half past six in the evening, the doorbell finally rang.

Song Jiaren, who had already practiced her calligraphy sheets, was sitting on the sofa watching cartoons.

Upon hearing the bell, she jumped up from the floor and ran to open the door,

and indeed saw the Uncle Lin she had been longing for.

"Uncle Lin!"

Song Jiaren exclaimed in delight.

Looking at Song Jiaren, who was like a little princess, Lin Feng squatted down and hugged her tightly.

Then he rubbed his face against her cheek.

Song Jiaren laughed happily, "kekeke".

Han Xiang was busy in the kitchen.

She had wanted to make a nice dinner for Lin Feng, but her cooking skills were really terrible.

After holding Song Jiaren at the kitchen doorway and taking a look, Lin Feng shook his head.

Nobody is perfect!

Han Xiang's usual meals are basically milk bread or boiled noodles.

Using an electric rice cooker to make plain rice, the side dishes are salted radish shreds and pickled cucumber...

Anyway, these are the dishes she considers healthy and easy to make.

Occasionally she stir-fries a dish, so bad that Song Jiaren eats while secretly wiping tears.

Keeping Song Jiaren looking lively and fresh is really not easy.

Lin Feng couldn't stand it anymore, put Song Jiaren down, and said, "Let me do it!"

He simply made a tomato scrambled egg dish, letting Song Jiaren eat two bowls of rice.

Finally, he even soaked the rice in the soup left on the plate.

What a poor child!

At the same moment.

A mountainous area hundreds of kilometers from Yanjing.

Inside the concrete building where bandits previously detained Lin Feng and Bei YuYao.

In the small room with an installed iron door.

The young man in camouflage who had previously been dissatisfied with Lin Feng had his hands cuffed behind his back.

In the dim light, he leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, a thoughtful expression on his face.

His name is Du Ying, an outstanding member among over a hundred Special Police Brigade personnel.

Whether gun technique, hand-to-hand combat, or concealment, etc., his scores are top-notch.

That is, his overall quality is relatively high.

Du Ying's dissatisfaction with Lin Feng stems from his disbelief in what Lin Feng said.

In a situation where someone pointed a pistol at his head, he snatched the gun from the opponent's hand.

Then, in less than two seconds, he fired three shots in succession, hitting the bandits—something even American gunfight movies wouldn't dare to depict.

A few minutes later, the iron door was opened.

A female Special Police Brigade member playing a hostage entered.

This woman had ear-length short hair, a beautiful oval face, a tall stature, wore low military boots, and was about one meter in size.

Upon seeing this woman, Du Ying first stared, then put his feet together and made a salute posture.

The female Special Police Brigade member nodded at Du Ying, then closed the iron door and placed her hands behind her back.

Playing Bei YuYao, there's no need to actually cuff the hands.

After a few more minutes.

The iron door opened.

Three Special Police Brigade members playing bandit roles, wearing masks and holding pistols, appeared at the doorway.

Such drills have been conducted no less than ten times.

Only the members playing Bei YuYao and Lin Feng are different.

Without exception, they all failed.

The female Special Police Brigade member playing Bei YuYao raised her hands, allowing one of the 'bandits' to cuff her.

Then it was Du Ying's turn.

One 'bandit' pointed a pistol at Du Ying's head.

Another 'bandit' opened Du Ying's handcuffs.

"Someone behind!"

At the moment the hand was loosened, Du Ying looked at the backs of the three 'bandits' and shouted.

This is a possibility Du Ying thought of.

He thought Lin Feng must have used this method to distract the bandits' attention.

The three Special Police Brigade members playing bandits cooperatively turned their heads.

At this moment Du Ying acted, raising his hand to grasp the pistol aimed at his forehead.

At this very moment…

Heh~

The sound of the trigger being pulled rang out.

This is a drill; because the distance is short, the gun isn't even loaded with blank rounds.

But pulling the trigger means failure.

"Impossible! Lin Feng must be lying! I've seen the corpses of those bandits; they have calluses on their tiger mouths, they often use guns. In the instant the gun is snatched away, they will instinctively pull the trigger……"

Dujuan gave an analysis.

The female Special Police Brigade member calmly said: "I'll give it a try."

A few minutes later, the same drill began.

This time Dujuan and the female Special Police Brigade member switched roles.

The result was still a failure.

It was just one step further than Dujuan.

The gun was seized in hand, but before they could fire, they were 'killed'.

Dujuan and the female Special Police Brigade member were both disheartened.

More than a dozen team members gathered in the room and began to discuss.

I say, aren't we making the conditions too harsh? You know, those bandits don't have our level of military training. We spend more time handling guns each day than eating and sleeping; we've long achieved the state of unity between person and gun.

Unity of person and gun? You're just boasting! Although that saying is exaggerated and not humble, there is some truth to it. How about we find a few outsiders to play the bandits?

Who to find?

Let's transfer a few people from the police force!

Do you think the folks in the police force are vegetarians?

As the team members were discussing, a middle-aged man in camouflage uniform walked over.

The team members immediately stood up and saluted.

After the middle-aged man returned the salute, he smiled and said: "In a few days, when Lin Feng arrives, you'll understand. Don't be arrogant; by then you should humbly learn from them……"

After saying that, the middle-aged man looked at Dujuan and said: "Last time you actually challenged them to a duel."

Dujuan nodded and said: "I must defeat him! I won't be a drowned partridge!"

Hahahaha……

The team members burst into laughter.