With a snap!
The mask was shattered by Lin Feng's slap.
The Black Cat Man clutched his stinging cheek, turning his head aside to prevent Lin Feng from seeing his true face.
At the same time, the Black Cat Man was filled with shock and anger.
How dare this brat Lin Feng shatter his mask with a single slap and hurt him so badly!
How did this brat do it?!
Was he caught off guard?
The Black Cat Man's emotions were a mess. With his mask gone, he dared not reveal his face to Lin Feng. He could only say resentfully, "Brat, we'll meet again. You're lucky this time, but I'll kill you next time!"
Saying this with reluctance, the Black Cat Man covered his face and turned to leave!
"Leaving just like that? You can let me go, but I haven't said I'll let you go!"
Lin Feng laughed and didn't expose Feng Jingyao's identity directly. Instead, he quickly chased after him.
Unfortunately, Ah Kun, this foolish fellow, seized the opportunity when Lin Feng wasn't paying attention and aimed his heavy firearm at Lin Feng.
This forced Lin Feng to give up chasing Feng Jingyao. While dodging the shot from the firearm, he appeared before Ah Kun and rained a series of slaps upon him.
"Damn it, you think you can get away with it if I don't deal with you!"
"You think this thing can kill me? What are you dreaming about?"
Lin Feng slapped Ah Kun dozens of times, leaving Ah Kun completely stunned.
His face was swollen like a flattened pancake, one that had been stomped on and ruined.
After a while, Lin Feng heard Xia Xue arriving with reinforcements, so he didn't linger. He simply bandaged the wound on his arm and casually walked downstairs.
Shortly after Lin Feng left, Xia Xue rushed over with Chu He and his team.
Seeing the bandits lying defeated in the corridor, Xia Xue frantically checked each one, fearing that Lin Feng might be among them.
When she reached Ah Kun, whose face was unrecognizable from the slaps, Xia Xue urgently shook him and asked, "Lin, is that you? How are you? Are you dead or alive?"
"It's not me. That scoundrel has already escaped. I was the one who ordered everything here. Take me away!"
Ah Kun said dejectedly, extending his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Upon hearing this, Xia Xue forcefully pushed Ah Kun against the wall: "Now is not the time to confess. We will investigate the matter thoroughly!"
"Captain Xia, isn't investigating troublesome? I did all of this, and I've already admitted it!"
Ah Kun grinned. As Zheng Bowen's most loyal servant, he knew exactly what to do next.
Xia Xue's eyes blazed as she clenched her fists, "Chu He, arrest all of them and interrogate them. If they don't confess honestly, beat them within an inch of their lives!"
As she spoke, Xia Xue hastily searched for Lin Feng again.
Finding that Lin Feng was not there, Xia Xue's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng had already arrived at Zheng Bowen's office.
In the office, Zheng Bowen was sitting in his boss's chair, leisurely sipping tea.
Seeing Lin Feng appear, Zheng Bowen showed no surprise. Instead, he made an inviting gesture: "Mr. Lin, since you're here, have a drink with me!"
As he spoke, Zheng Bowen poured a cup of tea for Lin Feng.
"Mr. Zheng, you certainly have a refined taste. You're still in the mood for tea at a time like this?"
Lin Feng admired Zheng Bowen's composure.
"What do you mean, Mr. Lin? Why can't I drink tea? Did something happen outside?"
Zheng Bowen feigned ignorance.
"Nothing happened, I was just making a casual remark."
Lin Feng, knowing that Zheng Bowen had likely made arrangements for his escape, smiled slightly and took the tea cup to drink.
Watching Lin Feng's nonchalant demeanor, Zheng Bowen narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Lin, there's something I need to remind you of."
"What is it?"
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows curiously.
"Don't meddle too much. Even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered. You think you're very powerful, but you don't realize there are many people stronger than you!"
Zheng Bowen warned him with hidden meaning.
"What you said makes sense. However, I think this applies even more to you!"
"I won't offend anyone who hasn't offended me. If you offend me, you'll die without a whole corpse!"
Lin Feng smiled brightly, placed the teacup in front of Zheng Bowen, and turned to leave.
The moment Lin Feng left, the teacup shattered into pieces with a bang.
Zheng Bowen looked at the broken glass all over the table, his eyes filled with intense resentment and unwillingness.
"Young Master, shall I take care of him?"
A man with a scarred face emerged from behind a screen. His fists were covered in thick calluses.
What was even more terrifying was that the flesh and blood on the man's knuckles had long since been worn away, revealing solid and eerie bones.
"A man who couldn't be killed even by a heavy firearm. Do you think you would kill him, or he would kill you?"
Zheng Bowen retorted with a dark expression.
The man immediately fell silent but said unyieldingly, "Then, Young Master, what should we do? Should we let him continue to ruin your plans?"
"It doesn't matter. Ah Kun knows what to do this time. Without evidence, they can't touch me!"
"As for this Lin fellow, no need to rush to deal with him. After I'm done with Phil, I'll focus on him."
Zheng Bowen leaned back in his boss's chair, looking somewhat weary.
Meanwhile, after leaving Zheng Bowen's office, Lin Feng had intended to return to the villa. However, Xia Weiguo somehow got his phone number and insisted that he visit his home.
Unable to resist Xia Weiguo's warm invitation, Lin Feng hailed a taxi and headed to Xia Xue's house.
Upon arriving at Xia Xue's house, Lin Feng was surprised to find that Tang Wan was also there.
What was going on with this woman?
After giving him a massage earlier, did she hear that he was coming to Xia Weiguo's place and chase after him to continue?
As Lin Feng pondered this, Xia Weiguo smiled and said, "Little Lin, Miss Tang gave me a painting and calligraphy by Qi Baishi. I wanted you to help me with..."
Before Xia Weiguo could finish, Lin Feng said, "Uncle Xia, this painting and calligraphy is an authentic work by Qi Baishi. There's no need to appraise it; I can confirm it."
"Really?!"
Xia Weiguo exclaimed in surprise.
"Of course. The painting style of the late Mr. Qi Baishi is quite distinctive and difficult for ordinary people to imitate."
Lin Feng smiled confidently.
However, Xia Weiguo's expression turned serious, and he was not as joyous as Lin Feng had anticipated. He looked displeased and said, "Miss Tang, didn't you say this painting and calligraphy was a replica? How did it become an authentic piece? I absolutely cannot accept such a valuable gift!"
Tang Wan was also embarrassed and explained, "Uncle Xia, please accept it. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel right about learning knowledge from you."
"I can impart knowledge for free, but you should take back such a valuable gift!"
Xia Weiguo was very unhappy, his expression stern and displeased. He carefully rolled up the painting and returned it to Tang Wan.
"Miss Tang, what's going on?"
Lin Feng was dumbfounded.
"I'll explain it to you privately. I wasn't considerate enough in this matter and upset Uncle Xia. I'm truly sorry!"
Tang Wan said with some self-reproach.
"It's good that you know you made a mistake. Go and explain this to Little Lin. Your aunt and I will cook for you. Leave after dinner!"
Xia Weiguo said, then called Xue Jingru to the kitchen.