Chapter 530: Chapter 530: I Mourned for Him for 3 Minutes (Fourth Update)
“Ah!~~~”
A scream echoed in the villa’s living room from Zhu Qinglong.
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Yichen’s eyes widened in shock.
He saw Zhu Qinglong, the black underworld boss feared by all in Shencheng, who wielded power like a storm, fall right before his eyes.
Zhu Qinglong lay on the ground, his face contorted in pain, muscles twitching, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, a trickle of blood flowing from his mouth.
Lu Yichen felt as though the blood in his entire body had frozen, his heartbeat reaching an extreme pace!
Mere seconds before, the assassin Leng Ying had struck Zhu Qinglong’s Dantian, rendering him powerless before he could even defend himself.
This was a man who had dominated Shencheng for over a decade!
Yet he was so easily crippled.
Lu Yichen felt like he was in a dream.
He finally understood the terrifying nature of the people from Demon Island.
Zhu Qinglong lay on the ground in agony, hardly able to believe it.
He thought that pinning all the blame on Ye Cheng would save him.
And with the additional compensation of ten million, it should have quelled Lin Fei’s anger.
But Lin Fei didn’t buy it at all.
In fact, Lin Fei was never deceived by him from the start.
At Lin Fei’s command, Leng Ying took action against him.
Zhu Qinglong, confident in his Grandmaster Level Three strength and status as a black underworld boss, believed he could at least exchange a few blows.
But he never expected that faced with Leng Ying’s attack, he wouldn’t even have the chance to defend himself.
Leng Ying’s single strike rendered his martial arts useless.
As a black underworld boss, Zhu Qinglong committed all manner of evil in the past decade, making countless enemies.
If the news that his martial arts were crippled spread, he’d be dead before sunrise, killed by one of his innumerable foes.
Zhu Qinglong felt a chill down his spine, cold sweat soaking him, resigned to despair.
After dealing with Zhu Qinglong, Lin Fei turned his gaze to Lu Yichen.
Seeing Lin Fei’s gaze, Lu Yichen shivered uncontrollably.
“Lin Fei, I… I didn’t participate in Zhu Qinglong’s assassination attempt on you.” Lu Yichen stammered guiltily.
Lin Fei smiled and said, “Oh? Then why are you here in Zhu Qinglong’s villa?”
Lu Yichen’s voice trembled as he said, “I… I’m friends with Zhu Zirui, I… came to see him.”
“So, you’re with them?” Lin Fei said coldly.
Lu Yichen realized he was digging himself deeper.
“No, it’s not like that…” Lu Yichen quickly waved his hands.
“Knock him out and take him away,” Lin Fei stood up and said to Leng Ying.
Hearing this, Lu Yichen’s face changed drastically.
He then bolted towards the door as fast as he could.
But just as he reached the door, a gust of wind swept by, and a silhouette was already blocking his path with a swoosh.
Upon closer inspection, Lu Yichen saw that the person blocking him was Leng Ying, who had just disabled Zhu Qinglong’s martial arts.
His heart skipped a beat, he planned to change direction and head for a window, intending to escape through it.
Leng Ying raised his hand and brought it down.
Striking the back of Lu Yichen’s head just as he turned to run.
Lu Yichen instantly felt an irresistible dizziness, his vision darkened, and he promptly collapsed unconscious.
Meanwhile, Lin Fei had collected the five suitcases full of cash from the table, a pleased look on his face, saying, “Leng Ying, this ten million is yours.”
Leng Ying hoisted the unconscious Lu Yichen onto his shoulder, saying, “Thank you, boss!”
“No problem!”
And then, Lin Fei picked up the money boxes while Leng Ying carried the unconscious Lu Yichen out of the villa.
Outside in the courtyard, over a dozen unconscious bodyguards lay on the ground, all knocked out by Lin Fei and Leng Ying when they entered the villa.
“Lin Fei, how should we handle this Lu guy?” Leng Ying asked, looking at Lin Fei.
Lin Fei leaned in and whispered something into Leng Ying’s ear, causing him to look surprised, then he said, “Lin Fei, allow me to mourn for this Young Master Lu for three minutes.”
Lin Fei replied with a sly smile, “Heh heh, when dealing with scoundrels, you can’t use a gentleman’s methods. Hurry and do what I said!”
“Alright, I’m off.” As soon as Leng Ying spoke, he leapt away into the night, carrying the unconscious Lu Yichen.
Lin Fei also headed towards his No. 1 villa, carrying the five suitcases.
When Lin Fei returned to the No. 1 villa, there were already over a dozen police cars in the courtyard, and many police officers had arrived.
He knew Qin Zheng had come and brought significant police forces.
Qin Zheng directed the officers to handcuff the gunmen in the yard and escort them to the police cars.
Qin Yunyue, Xiao Ling, Qin Zimo, Zheng Yutong, Su Xiaoyue, and others stood by Qin Zheng.
“Look! Lin Fei is back.” At this moment, Yuan Yuxi was delighted and called out upon seeing Lin Fei returning with the suitcases.
Qin Zimo, Su Xiaoyue, Xiao Xiao, and others also saw Lin Fei, and immediately a group of young women joyfully ran over to him.
“Lin Fei, are you hurt?”
“Lin Fei, what’s in the suitcases?”
“Lin Fei, I’ll help you carry the boxes.”
Watching Qin Zimo, Su Xiaoyue, Yuan Yuxi, Xiao Xiao, Wang Yixin, and Liu Wei—the six beauties—all run up to Lin Fei, showing concern, each competing to help him with the suitcases.
This not only made Qin Yunyue, Li Qing, and Xie Wenbo jealous, but even the romantically involved Xiao Ling and Zheng Yutong couldn’t avoid feeling envious.
As for Director Qin and all the police officers escorting the gunmen, seeing Lin Fei surrounded by a bevy of beauties, they were inwardly agitated with an impulse to arrest Lin Fei for ten or eight years.
Of course, arresting Lin Fei was out of the question; they could only bear their envy in silence.
Lin Fei handed the five suitcases to a few of the women, asking them to take them back to his room, finally freeing himself from the circle of beauties.
Then, he approached Qin Zheng and said, “Director Qin, once you’ve apprehended the gunmen here, head over to Villa No. 8; there are suspects there waiting to be caught.”
“Rest assured, I won’t let the mastermind Zhu Qinglong get away.” Qin Zheng confidently said, “I brought dozens of capable officers; I don’t believe Zhu Qinglong will resist.”
“Director Qin, Leng Ying has already crippled his martial arts. No need for a fight, just go and arrest him,” Lin Fei said.
Qin Zheng: …
Suddenly, he felt that in the presence of Lin Fei and Leng Ying, these two powerful masters, he and his officers were merely there to watch, hardly needing to engage directly in combat.
He wasn’t sure whether to feel saddened or relieved by this.
Then again, Qin Zheng was reminded of the five suitcases Lin Fei brought back and asked, “Lin Fei, what were those suitcases you brought back?”
“Money,” Lin Fei said casually, “It’s what Zhu Qinglong offered us as an apology.”
Qin Zheng: ….
“Is that illegal?” Lin Fei asked.
Qin Zheng shook his head, “It’s not illegal for him to give it to you.”
Lin Fei said, “So, Director Qin, would you like a box?”
Qin Zheng immediately shook his head vigorously like a rattle, “No, no, no, that’s impossible. I’m a people’s police officer; I can’t accept money from others!”
Then, seeing his officers had all the gunmen on the police cars, he said to Lin Fei, “I’ll head to Villa No. 8 first, we’ll chat later.”
Qin Zheng quickly got into his police car, and then a dozen police cars drove away from the villa.