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Chapter 696 What did you say?

"By the way, young friend Qin, Tie Niu went to pick you up earlier. I heard... he came from the branch office? What happened? Did you run into some trouble in Yanjing? Who would dare take you to the police station?"

By the end, the old man's tone had taken on a hint of displeasure and authority, as if he were protecting his own.

Qin Luo calmly recounted what had happened at the "Haoting Bar," including Chen Tianshao's violence, Zhang Yiyi's ordeal, his own intervention, and his subsequent being taken to the police station and then released.

Mr. Ni and Ni Ruolan listened quietly, their expressions gradually darkening.

Especially when he heard that Chen Tianshao intended to rape Zhang Yiyi and threatened her with the family business, Old Master Ni frowned and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"That's unreasonable!"

After listening, Old Ni slammed his teacup down heavily on the mahogany coffee table with a dull thud! A little tea splashed out. The old man's long-held, authoritative aura instantly erupted, and the temperature in the entire living room seemed to drop several degrees.

"Under the clear blue sky, in the capital city of Yanjing, how could there be such a lawless spoiled brat?! Just because his family has some money, he dares to bully a weak woman and distort the truth like this?! Is there no justice left?!"

His beard trembled with anger, and his gaze toward Qin Luo was full of approval and agreement.

"Young friend Qin, you did the right thing! This kind of beast deserves to be taught a lesson! Knocking out a tooth? Humph! That's too lenient on him!"

Just then, Qin Luo's phone, which was in his pocket, suddenly rang.

The ringing sounded particularly jarring in the quiet living room.

Qin Luo took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID: Chengbei Branch.

He raised an eyebrow slightly and pressed the speakerphone button.

A businesslike voice, yet with a hint of barely perceptible firmness, came from the speaker and echoed clearly in the living room.

"Is this Qin Luo? This is the North City Police Station! Regarding the fight at the 'Haoting Bar' tonight, you need to return immediately to assist in the investigation! You have half an hour to report to the station! Otherwise, we will take coercive measures!"

"Snapped!"

"That's unreasonable!"

After listening to Qin Luo's story, Old Ni was furious. He slammed his strong hand heavily on the mahogany tea table, making the teacups clink! His eyes flashed with a fierce light, the kind of murderous aura that comes from years of experience on the battlefield.

"To abduct a young woman in broad daylight with malicious intent! Such behavior is no different from that of a beast! Young friend Qin, you are not only innocent, but meritorious! This is an act of bravery! If you hadn't arrived in time, that Zhang girl's life would have been ruined!"

Old Ni's chest heaved, his anger barely contained.

He was upright throughout his life and hated nothing more than such acts of bullying others and trampling on the law.

If Qin Luo really breaks the law, even if he is Ni's savior, he will never show favoritism.

But the truth is quite the opposite! Qin Luo saved people from dire straits!

Just then, Qin Luo's phone rang sharply again, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the living room.

The words "Chengbei Branch" flashed on the screen, as if in a provocation.

Qin Luo had just taken out his phone when, before he could even move, a large, powerful hand, bearing the marks of time, reached out and snatched the phone away!

It's Mr. Ni!
The old man didn't even glance at the caller ID. He pressed the answer and speakerphone buttons, and spoke into the microphone with a booming voice, carrying an unquestionable authority and overwhelming anger.

"Hey?!"

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback by the sudden, powerful, and furious voice. After a pause of a second, a young but deliberately serious voice came through.

"Is this Qin Luo? This is the North City Police Station! You have half an hour to return to the station immediately to cooperate with the investigation into last night's fight and assault at the 'Haoting Bar'! Otherwise..."

"Or what?!"

Old Ni interrupted abruptly, his voice rising sharply like a thunderclap.

"You want to arrest him, huh? He's right here with me! Come and arrest him if you dare!"

The young policeman on the other end of the phone was clearly not expected to receive such a response, and he was speechless, his tone becoming harsher.

"Sir! Please watch your words! You are obstructing official business! Harboring a suspect is a criminal offense!"

"Ha! The law?"

Old Ni was so angry that he laughed, his laughter filled with a chilling aura and a deep sense of confidence.

"What a fine law! I've lived most of my life, and I'd like to see how this law is enforced today!"

He took a deep breath and, word by word, clearly stated the address, as if hammering nails.

"Listen carefully! The East City Retired Cadres' Sanatorium, Courtyard No. 7! My surname is Ni!"

After saying that, he didn't give the other party any chance to react.

With a "smack," he slammed the phone down!
The office of the director of the Chengbei branch.

Young police officer Li held the phone, listening to the busy tone, completely bewildered.

The serious demeanor he had just been putting on was completely shattered the moment the other party gave his address and surname!
The East City Retirement Home? Courtyard No. 7? Surname Ni?
These words, combined, struck him like a hammer blow to the heart! In Beijing, especially in this uniform, who didn't know what the East City Retired Cadres' Quarter meant? It was a veritable den of dragons and tigers! Those who lived there were retired bigwigs whose mere presence could shake the entire city! And "Courtyard No. 7" and "surname Ni"... the implications were crystal clear! A name instantly flooded Xiao Li's mind, sending chills down his spine and making his scalp tingle!

He practically tumbled and crawled into the director's office next door, his voice trembling.

"Director Wu... Director Wu! Something terrible has happened! Something...something catastrophic has occurred!"

Wu Chengguo, who was frantically trying to deal with the wrath of a certain "General Manager Chen" over the phone, glared at him impatiently.

"What's the panic! Is the sky falling?!"

"The sky... the sky is really falling!"

Xiao Li's face was deathly pale, and his lips were trembling.

"I just...I called Qin Luo...an old man answered...he...he told us to arrest someone...the address is...No. 7, Chengdong Old Cadre Sanatorium...he...he said his surname is Ni!"

"Clang!"

Wu Chengguo's purple clay teacup slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground, scalding tea and shattered porcelain shards splashing everywhere!
He was stunned, as if struck by lightning, his face turning even paler than Xiao Li's in an instant! Large beads of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead and temples, streaming down his greasy cheeks.

"You...what did you say?!"

Wu Chengguo's voice sounded like it had been sanded, hoarse and trembling.

"East of the city...the old cadres' sanatorium...Courtyard No. 7...surname...surname Ni?!"

Xiao Li nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with fear.

"It's over...it's over, it's over, it's over..." Wu Chengguo's legs went weak, and he slumped back into his chair, trembling violently. Old Ni from the No. 7 compound of the East City Retirement Home! Although he had long since retired, his students and associates were spread throughout the military and police sectors, and his three sons were all powerful figures holding key positions in government! If that old man stomped his foot, not only would a lowly deputy director of a branch office like him tremble with fear, but even the head of the city bureau would be trembling with dread!

Last night, under pressure from Chen Jinhua, I went against my conscience and sent someone to "invite" Qin Luo. Instead of bringing him, I ended up at this old patriarch's house! This isn't just kicking a hornet's nest; it's like running into Mount Tai!

"Chen Jinhua... Chen Jinhua! You've really got me killed!"

Wu Chengguo wailed inwardly, filled with deep regret.

He wanted to slap himself a few times right now! Trying to curry favor with a businessman, he'd actually offended a true god who could crush him with a flick of his finger!
"Director Wu...then...should we...still go and 'invite' someone?"

Seeing the bureau chief's distraught appearance, Xiao Li cautiously asked, "Appoint my ass!"

Wu Chengguo suddenly came to his senses and roared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Get out! All of you, get out of here! Anyone who mentions this again, I'll skin them alive!"

All he wants now is to clear himself of any wrongdoing and pray that Mr. Ni will never remember his insignificant role.

The No. 7 courtyard of the Chengdong Retired Cadres' Home.

Night had fallen, and all was quiet outside the window except for the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Old Ni was still furious, but when he looked at Qin Luo, his tone left no room for argument.

"Young friend Qin, stay here tonight! I want to see who has the guts to knock on the door!"

Qin Luo checked the time and saw that it was indeed close to midnight. The journey from the north of the city to here was not short, so he did not refuse any longer.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Elder Ni."

"What a bother! This old man couldn't be happier!"

Old Master Ni waved his hand, finally showing a smile on his face, and gave instructions to Ni Ruolan.

"Ruolan, go and prepare the best guest room on the east side of the second floor!"

Silent all night.

The next morning, it was just dawn.

Qin Luo's biological clock is extremely precise; he woke up at six o'clock.

He opened the window, and the cool morning air, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees, flowed into the room, refreshing and invigorating.

People were already moving around in the garden downstairs.

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, he went downstairs.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of food, which did not come from the nanny.

Ni Ruolan, wearing an apron, was busy at the stove, skillfully frying eggs, while the millet porridge in the pot next to her was bubbling away.

She smiled gently when she saw Qin Luo.

"Mr. Qin, you're up so early? Please wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Ni."

Qin Luo nodded in greeting.

You can see the back garden through the kitchen window.

The sprightly Mr. Ni was dressed in a white silk Tai Chi uniform, slowly practicing Tai Chi in the center of the lawn.

The movements were graceful and fluid, relaxed and natural. Although they were slightly rusty due to a lack of practice over the years, the calm and refined charm remained.

But in a corner of the garden, a completely different scene unfolds.

Ni Tieniu was only wearing a pair of camouflage military pants and a pair of heavy military boots, with his upper body bare.

The morning light outlined the rock-like, angular contours of his muscles, each tendon appearing as if cast from steel, brimming with explosive power.

He was practicing boxing, not just for show, but the purest, most powerful, and deadly military boxing!
"Drink! Ha!"

A deep roar accompanied the sound of fists and feet tearing through the air!
Every punch he threw was accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, powerful and heavy! Every kick he delivered was like a battle axe cleaving through the air, fierce and unmatched! His movements were as swift as lightning, fluid and seamless, brimming with the killing intent honed on the battlefield!
After finishing his punches and kicks, he walked to the side where several huge dumbbells were placed.

He bent down, one in each hand, and easily lifted two 50-pound dumbbells. His arm muscles bulged like dragons as he steadily performed bicep curls. His face didn't turn red, and he didn't pant. He held the position for a full three or four minutes before putting them down, his breathing still long and steady.

Qin Luo stood by the window, watching quietly.

He had seen many experts, and Zhao Dayong, Xu Tianhu's bodyguard who was a former special forces soldier, could be considered a top-notch fighter.

But looking at the pure power and fierce battlefield aura that Ni Tieniu displayed, Qin Luo made a silent assessment.

Even if three Zhao Dayongs were tied together, they probably wouldn't be a match for this man! This is a true king of soldiers who has been tempered in iron and blood!
After finishing his Tai Chi routine, Old Ni took the hot towel handed to him by the nanny and wiped his sweat. When he saw Qin Luo approaching, he greeted him with a smile.

"Young friend Qin, you're up early! How about it? These few of my old fox-style Zen techniques, are they to your liking? It's been over ten years since I last practiced, I'm a bit rusty!"

"Master Ni is too modest. His movements are relaxed yet controlled, his strength is internal and profound, and his skill is very deep."

Qin Luo praised sincerely.

Old Ni waved his hand, but his gaze fell on Qin Luo with great interest.

"These are all just fancy health-preserving tricks. But you, young friend Qin, walk with a steady gait, have a long breath, and bright, clear eyes... This old man still has a good eye. You must have practiced real kung fu, right? May I ask which master you studied under?"

Qin Luo smiled slightly.

"Master Ni has a discerning eye. However, these are just my humble skills, which I have figured out on my own, and I have no connection to any master."

At this moment, Ni Tieniu put down the dumbbells and walked over.

He had just finished strenuous exercise, his body was steaming with heat, and his bronze skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, as if it were coated with a layer of oil.

His gaze toward Qin Luo was filled with curiosity and a hint of eager anticipation.

“Mr. Qin,” Ni Tieniu’s voice was deep and powerful, with the straightforwardness characteristic of a soldier.

"Grandpa said you're a master! I saw you walking with such a stable stance just now! I, Ni Tieniu, admire people with real skills! How about we give each other a hand and have a spar? Don't worry, I'll give you a handicap!"

He patted his muscular right arm, his tone carrying confidence and a hint of barely perceptible arrogance.

He considered himself a top-notch fighter in the military, with few rivals.

Seeing the pure fighting spirit in Ni Tieniu's eyes, Qin Luo also became interested.

He also wanted to personally experience just how strong this elite soldier really was.

"it is good."

Qin Luo nodded, his words concise and to the point.

The two stood facing each other on the lawn.

As expected, Ni Tieniu kept his word. With his left hand behind his back, he extended his right hand, beckoned to Qin Luo with his finger, and grinned.

"Mr. Qin, please!"

Before he finished speaking, he slammed his right foot into the ground, his entire body exploding like a cannonball! His right fist, as big as a casserole dish, carried a fierce gust of wind, without any fancy moves, aimed straight for Qin Luo's face! The speed and power of this punch were enough to break an ordinary person's bones and knock them unconscious!

Facing this thunderous punch, Qin Luo's eyes remained calm as still water.

Without dodging or avoiding, just as the fist was about to hit him, his right hand shot out like lightning. Instead of taking the blow head-on, it moved like a serpent to the outside of Ni Tieniu's wrist, using minimal force to deflect the force, gently pulling and guiding it outwards!
(End of this chapter)