While out picking up trash, I was forcefully pushed around by a beautiful female CEO.

"Wow, brother-in-law, really? You're not kidding me!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Bufan immediately perked up and stared intently at Lin Feng.

"Why would I lie to you? I was the overall champion in the army's military competition back in the day!"

Lin Feng originally wanted to say that he used to be the chief instructor and chief referee of the all-army competition, but he realized it was inappropriate and changed his words.

"what?"

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Meng Bufan was completely stunned, staring blankly at Lin Feng: "Brother-in-law...you're not just saying that randomly..."

"Whether it's nonsense or not, we'll find out by trying it."

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh. He joined the army at the age of eighteen and became the chief instructor and chief referee of the all-army competition at the age of nineteen. However, that was only for that year because he later felt that these competitions were too boring. At that time, the higher-ups wanted to form a small team, so they put him in charge of this matter.

This squad was none other than the Falcon Dragon, which later struck fear into the hearts of countless mercenary groups abroad.

"Alright, brother-in-law, let's give it a try! Who's afraid of who!"

Meng Bufan gritted his teeth and spoke.

Li Zhiheng, who was standing to the side, was also intrigued and couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng a few more times. In his heart, he felt that his cousin-in-law's words just now were a bit pretentious, but looking at Lin Feng's calm and composed expression, Li Zhiheng couldn't be sure.

Therefore, he also perked up, wanting to see how Lin Feng would instruct Meng Bufan.

"Bufan, come on, bring out all the fighting techniques you learned in the army and attack me."

Lin Feng said to Meng Bufan.

"Okay, brother-in-law, be careful. If I hurt you, don't let my second sister hold a grudge against me!"

Meng Bufan chuckled, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. He then bent his knees and stood in a V-shape, his fists spread apart, left fist protecting his chin and right fist protecting his abdomen—a typical starting stance for a combat style of grappling.

"If you can hurt me, that's your skill. But let alone hurting me, if you can even touch me, I can send you anywhere in the entire war zone and any branch of the military in China you want to go."

Lin Feng smiled, his eyes full of admiration for Meng Bufan.

Li Zhiheng, who was standing to the side, suddenly narrowed his eyes the moment he heard Lin Feng's words.

"Brother-in-law, who do you think you are!"

Meng Bufan didn't have as much cunning as Li Zhiheng, so he naturally couldn't think that far ahead. He was provoked by Lin Feng's two words and attacked Lin Feng with a light shout.

Lin Feng stood very casually, but when Meng Bufan attacked and was almost in front of him, he chuckled and made a move, lightly patting Meng Bufan's right chest.

boom!

With a muffled thud, Meng Bufan felt as if he had been hit by a bull. He was thrown backward instantly, the force of which lifted his feet off the ground, and he landed sprawled on the grass.

You went too far!

This was Lin Feng's first reaction. He only used a tiny fraction of his strength; if he had used any more, he was afraid he would have killed Meng Bufan.

Lin Feng's main opponents have always been ruthless and vicious enemies who have crawled out of piles of corpses. He has killed many of the people on the foreign mercenary group's assassin list.

This was the first time he had encountered an opponent like Meng Bufan, who was still in the recruit training phase.

"Cough cough! Brother-in-law, you're incredibly strong! Holy crap, my second sister is so lucky! No wonder she insisted on following you!"

Meng Bufan coughed violently, clutching his chest as he got up from the grass.

"???"

Lin Feng was completely dumbfounded by Meng Bufan's words; what the hell was that all about?

Li Zhiheng was extremely surprised, because in that instant, he didn't understand what had happened at all. In his eyes, Lin Feng had only patted Meng Bufan's chest softly, and Meng Bufan had fallen flat on his back in mid-air.

At that moment, Li Zhiheng suddenly realized something: his cousin-in-law's words just now weren't just showing off.

Upon realizing this, Li Zhiheng was overwhelmed with emotion. If what he had just heard was true, then his cousin-in-law's background was probably quite impressive.

"How about it? Want to try again?"

Seeing that Meng Bufan was able to get up on his own, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Meng Bufan.

"Cough cough... No, no, I'm not a masochist, brother-in-law, I... cough cough... I believe you!"

Meng Bufan rubbed his chest and shook his head repeatedly. After another violent coughing fit, he finally caught his breath and looked at Lin Feng with shining eyes: "Brother-in-law, my dear brother-in-law, how did you do that? Quick, teach me..."

Seeing Meng Bufan's eager expression, Lin Feng's impression of his brother-in-law improved even more: "Alright, I'll teach you!"

Meanwhile, after Meng Qingyao angrily left the Meng family villa, she originally intended to go find Lin Feng, but when she went outside, she found that Lin Feng had already disappeared.

Since Lin Feng didn't have a cell phone, Meng Qingyao had no choice but to call Meng Bufan, but no one answered after several attempts.

Frustrated, she had no choice but to call Li Zhiheng, and only then did the call go through.

"A football field? Lin Feng is teaching Bu Fan how to fight?"

Upon hearing Li Zhiheng's words, Meng Qingyao was left speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, I'll come find you now!"

Meng Qingyao hung up the phone. Since she had nowhere to go anyway, and going home would only lead to arguing with her grandfather, she might as well go to the football field to watch the excitement.

But what's wrong with her cousin? He actually wants to spar with Lin Feng! She's seen Lin Feng's skills and strength firsthand.

The football field wasn't far away; it only took Meng Qingyao five or six minutes to walk there.

When they arrived at the football field, Meng Qingyao's expression turned somewhat strange. She noticed that not only her cousin Meng Bufan was practicing with Lin Feng, but Li Zhiheng had also taken off his coat and joined in. Moreover, judging from his expression, he seemed to be practicing very seriously.

"Cousin, why are you joining in the fun too?"

Meng Qingyao looked at Li Zhiheng with a strange expression and called out from afar.

She was seven or eight years younger than her cousin, and their relationship wasn't very close. However, compared to her cousin Li Shuangshuang, she undoubtedly had a much better impression of her cousin Li Zhiheng. But this was only a polite feeling; there was no real intimacy between cousins.

This is not surprising. Meng Qingyao was busy with school when she was in school and with managing her company after graduation. Li Zhiheng also had his own things to do. When they met during holidays, they only exchanged nods and greetings.

In Meng Qingyao's memory, this cousin was a bit introverted, or you could say mature beyond his years. This was the first time she had ever seen him like this.

"Cousin, you're here?"

Hearing Meng Qingyao's question, Li Zhiheng looked a little embarrassed and gave an awkward smile, saying, "Xiao Feng is quite skilled. He's teaching Bufan, so I'm learning from him too. In case I encounter any situation in the future, I'll have a way to defend myself!"

Meng Qingyao was stunned, not because of Li Zhiheng's later words about learning for self-defense, but because of how Li Zhiheng addressed Lin Feng.

Little Wind?

How come my cousin is suddenly so close to Lin Feng after only a short time out?