Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"I stumble and fall like the waves, letting a thousand grievances be met with a laugh..."

After dinner, He Chengfeng hummed a song as he practiced the three new Madman's Fist moves he had just acquired in his cell.

Zhao Dayong and others were forced to become his sparring partners.

"The rabid dog is biting wildly, I'll hit it—"

He Chengfeng let out a strange cry, his fists flying in a cunning manner, aiming straight for Zhao Dayong's ribs.

Before Zhao Dayong could even react, he was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. He clutched his ribs and squatted on the ground, gasping for breath.

"The mad ape tries to catch the moon, here it comes!"

Zhou Haisheng tried to block He Chengfeng's punches, but He Chengfeng's first punch was just a feint, followed by a vicious groin kick to Zhou Haisheng's groin.

Caught off guard, Zhou Haisheng was kicked and immediately curled up like a lobster, screaming as he collapsed onto the bed.

This was only because He Chengfeng held back nine-tenths of his strength; if he had really kicked Zhou Haisheng, Zhou Haisheng would have been crippled on the spot.

"The mad tiger breaks through the mountain, kill!"

Bypassing Zhou Haisheng, He Chengfeng unleashed his ultimate move, pouncing on Liu Jiancheng like a tiger, raining blows on the old fox with his fists and feet.

How could Liu Jiancheng dare to resist?

He curled up in a ball, covering his head with his hands, and patiently endured the beating.

And so, He Chengfeng charged from the cell door to the back wall, then turned around and charged back to the door.

He charged in and out seven times, as if possessed by Zhao Zilong...

Although Zhao Dayong and his men were just punching bags and dared not resist at all, after this training, He Chengfeng became more and more familiar with the three styles of Mad Demon's fist techniques, and his combat power unknowingly increased by a lot.

After washing up, He Chengfeng felt refreshed and went to bed to sleep.

The lights were turned off in the cell, and everything fell silent.

He Chengfeng quickly fell asleep, and in his drowsy state, he suddenly heard the door open.

Because he wanted to get a good night's sleep, he had his senses blocked to 50%, so he didn't notice anyone opening the door and coming in.

However, Zhao Dayong and his men were very alert and immediately sat up and turned on the lights.

When everyone looked at the person who had come, they realized that it was none other than Li Junlai and Jiang Xiaosheng.

"Officer Li, what can I do for you?" Zhao Dayong asked curiously.

"Go to sleep, I'm not here to find you." Li Junlai glanced at Zhao Dayong, then strode to He Chengfeng's bedside and shook him awake forcefully: "Hey, He Chengfeng, wake up, you've been transferred to another prison!"

He Chengfeng woke up groggily, rubbing his sleepy eyes as he looked at Li Junlai, completely bewildered.

Li Junlai didn't give him time to think. He forcibly pulled him off the bed and dragged him outside.

A moment later, He Chengfeng was taken to a police van and escorted by four or five armed police officers, which drove out of the detention center.

He Chengfeng sat in the car, his brows furrowed, unable to suppress his unease.

But then he glanced at the police officers and noticed that although they were all unfamiliar faces, their armbands bore the words "East China Provincial Department".

Upon seeing this, He Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He roughly knew what was going on.

If he wasn't mistaken, this meant that Shen Qingyun's attempt to rescue Shen Nuannuan had failed, and they had no choice but to come to him for help.

This is his chance to redeem himself, so he should seize it.

He didn't speak again, closed his eyes to rest, and waited for the next arrangements.

The car didn't go to the provincial government building, but went directly to the airport.

In an elegantly decorated office in the airport terminal, He Chengfeng indeed met Shen Qingyun.

Compared to a few days ago, Shen Qingyun looked noticeably more haggard, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Director Shen, are you alright?" He Chengfeng stepped forward, looking at Shen Qingyun with some concern.

Shen Qingyun gave a wry smile and said to him, "I won't stand on ceremony. I've prepared some things for you. Please accept them."

After Shen Qingyun finished speaking, he gestured to the young policeman next to him, who quickly went into the inner room and brought out two suitcases.

The boxes were opened, and one of them contained He Chengfeng's personal belongings: clothes, shoes, watch, cell phone, ID, and even his revolver and belt.

The contents of the other box were more hardcore; it contained guns, knives, and even a sniper rifle.

"Director Shen, what do you mean by this?" He Chengfeng looked at Shen Qingyun in confusion.

Shen Qingyun explained, "Nuannuan's situation is extremely critical. Both rescue teams that went to her rescue failed miserably, with significant casualties, and still couldn't save her. I have no other choice but to ask you for help. I've reported to the higher-ups, and they've agreed to my request in principle, saying that if you can save Nuannuan and perform meritorious service for the country, your previous punishment can be mitigated. The leadership is taking this matter very seriously and has arranged a special plane for you. You'll be flying directly to Pakistan in thirty minutes, where our personnel will meet you. However, how you proceed afterward, finding Nuannuan, and rescuing her is entirely up to you."

After listening to Shen Qingyun's introduction, He Chengfeng frowned slightly, looked at the weapons, and nodded: "Can I take all of these weapons?"

Shen Qingyun shook his head and said, "I can only bring one or two items at most. Too many won't do, otherwise the people from Ba Kingdom will have objections."

"Then I'll use my own equipment."

He Chengfeng didn't waste any words and took the suitcase to change his clothes.

In no time, he was back in his well-tailored black trench coat, wearing shiny leather shoes, with a wide leather belt around his waist, a revolver hanging on one side and bullets on the other.

Compared to a few days ago, he is now noticeably stronger, making his trench coat fit tighter.

Furthermore, his eyes have become much sharper, and his appearance has improved considerably.

Unfortunately, his hair was a bit short at the time, with only a short, green stubble, which unintentionally lowered his appearance.

But it doesn't matter. A man can't rely on his looks to make a living.

His appearance only made him seem more aggressive.

After packing his things, He Chengfeng couldn't help but look into another box, finally picking out a double-slotted military dagger and carefully strapping it to his calf.

"Alright, that's about it. We can set off now."

He Chengfeng turned to look at Shen Qingyun and nodded to him.

Shen Qingyun frowned slightly, glanced at him, then at the suitcase full of weapons, and said worriedly, "Aren't you going to pick out some tough stuff? The weapons I've provided for you are all top-quality."

He Chengfeng gave a helpless wry smile: "Although it's a high-quality weapon, it's useless if I don't know how to use it. All I know how to use is a revolver, and I don't have time to practice with other weapons."

After hearing this, Shen Qingyun finally understood.

He nodded and said, "Alright, then come with me, I'll see you onto the plane."

He Chengfeng nodded and followed Shen Qingyun outside.

The two arrived at the helipad, where a small but streamlined aircraft with a pointed nose was parked. Based on the rudimentary military knowledge He Chengfeng had learned online in his previous life, he roughly knew that this type of aircraft had a limited passenger capacity but was extremely fast, allowing him to reach his destination more quickly.

"Comrade He Chengfeng, I'm entrusting Nuannuan to you!"

Just before boarding the plane, Shen Qingyun couldn't help but hold his hand, her eyes full of eager anticipation.

He Chengfeng understood Shen Qingyun's feelings very well. After all, she was his only daughter. If she were really harmed by drug dealers, he didn't know how devastated he would be.

He gripped Shen Qingyun's hand tightly, his expression solemn as he said, "Director Shen, rest assured, if I cannot save Shen Nuannuan, I will give my own life!"

"No, there's no need to say that. Just do your best." Shen Qingyun forced a smile, trying to lighten the mood, but the tears welling up in his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

"Don't worry, just wait for me to come back!" He Chengfeng shook his rough hand again, then decisively turned and climbed the gangway.