There's something wrong with me

Chapter 86: Midnight Crisis (5.8)

Ten o'clock, went downstairs after dinner.

"Brother Zhang, let's find a place to have some fun?"

The eldest brother revealed a knowing look that all men understand, warmly inviting Zhang Feng.

'Actually… does he seem to enjoy this life?' Zhang Feng shook his head with a slightly drunk expression, and was about to refuse when he saw two people across the street. They were walking quickly, one in front of the other, as if they were looking for someone, or as if they were retreating.

Moreover, they both possessed martial arts skills, no less than Master Zheng.

Especially at this moment.

Zhang Feng also saw the criminal police captain from the school; he was actually on the opposite street.

However, he was now in disguise, wearing a hat and a mask over his mouth.

If Zhang Feng wasn't familiar with human body movements and temperament, he really wouldn't have recognized him.

But, what was he doing here?

Could it be that he knew that they were going to have some fun later, so he was fishing here?

That would be a bit unethical.

But since he was an acquaintance.

Zhang Feng also nodded to him across the street.

Meaning, 'I recognize you, don't fish.'

At the same moment.

Zhang Feng saw his phone ringing.

The contact was labeled as Captain Sun.

Zhang Feng had a very good impression of him because of the school incident.

He also respected Zhang Feng's courage and actions.

They exchanged phone numbers, considering each other as kindred spirits.

They had occasionally chatted a few times these past few days, but it was all small talk.

For example, he asked, 'Has anyone bothered you after the school incident?'

Zhang Feng had been holed up at Master Zheng's house every day, so naturally, no one had.

"I'll take this call."

Zhang Feng first excused himself from the eldest brother and the others, then walked to the side.

"Hello."

Zhang Feng answered the phone and saw the two people with martial arts skills gradually walking away.

"Master Zhang, did you see me? Did you recognize me?" Captain Sun's tone was strange, "How did you recognize me?"

"Temperament," Zhang Feng didn't hide it, "A person's physical details and habitual movements are their second face."

Zhang Feng said, jokingly, "Captain Sun is a criminal police officer, you should know these common sense things, right?"

In the criminal police world, Zhang Feng often joked with his comrades.

It was a habit, coupled with the alcohol, so he blurted it out.

After speaking, Zhang Feng knew he shouldn't have said that, but since he did, he just waited for the other side to get angry.

"Of course I know!" Captain Sun was really annoyed when he heard Zhang Feng's teasing words, "But the question is, how did you recognize me at a glance?

Is the eyesight of a grandmaster so sharp?

Don't say you're a grandmaster, but your eyesight is so sharp.

Because I also practiced martial arts for a few years."

Captain Sun was very confident, "Although in your eyes, my kung fu is just a beginner's level, I have been in contact with some experts and know that the relationship between eyesight and grandmaster is not very big.

If you want to train your eyesight, you need to have a thorough understanding of human body functions, plus rich experience, to form such a sharp eyesight.

But as far as I know, Master Zhang is only twenty-two years old.

Doesn't Master Zhang want to explain?"

"I see people every day in the library," Zhang Feng didn't expect Captain Sun to deduce so much, but casually said, "And I like to observe people's physical movements, and I have a photographic memory for physical details.

Captain Sun, don't try to trick me anymore, I'm not an illegal resident who changed my age.

So let's get down to business."

"Okay!" Captain Sun nodded and asked, "Since Master Zhang's eyesight is so sharp, then you must have noticed the two people just now, one in yellow clothes and one in light blue casual clothes, right?"

"Yes," Zhang Feng didn't hide it and analyzed, "They have martial arts skills.

Just by looking at them, I think they are much better than the three in the school incident.

But the specific situation still needs to be determined after a fight.

Some things can't be seen to the end just by using your eyes."

'Incident? And this tone?' Captain Sun suddenly felt strange after hearing Zhang Feng's analysis.

Because he felt that he was not listening to a great martial artist, but to an old criminal investigator analyzing a case at an old desk.

He had seen this feeling and tone in his master.

His master, an old criminal investigator from the 2000s, liked to speak in this tone.

Ideally, add a cigarette and occasional swear words, that would be even more accurate.

'Who exactly is this Master Zhang?' Captain Sun felt very strange, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't analyze it.

"What do you want from me?" Zhang Feng asked, while looking at him across the street:

"If there are many things to talk about, I'll say hello to my friends here first, and then we'll talk in detail."

"Then… then let's talk in detail," Captain Sun quickly recovered and said, "Because this matter is about you."

'Me?' Zhang Feng felt strange, but replied, "Wait a moment, I'll say hello to my friends."

Hanging up the phone.

Zhang Feng walked towards the eldest brother and the others who were waiting there.

"Sorry everyone, a friend is looking for me."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he was afraid that people would misunderstand that he didn't want to hang out with them, so he pointed to Captain Sun across the street with his eyes.

Captain Sun waved after seeing a group of people looking over.

"You have other friends?" The eldest brother was generous and showed a knowing smile again, "Call this friend to come along, it would be better to have a few more girls."

"…" Zhang Feng was silent for a moment, then thought about it and said:

"He's from the criminal police team, and he's meticulous. His personal analytical ability far exceeds everyone I know. I almost got tricked when I was chatting with him just now.

So my suggestion is that you find a designated driver now and go home to sleep, don't let your wives and children have to bail you out of the police station in the middle of the night."

…

Ten minutes later.

Inside a small teahouse nearby, in a small private room.

After Zhang Feng drank a cup of sobering tea, he looked at Captain Sun who was contemplating, "What are you looking for me for?"

"Oh," Captain Sun slowly came back to his senses and asked, "Do you know Zheng Lin and Fu Feng, these two people?"

"What?" Zhang Feng didn't want to remember more names, taking up brain space, "Speak plainly, what's the matter."

"The two people just now are Zheng Lin and Fu Feng," Captain Sun replied solemnly, "They want to kill you, and they have problems, suspected of having blood on their hands, they are professional killers."

"Kill me?"

Zhang Feng paused first, then asked, "Why do they want to kill me? And what you said about having blood on their hands, and this professional killer, is it a guess? Or?"

"It's not a guess, but there's no evidence," Captain Sun took a long breath, grinding his teeth at these criminals, "They all have martial arts skills, and their anti-reconnaissance ability is also outstanding. Some traces are easily detected and cleared by them.

So we can't get concrete evidence to convict them."

"Presumption of innocence," Zhang Feng knew this, then looked at Captain Sun who hated them, "Captain Sun, do you have evidence that they want to kill me?"

"Yes," Captain Sun nodded, then thought for about two or three minutes before taking out a slightly wrinkled A4 paper as if making a decision.

"To be honest,

I've been watching them for a long time and arranged for an informant in the black market to approach them.

My informant knows some eavesdropping techniques, the methods are very high, and installed eavesdropping and detection equipment in some of their spare phones.

Fortunately, they have been using this spare phone these days."

Captain Sun spread the A4 paper in front of Zhang Feng,

"Yesterday, the equipment captured several of their chats, I converted these into text, you take a look.

Or if you want to listen to the recording, I can take it out."

"No need," Zhang Feng interrupted his action to take out the recording and looked at the A4 paper.

Inside were several time periods.

…

Yesterday evening 20:36

(Zheng Lin: Just received a call, it's You Shanhu)

(Fu Feng: You Shanhu? What does he want from us? Although we and his nephew are in the same city, we haven't offended him. His nephew's death has nothing to do with us)

(Zheng Lin: But now it can be managed, because You Shanhu transferred a large deposit to my overseas account, asking you and me to kill Zhang Feng)

(Fu Feng: Kill a grandmaster? Are you crazy?)

(Zheng Lin: I'm not crazy, but the money is driving me crazy. Isn't he just a suspected grandmaster? Can he block a gun? Besides, you and I are both at the peak of Dark Energy, why can't we try?)

…

Today morning 9:32

(Zheng Lin: Hey, I was originally at Head Zheng's place, you know (scouting, looking for opportunities), but now I see Zhang Feng coming out, I've already gotten into a taxi and am following, you come out too)

…

10:02

(Zheng Lin: Hey, airport, come quickly, I saw him boarding, I'll book an afternoon flight first)

(Fu Feng: Okay, I'll be there soon)

…

21:37

(Zheng Lin: Two celebrities, still easy to find, asked around, found out, Zhang Feng is looking for the eldest brother of Baguazhang)

(Fu Feng: Okay, take a look first, prepare the gun at night)

…

In just a few words.

Through the words and phrases inside, and the following of the two people just now, Zhang Feng knew that they really wanted to kill him.

The assassination of two Dark Energy experts was indeed a bit scary.

Especially since they also wanted to use guns, completely disregarding martial ethics and only focusing on force.

"Very good, very good," Zhang Feng nodded after reading, feeling that these people were very honest, worthy of being martial arts masters.

Perfectly explained what is effectiveness and practicality.

Especially the disguise was pretty good too.

At least on the way to the airport before, he was thinking about optimizing the prescription, and he didn't really pay attention to this Zheng Lin.

Even when he saw the two of them downstairs after dinner just now, he didn't feel that they wanted to kill him.

"This… this is not bad?" Captain Sun thought he heard wrong, "They want to kill you, and you think it's not bad? Master Zhang, are you sure you're serious?"

"Of course I'm serious," Zhang Feng smiled, "What I said was not bad was that they are not stupid, they didn't think about sitting on the same flight with me, otherwise it would have ended on the plane."

"On the plane?" Captain Sun shook his head. "Several thousand meters in the air, aren't you afraid they'll take you down with them?"

"They won't have the chance." Zhang Feng pointed to himself. "I'm in first class, very close to the cockpit. If someone wants to approach the cockpit to damage the plane, wanting to take me down with them,

do you think they can get past me?"

Of course, Zhang Feng had something else he didn't say.

That was that before he got on the plane, facing the situation where something happened in the air and he would definitely die, Wen Ti had reminded him that as long as he died, time would rewind to before he got on the plane, not ten minutes before.

So Zhang Feng wasn't afraid, and wanted to experience the feeling of flying on a plane.

Because Zhang Feng had never flown before.

He had to experience the weightlessness of takeoff.

"They indeed can't get past you." Captain Sun put away the A4 paper. "But now it's not certain, because they might have guns now."

"Guns?" Zhang Feng asked, "Then this time you're looking for me to assist you in catching them across provinces? Or?"

"I'm acting privately, so you're not assisting either." Captain Sun said solemnly, "I'm now acting as a martial artist, not wanting to delay any longer, not wanting to look for more conclusive evidence, and not wanting to see them get away with it any longer.

If I contact the local people, it will only alert them and I definitely won't find any evidence.

After all, the recording is just supplementary evidence. Besides, my secretly installing it is illegal in itself. If there isn't a more sufficient chain of evidence to combine with it, it can be rejected.

But now."

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Captain Sun suddenly smiled, "Look, they just happen to want to kill you, so, Grandmaster Zhang, can you help me?

Let's solve this matter in the way of the martial world, straightforwardly, without being wishy-washy."

… …

Ten minutes later.

Zhang Feng left the teahouse and looked at the young man at the door.

He was the one who picked him up from the airport in the afternoon.

"Senior Zhang, my master asked me to wait for you here." He smiled and looked at Zhang Feng, "Master has already arranged accommodation for you, what do you think?"

"No need." Zhang Feng shook his head and looked back at the teahouse.

Captain Sun came out from inside and nodded to Zhang Feng.

"I'm going out for a walk with a friend." Zhang Feng told the young man, "You should also go back and rest early, we still have to travel to other places tomorrow."

"Okay!" The young man didn't ask much, "Then should I leave you the address of the accommodation?"

"No need, I might not go back." Zhang Feng waved his hand and walked along the roadside with Captain Sun towards the street ahead.

When they arrived at the entrance of a small restaurant.

"Brother Sun!" A hoodlum-looking person pointed to an ordinary old sedan next to him and handed Captain Sun a key.

But his eyes kept sizing up Zhang Feng.

'He is the recently rumored young grandmaster?'

He thought to himself, and after giving the key, he didn't dare to ask or stay any longer and left.

"He is my informant." Captain Sun didn't hide anything, walking towards the car, "He specifically followed me, after all, I'm alone. In case you don't help me, I have to have someone.

Although these things don't need to be mentioned, I think that you're accompanying me to kill people, so I always feel like I owe you something, and I want to tell you everything."

"No need." Zhang Feng opened the door of the passenger seat, got into the car, and looked at Captain Sun in the driver's seat, "Today I'm only responsible for killing people, actually you don't even need to come, just give me an address."

"It's better to be together, it's more convenient." Captain Sun took out two Bluetooth earphones, put one on himself, and handed the other to Zhang Feng,

"They're chatting… um, I heard it, there's a bus stop announcement nearby, they've already arrived in the southern suburbs."

… …

South Fourth Ring Road.

A hardware market that is about to be demolished.

Zheng Lin and Fufeng arrived outside in a taxi.

"Thank you, driver." Zheng Lin was still very polite in saying goodbye to the taxi driver, and it was impossible to tell that he was a 'semi-professional killer'.

"Where is the person you mentioned who sells guns?" Fufeng's arms were slightly longer than the average person's, "The sooner I get the gun, the sooner I'll feel at ease.

Otherwise, just thinking about killing a grandmaster, I feel uneasy."

Fufeng said he was uneasy, but in reality, there was a hint of excitement on his face.

Although there have been several examples of assassinating grandmasters in this world.

But killing a 22-year-old genius grandmaster is different!

"A 22-year-old grandmaster!" Every time Zheng Lin thought about this, he was equally excited, "And that You Shanhai gave us so much money.

After killing him, even if someone comes after us, we can escape abroad."

"Right!" Fufeng walked towards the market, "But I feel that there shouldn't be many people avenging him.

I checked, many capable people on the internet have already dug up Zhang Feng's information, he's just an orphan."

Fufeng recalled the information,

"He grew up in an orphanage at first, and seemed to have run away at twelve or thirteen, and worked as a handyman in a factory.

He went back at sixteen or seventeen and ran a night market stall.

The information says that he started to grow his body at that time, and he should have come into contact with martial arts.

Later, he also stayed with someone surnamed Zheng."

As he said this, there was an uncontrollable admiration in his words, "He's really amazing. Now that I've traced this kid's story and sorted it out, it really has a bit of a legendary color.

He supposedly started practicing martial arts at sixteen or seventeen, and became a grandmaster in about six years? And he's self-taught?

That's too monstrous!"

"You Shanhai is probably afraid." Zheng Lin chuckled, "Zhang Feng killed his nephew, and the two of them have already formed a grudge.

Facing such a young grandmaster, You Shanhai will definitely strike first.

Because many people in the martial arts world speculate that even if Zhang Feng has entered the Transformation Realm, he has only just entered it.

His strength hasn't been cultivated to perfection yet.

This kind of fledgling who has just entered the Transformation Realm may not have very skilled fighting methods.

You Shanhai will definitely want to eliminate the hidden danger early.

Maybe he's letting us kill Zhang Feng first, while he has already set off, wanting to personally return home to deal with this matter."

"Never mind him, let's talk about the gun…" Fufeng walked past a row of shops and was about to ask Zheng Lin where the gun seller was.

A rustling sound came from the street outside.

Twenty meters away, a small car stopped by the roadside.

Seeing that the car was so close to them, the two of them became wary of the car's direction for a moment.

At this time, the car door opened.

Under the street lights.

Zhang Feng got out of the car and looked towards them.

"Zhang Feng?"

"How did he know we were here?"

The two of them were a little dumbfounded when they saw Zhang Feng.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng raised his foot and stepped onto the steps by the roadside, walked into the market, looked at the two of them, and pointed to the Bluetooth headset.

"I heard you two knew my background very well before, that's good.

Then I won't introduce myself any further.

When you go to the underworld, and the judges ask who killed you, you won't be ignorant ghosts who died in vain."

Whoosh!

The moment he finished speaking.

Zhang Feng directly attacked, stepping forward, leaping out a distance of eighteen meters in one step, using the force of the forward rush, twisting his waist and sending his shoulder, his right arm like a gun, starting with a fierce cannon fist, smashing towards Fufeng's face!

'I underestimated him! His strength is definitely not that of someone who has just entered the Transformation Realm!'

Seeing such power, Fufeng immediately made a Buddhist salute, clasping his hands together in front to block, wanting to use his hands to slap and remove the power of Zhang Feng's cannon fist, but his footsteps retreated sharply, with no intention of fighting.

Zhang Feng's fierce cannon fist directly shattered his fighting spirit.

Whoosh—

At this time, Zheng Lin saw that Zhang Feng was rushing towards Fufeng, but he didn't run away. Instead, he shifted his left leg half a step, turned around and struck with a collapsing fist, smashing towards Zhang Feng's temple.

Zhang Feng didn't dodge or avoid it. First, he broke through Fufeng's Buddhist salute with a punch, and with a thud, shattered his sternum and internal organs.

Whoosh—

His body flew up, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

At the same time, Zheng Lin's collapsing fist had already reached him.

Zhang Feng squatted down and lowered his body, making his body seem to suddenly shrink in size. His strong left arm hooked up, and his muscles were as tough as a rock.

'Pa', there was a muffled sound like cowhide striking, and at the same time, two bursts of energy erupted.

"Ah!" Zheng Lin screamed, his entire right hand joint was swollen and bleeding, injured by Zhang Feng's hidden force, and many hand bones were pierced with gaps, already crippled.

Zhang Feng's left arm also oozed out some blood, and half of his arm was numb, but he still had the strength to block in Zheng Lin's direction.

Baji, Iron Mountain Lean.

Bang!

A huge force struck Zheng Lin's chest cavity, and the sound of continuous bone cracking followed. His body flew out, and with a thud, crashed against the wall in the distance, and was no longer alive.

"Huff…"

Seeing that the two were dead.

Zhang Feng let out a long breath, and even in the midst of spring, a faint white mist could be seen escaping from his mouth.

Two great Hidden Strength experts, all killed today.

At this moment, Captain Sun had just gotten out of the car, and was going around the front of the car, preparing to come towards the market.

It seemed like a long time, but it was less than three seconds.

But at this moment.

Inside the market ahead, there was a man carrying a black bag, and his hand was trembling as he raised a gun, aiming at Zhang Feng's direction.

He was the black gun seller, and seeing the main culprit killed by a monster, he naturally wanted to shoot the monster to save his life.

"Careful!" Seeing this scene, Captain Sun was about to rush over.

Zhang Feng, however, kicked up a fist-sized stone, striking directly at the man's face.

Bang!

The sound of the gunshot and the sound of the stone hitting his forehead sounded at the same time.

A line of blood gradually cracked open on the side of Zhang Feng's neck.

The man's head was smashed open by the stone, and the shattered pebbles mixed with blood splattered everywhere.

Zhang Feng touched the blood on his neck, and looked at Captain Sun, who had stopped in shock,

"I told you. Today I'm only responsible for killing people, actually you don't even need to come, just leave it to me."