Yes, Hugo didn't make a sound, but his calmness provoked the dissatisfaction of a gang of thugs; they didn't see the expression they wanted on Hugo's face.

The seemingly well-mannered Caucasian boss walked up with a smile. Beneath his harmless appearance, he suddenly kicked over Hugo's wheelchair, saying, "You look pretty calm."

"I don't know what you want to do. If it's items you're after, there are plenty in the shop," Hugo said, struggling to sit upright.

"Heh, a wise man, but what if I said I wanted your life today?"

"What?" Hugo frowned, his calm expression finally changing slightly, but it was just a minor shift on his face, "I haven't offended you."

"True, you hadn't offended me before, but you just did." Looking at Hugo's slightly narrowed eyes, the man continued, "Your calmness annoys me, but I appreciate any expression other than calmness. Fellas, wouldn't you say that counts as an offense?"

The man glanced around at the others as if waiting for the henchmen's response, which came as a series of whistles and undisguised malice.

Having said that, he lit a cigarette and slowly backed away, squatting at a convenient spot as if waiting to enjoy a show, leisurely puffing on his cigarette.

Meanwhile, several thugs slowly encircled Hugo in the center, ready to strike at any moment, and in fact, within the next second, they did just that, swinging their iron rods directly towards Hugo...

What was Hugo's mettle? Initially, he was able to fend off the attackers, but even a good tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves, and the biggest problem came from Hugo's disability—he lacked his lower limbs.

As time went on, amidst the clanging sounds, the wheelchair gradually broke apart... and even his ironclad body became covered with blood. However, his face held a steadfast determination, the inviolable defiance of a man, the final bottom line and dignity of a former God's Thorn warrior.

Hugo had no options; the Black Snake was the biggest mafia around, and this man was a minor boss within the Black Snake gang. He could only endure the storm of attacks... But even a man with a body of steel couldn't withstand such relentless beating. As time passed, Hugo's swollen arms slowly lost feeling, yet the resolute look on his face never faded, which particularly annoyed that boss.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared near the crowd, and with a crisp snap, an iron rod was caught in the hands of the figure in black and halted in its tracks.

Had it not been for Eggy's alert, Feng Yi would have had a hard time recognizing, let alone believing, that the person he had saved was the once legendary God's Thorn of the battlefield.

In C city, 163 kilometers away, where the security was far better—just minutes before, Feng Yi had planned to take out Eggy and wait for changes in the frontline intelligence, only to be met with Eggy's urgent voice.

"Buddy, I advise you to head over there as soon as possible."

"What do you mean?"

"No time to explain, you'll know when you get there. The location is at the edge of the city, around 163 kilometers in the 12 o'clock direction."

So, Feng Yi quickly arrived and witnessed such a scene.

The black-clad figure before them somehow imposed an indescribable pressure on the gangsters. He simply stood there, his hand clenched like a vise, immobilizing the weapon completely, unable to be pushed even a fraction further. As the man increased the force in his arms... still, he could not budge the black-clad figure's hand. With a creaking twist, the iron rod was forcibly bent.

Crack! With a burst... Feng Yi turned and kicked, his movements as fast as thunder, shooting the man far away, startling the crowd into stepping back.

Looking at the dying Hugo, Feng Yi's unfathomable eyes suddenly furrowed, his fist making an inappropriate sound. He had no doubt that if he had arrived any later, Hugo's fate would have been dire. Furious, Feng Yi's chest heaved with barely suppressed pain.

Who was Hugo? He was a true war hero of the Yate Federation! A hero born from a family of heroes, generation after generation of his ancestors had spilled their blood on the battlefield. Compared to them, what was he? Such a thought sent a surge of anger through Feng Yi.

"If you can't beat him up close, are you going to pull out your guns?" Feng Yi roared almost like a howl.

It turned out that the response of this group of thugs was exceedingly fast; in an instant, they all aimed their weapons at Feng Yi. The leader's eyes narrowed slightly, but he remained undisturbed as he observed everything at the scene.

Seeing this, Feng Yi, infuriated, laughed instead of trying to stop them and spread his hands, saying, "Come on, boys, shoot, let me see your courage."

The sound of gunfire quickly disrupted the quiet of the scene, but after a few breaths, the place fell into another kind of eerie, terrifying silence. They watched, wide-eyed, as Feng Yi casually crumpled the bullets into a ball, rolled them in his hands, and tossed them onto the ground, unable to comprehend what they were seeing.

"Hey, hey, what's going on?"

The puzzled thugs looked at each other, clearly contemplating retreat. Even the petty leader who had been crouching and smoking couldn't believe it as he stood up with a face that looked as if he'd seen a ghost...

"Keep going! Show me all you've got!" Feng Yi roared and questioned, his powerful shout seeming to shake the space itself, as if only such outbursts could vent the raging fury in his heart.

"No, this can't be..."

The leader couldn't comprehend what was happening before him. He casually took out his handgun, chambered a round, and then fired at Feng Yi, missing several shots. Yes, he was far too careless, his somewhat short-circuited brain had stopped working.

"Oh, damn it, what's happening?"

Seeing the bullets spent, he threw the gun away without a second thought and started to run, only to be met with a kick. The man heard a whistling sound rushing towards him, and then crack! In an instant, his body was pinned to a high wall dozens of meters away, drenched in blood, before sliding down lifelessly to the ground.

The thugs who were still trying to escape also stopped in their tracks, who wouldn't recognize the sharpness of that kick? This man was as fast as a bullet; who the hell could withstand that? They had no doubt that if they dared to run again the next second, their fate would be no better than the leader's; and indeed, whether they ran or not made no real difference—the killer always kills, and in the next moment, all of them were lying dead on the ground.

Feng Yi looked towards Hugo, "Why?"

"Feng... General," Hugo's voice faltered with hesitation.

"Tell me, why?" Feng Yi suddenly grabbed Hugo by the collar, roared, "Which bastard from the Military Department sent you here? Who made you fall to this low? Answer me!"

Hugo paused for a while, then let out a melancholy laugh. He had very limited interactions with Feng Yi and had never imagined that this commander of the Blazing Legion would have such a temperamental side—right, he was, after all, the Revenge Shadow Rider; it made sense, considering that.

"Heh, it was me, by myself."

"You... yourself?" Feng Yi struggled to understand as he pondered the words; how could one degrade oneself so? "Weren't you always healing at the Military Department? How did you end up here?"

"I'm just a useless person, what good would it do if I healed? Just go, don't bother with me anymore."

"First, swallow this." Feng Yi quickly took out a medicinal healing pill and forcefully stuffed it into Hugo's mouth, understanding somewhat the feeling of a pilot who had lost his legs as he looked at the limbs Hugo had lost.

After carefully helping Hugo inside, Feng Yi then left the room with Eggy and said, "What exactly is going on? The top brass wouldn't let Hugo fall into this state. Why did he come to Icebird? Didn't anyone care?"

Eggy explained, "Hugo left Capital Planet Earth 20 days ago. Icebird Planet is on the frontier, and Noah's scanning capabilities are significantly limited, plus the local police force's inaction led to the failure to find Hugo's whereabouts—if I were to calculate based on the official search efficiency, it would take at least three months to complete the task."

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