Mr. Liang was stunned, and Ren Feng had finished his move as well and suddenly stopped, but Nan stood there, staring blankly ahead, with white foam at the corners of his mouth.

"Still not collapsing?" Ren Feng frowned, reached out to touch Nan, and then Nan fell straight backward with a thud.

Mr. Liang was dumbfounded, watching Ren Feng dust off his hands and then walk toward him.

"What... what do you want?"

At this moment, Mr. Liang truly panicked, thinking how absurd it was. The promised district bully, the promised revenge—where did all my money go for this result?

Recalling when Ren Feng smashed his head with cutlery before, Mr. Liang couldn't help but feel terrified again.

That was truly horrifying; he absolutely didn't want a second experience.

"What am I doing? Don't you think asking such a question is laughable?" Ren Feng smiled, "Of course it's to beat you up!"

No sooner had he spoken, Ren Feng suddenly appeared in front of Mr. Liang, grabbed him by the collar, and slammed his head against a nearby tree!

Bang!

In that moment, Mr. Liang felt dizzy, and blood seeped through the already bandaged white cloth on his head.

"I'm... I'm wrong." Mr. Liang nearly cried.

"That's not enough; you dared to come again because I didn't teach you enough of a lesson before." Ren Feng smiled, "Don't worry, I promise this time you'll remember."

Then, he grabbed Mr. Liang's head and thrust it again!

"I'm wrong, I'm truly wrong, I dare not anymore; please spare me." Mr. Liang actually cried, feeling the blood cascading down his head again.

"Do you still dare to mess with me?" Ren Feng patted Mr. Liang's face.

"I dare not, I dare not." Mr. Liang was truly frightened.

Ren Feng shook his head inwardly; such people bully the weak, fear the strong, and cannot endure hardship—nothing to worry about.

"Alright, off you go then." Ren Feng smiled, "But if there's a next time, under my rules, you'll lose your hands and feet, remember?"

"Remember, remembered." Mr. Liang nodded hastily.

After letting Mr. Liang leave, Ren Feng took Xia Wenxue back to the hotel.

Returning to the hotel, it was around ten at night, time to rest, and tomorrow they would continue the outing.

Seeing Xia Wenxue enter her room, Ren Feng shrugged and entered his room too.

At that moment, his phone rang.

Picking up the phone, he saw a call from the Director.

"Mercenary King, the information is out, thank God, those rascals' speed didn't disappoint me."

"Send it to my email." Ren Feng gave an email address.

Not long after, the Director said: "It's sent; Mercenary King, I've repaid last time's favor; if you seek intel from me next, it will be at market rates."

"Rest assured," Ren Feng said indifferently.

In their line of work, transactions were based on money because only money was trustworthy.

Unless exceptional circumstances arose, casual promises meant nothing.

"Haha, I'm kidding. How could I charge you market rates? Doing so wouldn't be forgiven by God; I'd give you a twenty percent discount," the Director laughed heartily.

After some small talk, they hung up, and Ren Feng opened his computer and logged into his email.

Clicking on the unread email, the information instantly appeared.

Seeing the woman's information above, Ren Feng's facial expression didn't change, yet his eyes flashed coldly!

Unexpected, really unexpected, this setup was deep, nearly ensnaring myself!

Ren Feng's gaze turned dark, and the information was indeed surprising—even though he had suspicions, he hadn't guessed she had this layer of background!

Just then, Ren Feng's phone rang again.

Answering, it was a female voice.

"The Bramble has arrived in Jiangnan City, requesting further instructions." The voice was slightly cold.

The Bramble, a highly skilled woman in Ren Feng's squad, had been with Ren Feng's team for a year.

"Start investigating right away; contact me when you find Laine's information," Ren Feng said calmly, "In the meantime, don't alarm the enemy."

"Understood."

The call ended, Ren Feng glanced at the computer data and closed the laptop.

Alright, you're scheming against me, and I'm waiting for the moment to catch you all!

...

The next morning.

Ren Feng was still asleep when the door was incessantly knocked.

"Feng, get up, Feng, get up!"

The girls' voices kept coming, and Ren Feng opened his eyes, feeling speechless.

"Coming, coming."

Ren Feng got up and went to open the door.

"Feng, hurry, we're going..." The group of girls was excited. Seeing Ren Feng open the door, they were about to speak when suddenly they froze, their gaze fixed on Ren Feng's lower body.

Ren Feng was also puzzled; why were they all staring below?

In confusion, Ren Feng looked down himself; and was also stunned.

Because having just risen, he was only wearing underwear, and as a man, there's this phenomenon every morning known as morning wood!

At that moment, Ren Feng felt embarrassed.

Damn, he forgot about that detail.

Seeing Ren Feng's tent, the girls' faces instantly blushed.

"Feng, you're so bad!" one girl teased.

"Feng, you're so shameless."

"Feng, I don't have a boyfriend yet."

Each girl said something, although their cheeks were burning red, their eyes stayed glued on Ren Feng's tent, as if it contained some magnetic allure!

Ren Feng wiped his forehead with sweat, "I'll go put some clothes on first."

Then, he quickly closed the door, and bitterly smiled; damn, it was truly mortifying.

Outside the door, the girls exchanged glances, "Feng's there..."

"Are you in spring fever?" a girl giggled beside her.

"Haven't you? I think Feng's looks bigger than other men's."

"Is it bigger than your boyfriend's?" Another girl giggled, moving closer.

"You cheeky girl, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Chaos ensued outside.

Soon, Ren Feng came out again, and Xia Wenxue emerged as well.

Everyone went to breakfast together and discussed where to play.

Soon, the group of girls made a decision: they wanted to go to Charming Street!

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