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Chapter 12: A Bit Out of Hand

When Yi Qinghua and Chen Dachang carried back a net of cicadas, they immediately smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen. Little Silly squatted on the threshold, while Linglong clapped her little hands happily and called out in her childish voice, “Papa, food~”

Chen Feng brought out the carrot braised pork, and when he saw his father and mother, he couldn’t help but laugh. “You got back at just the right time. Rest for a bit, then we can have lunch.”

Little Linglong held her pretty bowl in both hands, just like a little tail, following behind her father.

Yi Qinghua beamed and said, “My child coming home is still somewhat useful, you know to make lunch for us.”

Chen Dachang rubbed his face at the kitchen tap, and when he heard his wife’s words, he snickered. “When you weren’t back, who was the one sighing all day, skipping meals and tea?”

He mimicked his wife’s sighing, “Oh, when will my son be back? Sigh, I wonder if my son is eating well?”

Chen Feng’s mother picked up a bamboo broom and swung it at Chen Dachang. “If you don’t speak, no one will take you for a mute. You talk too much nonsense.”

Little Linglong simply sat on the threshold, holding her bowl, giggling as she watched her grandma chase after her grandpa with a broom.

She even added her childish sound effects, “Ah~ pa~ run~”

Chen Feng laughed as he returned to the kitchen, arranged the sausages and cured meat on a plate, and cooked a pot of pickled vegetable soup.

This scene was one he’d seen often as a child.

Soon, Yi Qinghua entered the kitchen to help serve rice. Chen Dachang, all smiles, put Little Linglong’s bib on her and placed her in her special high chair.

Little Linglong gripped her own set of chopsticks and stared wide-eyed at the delicious food on the table, full of anticipation.

She unconsciously licked her lips, almost drooling with hunger.

When the soft, fragrant rice, caramel beef, bright red carrots, and the dark red soup landed in her bowl, the little girl became ecstatic.

She blew on it, puffing her cheeks and earnestly calling out, “Eat~ lunch~”

Chen Feng smiled too and said, “Alright, let’s eat! Let’s see who finishes first. Whoever eats last has to wash the dishes!”

The little one immediately buried her head, using both chopsticks and hands, and happily took a bite of beef. The tender, juicy beef made a radiant smile bloom across her face as she chewed with relish.

Chen Dachang tried a bite and couldn’t help but praise him, “My son’s cooking is really something.”

Yi Qinghua proudly said, “Of course, who taught him? He learned from me since he was little.”

But Chen Feng devoured his meal at lightning speed, not even having time to reply.

Linglong looked up and, seeing her father’s ferocious eating style, refused to fall behind. She used her chopsticks to shovel food into her mouth, her plump little cheeks bulging.

Yi Qinghua quickly patted her granddaughter’s back and teased, “Girls should eat slowly and chew well. Why copy your dad?”

“Such bad habits!”

At this time, Chen Feng had already finished his lunch. He grinned, “My little baby, let me tell you, as long as I eat fast enough, I can even finish other people’s share!”

When Linglong heard this, her eyes practically sparkled.

Her grandmother wanted to smack someone when she saw her granddaughter like this. Who taught kids this way?

Chen Feng stuck to his nonsense. “Linglong, Daddy finished his food first. If you’re last, you’ll have to wash the dishes.”

“So, eating fast is totally reasonable~”

He took a sip of pickled vegetable soup and looked at the little dumpling, his brows raised with pride.

Little Linglong, flustered, could only make “wuwu” sounds, her little mouth stuffed so full she couldn’t even speak.

Chen Feng, meanwhile, laughed without a care and clapped his hands, thinking Linglong looked too cute like this. He even took out his phone to snap a few photos as keepsakes.

Yi Qinghua knocked his head with her chopstick tip. “You don’t have a bit of a father’s air!”

“You’ll help Linglong wash dishes later.”

Chen Feng’s smile froze. Did he just dig his own grave?

After lunch, the little girl finished her soup in one gulp and happily announced, “Full~”

“Papa, go wash dishes~” She wiggled her head, beaming broadly.

Just as Chen Feng, feeling downcast, took his little baby toward the kitchen, three luxury cars arrived outside the village, followed by two minibuses.

Inside the cars sat not only Gao Hongqiang, but also his right-hand men and top henchmen.

The people in the minibuses were all his small-time followers, the type known as idle society members. They had no formal jobs, but whenever their boss called, they showed up at once.

Gao Hongqiang wanted Chen Feng to understand: in Mianzhou City, he alone called the shots.

If anyone dared ruin his business, they had to accept the consequences.

A kept man, who knew where he got the guts to meddle in so many things!

Previously, he had landed a big overseas deal. The other party wanted to test his capability and asked him to deliver a baby panda and a clouded leopard cub as deposit. Once done, the contract would be signed.

If he pulled this off, he could earn at least tens of millions.

But he hit a roadblock at the very first step.

How would his overseas clients view this? Could the deal even go on?

Gao Hongqiang squeezed his aromatic sandalwood beads tightly, rage churning in his chest.

As the motorcade passed through Qingquan Village and by the mahjong parlor, the villagers who were just about to play mahjong and chat grew curious.

Qingquan Village had no main road leading to other villages. Past Chen Feng’s house was only one other family at the mountain’s base, and that family worked elsewhere and rarely stayed home.

Someone couldn’t help but exclaim, “This is an impressive scene.”

Another, once a construction foreman named Zhang Daqiang, stroked his chin. “A Maybach, two Mercedes SUVs, and those minibuses are all high-end. That must be some big boss.”

Some guessed, “Is it Boss Lu who’s come?”

Auntie Zhang shook her head. “That girl Lu is low-key. No way she would come with such a big show.”

Still, envy and a bit of exasperation colored her voice as she glared at her son who was busy playing games on his phone.

“This commotion, something’s up~” Zhang Daqiang mused. “I’ll have a look. They can’t go far, anyway.”

With that, the other idle villagers, men and women, old and young, followed on their scooters. News was so rare in the village, everyone needed some gossip ammunition.

At the Chen household, the luxury cars had stopped at the gate.

Sheng Yun bowed to open the Maybach’s door and invited Gao Hongqiang out. Decked out in a suit, with a huge belly and a broad, fleshy face, and a jade Buddha pendant hanging from his short neck, this big boss narrowed his turtle-like eyes as he surveyed the place with a bit of surprise. “This courtyard is built with some taste.”

“Bring everyone out. We’re about to do what we do best—forced demolition.”

At least fifty idle society members in black vests and face masks got out one after another, lining up in rows and shouting to Gao Hongqiang in unison, “Boss Gao!”

Gao Hongqiang enjoyed this moment of glory. He gestured for quiet. “It’s a hot day. Thanks, everyone! Once we finish here, you’ll all be well rewarded.”

So much commotion outside the yard—there was no way Chen Feng could miss it.

After tidying up the dishes, he didn’t even get to take off his apron, and led his little darling to the gate.

He looked at the black suits and vests and sneered, “Is this the triad?”

Beside him, the bear-like Nangong Xian stepped forward to stand by Chen Feng’s side.

Then a slender, devilishly handsome young man with sharp features strolled over to Chen Feng’s other side, lazily trimming his nails with a nail clipper. His foxy, mischievous eyes swept over the crowd with ridicule.

This was Lian Yu, the other head of Chen Feng’s security corps.

Sheng Yun whispered to Gao Hongqiang, “Boss, these must be the bodyguards Lu Caiwei hired for her family. They seem very skilled.”

Gao Hongqiang nodded and politely addressed a middle-aged man in training clothing at his side, “Master Ling, that guy messed up my business. Teach them a lesson first.”

Master Ling solemnly replied, “Alright, Boss Gao!”

He strode up to the courtyard gate, his eyes icy. “I don’t know where you got the nerve to mess up Boss Gao’s affairs.”

At this moment, the villagers who wanted to watch the excitement had arrived. Seeing the direction things were heading, some grew uneasy.

Someone recognized who it was and shouted, especially Zhang Daqiang, “That’s Gao Hongqiang from the Hongqiang Group! Damn, he still owes me over a hundred thousand in project fees!”

“Call the police! Coming to our Qingquan Village looking for trouble, does he think he’s someone?”

Old Grandpa Fu also shouted, “What’s with all this? You want to show off here?”

Gao Hongqiang picked at his ear and looked down disdainfully at the villagers, then beckoned his men. A short, stocky fellow with a few others brandished batons threateningly at Zhang Daqiang’s group. “Keep talking and I’ll put you all in the hospital.”

Linglong watched curiously from her father’s arms.

Yi Qinghua and Chen Dachang weren’t the least bit worried; they kept slicing watermelon and sat at the doorway to watch the show.

Chen Feng glanced at Gao Hongqiang’s crowd, shook his head, and sighed, “They really are reckless.”

Lian Yu spat, “I’d say they’re a bit out of control!”

Seeing that Chen Feng’s group wasn’t the least intimidated, Master Ling’s eyes turned cold. “You don’t know what’s good for you!”

He stamped his foot, dropped into a horse stance, and threw a punch, launching a fierce attack at Chen Feng.

He made a flashy and powerful entrance, but the very next second, Lian Yu sent him flying with a single kick. The so-called master sprawled on the ground like a giant turtle, bowing at Chen Feng’s feet, completely motionless.

Nangong Xian cracked his neck, clenched his fists, and his joints popped loudly. He grinned viciously, “Break the limbs of all these scum for me.”

The soldiers in camouflage hadn’t brought firearms, but they pounced from the woods like tigers. In mere moments, all the thugs were knocked to the ground.

Then, under Gao Hongqiang’s frightened and shocked gaze, the soldiers broke the arms and legs of their opponents, whose wails made the forest birds flee in terror.

His most powerful bodyguard and henchman, Sheng Yun, didn’t even have time to react before Nangong Xian slammed his fist into his chest, caving it in. Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and he died on the spot.

Nangong Xian had looked into Sheng Yun, who had helped Gao Hongqiang commit numerous crimes. Since he dared target Chen Feng this time, why show any mercy?

Any incident concerning Chen Feng concerned the safety of the Dragon Nation, and as security corps soldiers, they had to eliminate all risks in their infancy.

This was the authority granted to them by the nation’s highest institutions.

Gao Hongqiang stared at Sheng Yun lying dead at his feet, blood streaming from every orifice, eyes wide in deathly shock, and trembled in fear.

They really were ruthless—on a level far beyond his own.

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