Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1288 - 1338: Not Giving Face to Anyone

The thugs wanted to run, but now they couldn’t escape. As for the police, even if they wanted to flee, they could escape as individuals but not as an institution. Moreover, running now would only make resolving the issue even harder later. Looking at Li Yifei standing at the gate, if they chose to force their way through, Li Yifei would probably have his legs broken for real.

Director Liu secretly pulled out his phone and cautiously dialed a number. Right now, he was desperate for backup but was afraid the others wouldn’t let him make the call. He tried to be discreet, but just as he brought the phone to his ear, he felt Li Yifei’s gaze fall upon him. Not only Li Yifei, but several people’s eyes were now fixed on him.

Director Liu gritted his teeth. Even if he had to endure an electric shock from a baton, he had to make this call; otherwise, things would only get worse. Surprisingly, no one stopped him, which made him doubt the peculiar situation. Without further hesitation, he hurriedly spoke into the phone: "Brother Wang, your brother’s in trouble! Hurry up and help me... There’s Ye Ningfeng from the Provincial Public Security Bureau, can you find someone who can connect me with him?... Ah, you don’t know him? Then quickly find someone who does, I’m begging you, Brother Wang. If you don’t help me, I’m done for."

Seeing that no one stopped Director Liu from making his call, Zhao Zhisheng quickly pulled out his own phone and dialed a number: "Township Chief Sun, I need help urgently. Do you know anyone connected with Ye Ningfeng from the Provincial Public Security Bureau? I’ve gotten into trouble with him, and now he’s coming after me. If you don’t back me up, I’m finished... Yes, good, good, I’m counting on you, Township Chief Sun."

Director Liu and Zhao Zhisheng were considered influential figures in this township. They knew people with connections, but even after making the calls, their anxiety remained high. If this were the City Public Security Bureau, there might be some room to maneuver, but Ye Ningfeng was from the Provincial Public Security Bureau—even just a section chief—he was someone beyond the reach of ordinary networks.

They felt as though every moment dragged on endlessly because the County Public Security Bureau officers were about to arrive. Once they were taken away and legal procedures were initiated, things would become extremely dire.

Director Liu’s phone rang first. "Brother Wang, how is it?"

"How the heck did you get involved with him? Do you think he’s someone to mess with?"

"Brother Wang, I didn’t know who he was either. Ah, you’ve figured out who he is? Does that mean you have a connection?"

"Yes, I’ve found someone who’s familiar with him. I’ll try to get them in touch, but there’s no guarantee it’ll work out."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Wang."

At this moment, Ye Ningfeng’s phone rang. He answered, saying, "Section Chief Chen."

"Xiao Ye, I heard you ran into some trouble in Xiaohu Village. That Director Liu is..."

"Section Chief Chen, this isn’t a trivial matter. Director Liu is corrupt and engages in collusion with **** individuals. You’d better not get involved in this!"

"Organized crime... Damn, they didn’t even tell me."

"Exactly, so it’s not about me disregarding your favor. This isn’t a mess anyone wants to touch."

"Fine, fine, I’ll leave it alone. Actually, I don’t personally know him—it’s just an old friend asking me to help."

"I understand. I know Section Chief Chen would never associate with people like that."

Everyone watched as Ye Ningfeng spoke on the phone, and when they heard what he said, their hearts sank. Labeling them as organized crime meant the situation was bound to be handled with severe consequences.

Just then, Zhao Zhisheng’s phone rang. He quickly picked it up in urgency: "Township Chief Sun, how did it go?"

"No problem. I’ve found someone very close friends with Ye Ningfeng—definitely not an issue!"

"Thank you, Township Chief Sun! I knew you had the best connections."

After hanging up, Zhao Zhisheng waited eagerly for Ye Ningfeng to receive a call, and sure enough, Ye Ningfeng’s phone rang again at that moment.

"Ningfeng, where are you hanging out now?"

"I’m at Xiaohu Village. Don’t tell me you’re here because of that damn Township Chief Sun, asking for a favor?"

"Haha, Ningfeng, you’re the smartest. Why bother with those insignificant people? Cut them some slack and help a brother out."

"If it were anything else, I’d give you face, but this involves my brother-in-law’s business, so it’s out of my hands."

"Your brother-in-law?"

"Yes! Li Yifei!"

"Damn, it’s him?"

"Uh-huh, it’s him. He’s right here with me now. Do you want to have a word with him?"

"No way, I’m not talking to him. That guy’s impossible to mess with—you’ll either be done for or end up with broken arms or legs."

"Haha, we’ll grab a drink sometime."

After hanging up, the smile faded from Ye Ningfeng’s face, replaced by a sneer. He coldly looked at Zhao Zhisheng and Director Liu and said disdainfully, "You better call more people. I want to see just how wide your networks can stretch."

As of now, both Zhao Zhisheng and Director Liu were completely dumbfounded. They’d already reached out to their most influential contacts, but even that hadn’t worked. Who else could they turn to?

The village chief finally realized the gravity of the mess he had caused. Not only would he be implicated, but his two sons would also be dragged down with him. He hurried over, plastering a fawning smile onto his face, and said, "Gentlemen, gentlemen, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have embezzled the donation funds. I’ll return everything now, please have mercy and let us go."

"Too late," said Ye Ningfeng flatly.

Just then, the sound of police sirens blared from outside the village, and everyone froze. At this point, even the thugs felt uneasy. Ordinary brawling was one thing, but with Ye Ningfeng having branded them as organized crime, the stakes were much higher. Someone initiated the escape, and abruptly, they scattered, running toward the walls. Li Yifei was guarding the entrance, so they thought their best bet was to climb over the walls. Even if Li Yifei managed to catch a few, surely some could escape.

However, they overlooked Chu Xiaoyao and Zhou Xiaoyue. Both had been fiddling with their electric batons and now finally had the chance to put them to use. Seeing the thugs running for the walls, they charged forward and started zapping anyone attempting to climb.

Though they managed to subdue a few, several others were already scaling the walls, including two police officers. Fear often drives irrational actions, and these officers instinctively tried to flee as well.

But just as they thought they would successfully climb over, a sharp pain shot through their waists, causing them to tumble off the walls.

"Run, huh? Try running now!" Chu Xiaoyao and Zhou Xiaoyue chased them down and delivered a few more zaps with their batons, rendering them motionless.

Under Li Yifei’s watchful guard, there was no chance any of them would escape, not even those who considered themselves skilled fighters. Even an average high-level fighter would have no shot against the sheer number present.

A large group of police officers had finally arrived. Although Wu Baoliang was the first to set out, he had underestimated the road conditions. Driving an Audi, he got stuck several kilometers away from the village, but fortunately, the police vehicles had managed to make it through, as had the vans transporting officers. Wu Baoliang joined them and hurried to the scene.

Upon arrival, they were dumbfounded. At the base of the walls lay bodies sprawled every which way, while two young girls were still jabbing away with their batons at the fallen.

Wu Baoliang had been worried about the worst-case scenario involving Ye Ningfeng. Now seeing that Ye Ningfeng was unharmed, he felt an immense sense of relief.

Before leaving, Wu Baoliang had carefully studied Ye Ningfeng’s photo, and now he dashed straight to him and said, "Director Ye, I’m Wu Baoliang."

"Hello, Director Wu," Ye Ningfeng greeted him politely, extending his hand.

Wu Baoliang immediately shook hands with him, feeling reassured. If Ye Ningfeng had kept a stern face, things would’ve been far more difficult. "Director Ye, this scene..."

"The village chief embezzled public funds, including donations for the school, and colluded with thugs to intimidate donors. Additionally, a few police officers abetted his actions. Handle this appropriately."

"Understood, we will investigate thoroughly and punish all involved severely."

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Wu Baoliang promptly turned to the officers who had accompanied him and ordered, "Arrest everyone here!"

The officers sprang into action, cuffing the thugs and hauling Director Liu and the corrupted policemen as well. Despite being their colleagues, they showed no leniency; they knew that these four officers would soon lose their jobs and wouldn’t belong to their ranks anymore.

"I haven’t broken any laws!" The village chief’s wife began wailing, throwing herself to the ground. "He took all the money—it has nothing to do with me!"

The village chief winced and retorted, "If it weren’t for you demanding this and that, would I have embezzled? If not for you, you wasteful woman, would I be in this mess?"

"You blame me? It’s your incompetence! You’ve ruined me!"

Watching the couple turn on each other, everyone present felt nothing but disdain.

The police quickly led the culprits away. Ye Ningfeng declined Wu Baoliang’s invitation to dinner. At this moment, the school principal nervously approached Ye Ningfeng and Li Yifei, eyes brimming with tears. Overcome with emotion, he dropped to his knees and said, "You’re our saviors. On behalf of all the children, thank you!"

Following his lead, the students’ parents kneeled one after another.

Li Yifei and his group were flustered. They hadn’t expected their actions to move these simple villagers so profoundly. Ye Ningfeng was deeply touched as well. The desires of ordinary people were always modest, yet officials often failed to meet their reasonable expectations.