Chapter 138 Police Officer

Zhang Feng ignored Lao Jiu; too many people had looked at him like that back in the army. He wasn't here to reminisce.

Zhang Feng turned to his old partner and said, "Go to the door and tell Xiao He to wait for me in the car."

Seeing that they all knew each other, Old Wang left with peace of mind.

After Lao Wang left, Lu Chiye ordered Lao San and Lao Jiu to leave as well.

"Stop talking nonsense. Hand over the person."

Lu Chiye looked at him with an ambiguous expression: "I thought it was her sister who came looking for her. Why are you so concerned about Chen He? Who are you to her?"

At first, Lu Chiye didn't take Zhang Feng seriously. He knew Shen He's nature all too well; she only targeted attractive men and never paid attention to men over 26. If he hadn't lied about his age, he wouldn't have been able to win this little bird over at all.

"I'm nobody, I'm a police officer."

"Crazy Bro, we haven't crossed swords since you left the military. Want to take her away? Sure! But you have to get past me first!"

Zhang Feng snorted coldly, planted his feet firmly on the ground, clenched his fists, and assumed an attacking stance. Lu Chiye was not to be outdone, crouching slightly and staring sharply at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng struck first, rushing forward and throwing a right punch straight at Lu Chiye's face. Lu Chiye quickly sidestepped, raising his hand to block, and simultaneously grabbed Zhang Feng's arm, attempting to throw him to the ground. Although Zhang Feng had left the military, his skills hadn't diminished at all. He reacted extremely quickly, twisting his waist and using the momentum to turn and break free from Lu Chiye's grasp.

Immediately after, a kick was aimed at Lu Chiye's abdomen. Lu Chiye nimbly jumped backward to dodge, then quickly stepped forward and slammed his shoulder into Zhang Fengye's chest. However, he hadn't expected Zhang Fengye's lower body to be so stable; he missed the initial impact and was instead thrown back several steps. Lu Chiye, also a trained martial artist, quickly regained his balance. Seizing the opportunity, he delivered a side kick to Zhang Fengye's leg. Zhang Fengye slightly bent his knee, skillfully dodging the kick, and simultaneously struck Lu Chiye's back with his elbow.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through his chest, and Lu Chiye staggered forward from the force of the impact, quickly begging for mercy.

"Stop, Crazy Bro! Thank you for going through so many moves with me. I've had my fill today. Let's go, I'll take you to see Shen He." If he hadn't been gritting his teeth, Zhang Feng would have taken his gratitude seriously.

Zhang Feng reached out and pulled him up, and Lu Chiye got up with the help of the pull, intending to lead the way. Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng held his hand tightly and didn't let go.

"If you weren't the old leader's only son, I would have just given you a pair of silver handcuffs. Tell me, why did you arrest that young girl?"

Lu Chiye scratched his hair in frustration, his handsome face scrunched up like a steamed bun: "Xiao Niao and I are in a relationship. It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Don't mention my dad! He's dead, why bring him up!"

Zhang Feng did not relax because of the meaning behind his words. He continued to ask, "Then why did you lead them around the whole capital?"

At this point, Lu Chiye looked at Zhang Feng speechlessly, "I didn't want to wander around either! But do you remember my nickname?"

Lu Chiye, true to his name, is a hopeless road idiot.

Back when this kid first joined the army, he was considered outstanding among all the new recruits. After all, he inherited his father's genes. Whether it was drill training, physical training, or housekeeping, he excelled in everything.

Later, the army organized a large-scale jungle warfare exercise, requiring new recruits to complete a series of tasks in a complex jungle environment.

At first, everything went smoothly. Thanks to his excellent physical condition and combat skills, he quickly completed several small objectives. But who could have imagined that he would get lost just as he was preparing to head to the next mission point? He wandered through the jungle for hours, becoming increasingly confused and completely disoriented. He vividly illustrated the saying, "I'm still at the starting point until the very end." From then on, the nickname "Wilderness with No Directions" stuck.

Lu Chiye helplessly spread his hands and said to Zhang Feng, "I originally wanted to bring the little bird here, but you know how the hutongs in Kyoto are. Once my sense of direction kicks in, I just start wandering around aimlessly. I'm really desperate!"

Zhang Feng believed him to some extent after hearing this. He was both annoyed and amused. He let go of his hand and said, "Take me to see Chen He right now. If you dare to lie to me, you'll be sorry."

Lu Chiye nodded hurriedly, rubbing his hands as he led the way. Talking to a madman really strains your wrists!

The two arrived at the main courtyard. Lu Chiye knocked on the bedroom door and said to the person inside, "Little Bird, don't be angry anymore. Someone has come to pick you up."

The door didn't open as expected; instead, there was a thud, like something heavy had hit it. Immediately afterward, a curse came from inside: "You shameless old idiot! You've made me starve for an hour, and you still dare to try and fool me?! Get out! I don't want to see you!"

Lu Chiye is only 26, is he old?

Zhang Feng felt a pang of sadness at having been so busy for so long. However, judging from the strong, resonant voice, he felt he had done his job well for Fu Yingzhou.

Pushing Lu Chiye aside, Zhang Feng walked to the door and said loudly, "Is that Miss Shen He inside? Your cousin Shishi called the police and asked me to come find you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the rustling sound of shoes being put on inside, followed by the clattering of footsteps. Shen He opened the door.

The door was only slightly ajar, and a pair of large, round eyes peered through the crack: "Where's my sister? Why didn't she come?"

"Those two should be at the police station waiting for news." After saying that, Zhang Feng showed Shen He his identification.

Shen He hurriedly opened the door, and good heavens, the scene inside made both men exclaim in surprise! Lu Chiye's master bedroom looked as if it had been bombarded by the Second Battalion Commander's Italian cannon.

Brutal, utterly brutal!

Shen He, who had overexerted herself, had rosy cheeks and looked much better than Lu Chiye, who was deathly pale. The little girl seemed a bit embarrassed: "Thank you for your hard work, police officer."

Zhang Feng shook his head: "You young couples should know your limits when you're fooling around. Luckily, your parents don't know anything this time. Otherwise, they would be worried sick."

"My phone is dead. I thought Lu Chiye would have a charger. I forgot we don't have the same model."

"Let's go. I'll see you off."

Lu Chiye stepped forward: "Goodbye, Crazy Brother, I'll take her home."

Hearing this, Shen He quickly waved his hand: "Officer, he keeps threatening me. He's a big bad guy. You should take me there!"

Zhang Feng waved helplessly, and the two of them walked out, leaving Lu Chiye alone to look pitifully at Shen He's retreating figure.

The two walked towards the intersection, and Shen He was about to express his gratitude again when Zhang Feng raised his hand and gestured for them to stop.

Am I that old?

When Zhang Feng was in the army, he was exposed to wind and sun, which tanned his skin. Later, as a policeman, he worked day and night, and became too lazy to shave or cut his hair.

But Shen He was quick-witted; she immediately shook her head and said, "Not old at all, really not old. The woman is called Police Flower, and you are Police Tree!"

"twice."

Shen He looked completely bewildered.

"Don't call me 'police uncle' again."

Fine, men are just being dramatic!