There's something wrong with me

Chapter 108 Shocking! Zhang Feng is a god!

It seems like we are back on track.

Between work and home, I practiced my martial arts while chatting and talking nonsense with Lao Zhao. My life was quite leisurely.

And on the third day.

This train happened to be heading to the mountain province where Boss Long was located.

Front of the car.

Zhang Feng leaned against the door, looking at the piece of paper in his hand, which contained the address of Boss Long's restaurant and his contact number.

Didi—

Call.

Zhang Feng watched Lao Zhao operate while waiting for the call to be connected.

Just one minute passed, until there was a busy tone and the other party didn't answer.

After thinking about it, he continued to fight.

Still no one answered.

Afterwards, Zhang Feng called his restaurant again.

It rang for a long time, but no one answered.

I looked at the watch again, it was only seven o'clock, probably too early.

……

noon.

"Captain, I'll go back first."

The liaison officer came to the front of the car specifically to deliver meals to Zhang Feng, Lao Zhao, and a co-pilot.

Finish it in a few bites.

Seeing that it was noon, Zhang Feng also called Boss Long.

But after ringing for a while, there was still no one.

Afterwards, Zhang Feng called the hotel again, but there was still no one there.

"It's almost noon now, and the restaurant should have been open early. Why can't I get in touch with you?"

Zhang Feng looked at the piece of paper and verified the two phone numbers to make sure he had dialed neither wrong number.

I thought about it.

Zhang Feng called the criminal police.

In case Boss Long changes his job again, it would be better to know this earlier so that he doesn’t have to make a trip to the city.

After about ten seconds, the call was connected.

"Hello?" The detective's voice was deliberately lowered.

At the same time, there were gunshots coming from the other side. It seemed like a war was going on, or someone was being arrested. There was even a voice saying "Gather at 3 o'clock".

Zhang Feng heard the voice and said quickly, "You're on a mission and you're still answering the phone? Hang up."

"No! Don't!" the detective said hurriedly, "It's a confrontation exercise organized by the team."

The criminal police are currently in an unfinished building, and more than a dozen teammates are fighting in groups.

This is part of their daily assessment and internal training within the investigation bureau, so they are allowed to bring their cell phones, as long as they are on silent mode.

"You're not eating lunch, and you're still training?" Zhang Feng changed the subject, "Your boss is really something."

"That's right!" The detective also wanted to say something bad.

Just as he was speaking, a gunshot rang out nearby.

At the same time, a surprised voice was heard.

"Damn it! Lao Fang! The assessment only happens once a week, and you're answering the phone now? You're really awesome! Didn't you write enough inspections?
Have you forgotten how Lao Kang scolded you last time?"

Lao Kang is the eldest of them.

"Be serious," the detective said to him unhappily, "It's Captain Zhang calling. I set up a special vibration alert."

With the words "Captain Zhang", the surrounding area seemed to become quiet.

Then Zhang Feng heard a group of deliberately suppressed footsteps approaching the phone.

They all wore hard-soled shoes, and the unfinished buildings had concrete floors that were rough-hewn, so the texture and the banging sounds were easy to hear.

Of course, it is very easy for Zhang Feng.

Normal people can't hear it.

At the same time, Zhang Feng heard these voices, and since the other side was full of criminal police, perhaps due to his previous experience as a 'chief criminal police instructor', he also said directly:
"The center of gravity is on the heels. The knees, ankles, and joints need to remain flexible.

It’s good to practice with hard leather shoes, and you can start with the harder parts and then move on to the easier parts, but it’s better to practice barefoot first to get a feel for the touch.”

Zhang Feng directly taught the disciples,
“I’ll write you a detailed technique for using joints to exert force and find the sense of touch.

You can also try practicing barefoot now.

When the time comes, cooperate with the training method, find the feeling before and after, and find the difference in force.

As long as you practice well, I can listen to your steps over the phone, not in person.

Because of the phone, I won't know when you eavesdrop again."

"Uh..." The detectives who were eavesdropping on the super driver's phone call looked at each other in embarrassment.

But it was precisely because someone could easily tell that they were eavesdropping through the phone that made them feel embarrassed, but more shocked and admired.

"Thank you, Captain Zhang!"

"Captain, let's continue practicing!"

"Let's practice according to what the commander said now!"

"Go, go, start practicing with your shoes off!"

As they talked, they took off their shoes and started practicing on the cement ground with pebbles.

When the detective saw them walk away, he was speechless for a few seconds, then he said seriously, "Captain, what's the matter?"

"Regarding Boss Long, he's the one whose phone number and address I asked you to check." Zhang Feng asked, "Can you arrange for someone you know in the area to go to his restaurant and take a look?

His phone number and the hotel phone number were disconnected."

"Shouldn't he?" The detective was puzzled. "When we called you, our people went to his restaurant specifically for dinner and even went out of their way to identify the place.

Could it be..."

At this point, he speculated, "Could it be that we've alerted the enemy?"

"Is he a criminal?" Zhang Feng asked, "What serious criminal record does he have?"

"No," the detective said truthfully, "He has no criminal record in the police station."

"Then you alerted the enemy and made me think that he really had something wrong." Zhang Feng shook his head. "Lao Fang, you are a criminal police officer. The same word has completely different meanings when it comes out of your mouth."

"Then..." Lao Fang said after thinking, "How should I describe it? Did it... startle him? Or... disturb him? Did it make him... scared?"

As he spoke, he felt something was not right, then he seemed to realize something and suddenly said, "Eh? No!
If he's fine, why is he running?

He ran away at the slightest sign of trouble. It's obvious that something is wrong!
How about... I investigate him further?

Anyway, the rats are gone, and now all that’s left is the cleanup work and looking for any rats that may still be there.

Our people are on the move every day, so we might just bump into them."

"Then let's meet." Zhang Feng was also curious about what Boss Long was running off to. "Let me know if you find him. Thank you very much."

"Don't thank me." Lao Fang said with a smile, "Our bureau is also planning to split up the staff and assign them to various locations. It will be a matter of convenience for us to help out when the time comes."

……

In the afternoon, Lao Fang called back and first talked about the restaurant.

This phone call let Zhang Feng know that Boss Long’s restaurant was no longer operating.

Specifically, on the day the rat cave was cleared out, Boss Long suddenly dismissed the shop assistants.

There is indeed something wrong with this matter.

Then let them meet.

Also on the second night.

Zhang Feng also came to Shan Province and went to the small restaurant in person.

It is true that everyone has left, but everything in the hotel is still there.

Then go to the alley at the back and climb in from the second floor.

Zhang Feng looked around but didn't find anything valuable.

"You're not saying it's related to rats, are you? Is he a rat person?"

Otherwise, why would he run away on the day the rats were cleared out?

Zhang Feng was thinking about it, and suddenly this idea came to his mind.

But think about it.

Zhang Feng quickly rejected this idea.

Because of the character of the guest in this world, although they had only known each other for a short time, Zhang Feng knew that he was a person who did his own thing.

There is always a strange sense of pride in my heart.

When offered martial arts, he refused it without a second thought.

As for the world of criminal police, they are even more independent and hate evil.

He killed the evildoers and cut open their stomachs. When he saw a mouse, he said he would eat it raw.

Zhang Fengdu believed it.

……

In a blink of an eye.

Another two years have passed.

It's another winter, and this year it snowed early.

A morning before dawn.

The winter wind was blowing like throwing knives, and big snowflakes were floating.

Forty-year-old Zhang Feng, holding his thermos cup, was already outside the door before all the passengers arrived on the train. He shook off the snow on his body and sat down in the warm train cab.

Old Zhao arrived earlier than Zhang Feng and was checking the equipment.

"have you eaten?"

Zhang Feng put down the teacup filled with the Huajin medicinal soup, put his hands in his pockets,

"If you haven't eaten yet, I'll ask the conductor to bring you some. He's queuing up at the station entrance to buy tea eggs."

The little police officer is the apprentice who helps catch mice.

"He brings it? I think it's better to forget it." Old Zhao is fifty-three years old this year, but he still likes to dress up. He shaves his beard cleanly and his hair is neatly combed.

"Last time you said you'd let the young conductor take care of us, but he was queuing to buy egg pancakes, saw a thief, and chased him for five miles. He even missed his shift. The station had to arrange someone else for our trip.

You see, the conductor is just a train conductor. If something happens outside, he can just hand it over to the local brothers.

There was another patrol nearby, but he didn't say anything and just chased after them on his own.

Yes, that’s true, but there are also people waiting for him in the car.”

"This kid is really stubborn sometimes. He can't tell the important things from the important ones and likes to do things on his own." Zhang Feng took out his phone. "Come on, have you eaten yet? If not, I'll ask him to bring you some."

"Okay, two, and a shortbread." Old Zhao laughed, then suddenly shook his head and said, "Captain, I see there are a lot of red cars in the station now.

Fortunately, thanks to you, our car was upgraded to an air-conditioned one, so it didn’t get scraped.”

He looked out the window at a red car.
“Nowadays, they are either red or olive green, and we have very few dark green old cars.

I don’t know if I can continue to ride our old friend to work until I retire.”

"Don't think about anything." While sending a message to the young police officer, Zhang Feng took out a cigarette and threw one to Lao Zhao.

Click, light it up.

Zhang Feng leaned comfortably on his bench and said to him who was also smoking:
"The police officer is not our apprentice, but he runs errands for us every day, and then you report him to me.

But your new young apprentice is a fucking weirdo, coming to school on time every day.

Coming ten minutes early is like asking for his life. I come this early every day, and all I see is you slurring your efforts cleaning the place.

Then, you didn't dare to say a word to your apprentice, thinking that the young police officer was easy to bully and picking on him every day."

"It's a new era." Old Zhao laughed and said, "It's already 14, the old ways are no longer popular.

What apprentice is half a slave? Just try to fool me.

Nowadays, everyone is a college student. If you treat them like slaves, they will come up with a lot of theories and label you as someone from the old era. This will scare you so much that you will fall under the bed when you sleep and shout "Long live socialism."

But the little police officer is still an honest man, haha."

"Haha." Zhang Feng was also amused by Lao Zhao. He pointed at him for several seconds before saying, "Really, Lao Zhao, from the moment I first met you, I felt that you were wasting your talent as a driver.

You really should do crosstalk, really."

"Oh? The conductor thinks so too?" Old Zhao became interested. "Let me tell you, conductor, I actually learned it before..."

Lao Zhao is a man of good conversation and his words are very humorous.

Once he starts talking, he won't be able to stop.

"Well, indeed, you have the talent." After Zhang Feng deliberately opened the conversation, it felt like listening to a live skit, which was really exciting.

But Lao Zhao hadn’t spoken for twenty minutes yet.

A young conductor, who was nearly thirty years old and looked mature, came from the front of the car with hot eggs in his arms.

Zhang Feng was sitting on a bench near the door, so he opened the car door for him and waved.
"Come up and warm up."

"Hey, conductor, Uncle Zhao." The young conductor came up after brushing off the snow on his body. Then he seemed to have something on his mind, and after greeting, he stopped talking.

Zhang Feng saw this, raised his leg slightly, and kicked him in the thigh. "Man, if you have something to say, just tell me. Once you've said it, we'll find a way to solve it. Don't waste time."

The young conductor was kicked, and after a sudden sigh, he said in a somewhat depressed mood: "Captain, you don't live in our family compound, you don't know.

The old driver had breathing problems the day before yesterday and was admitted to the hospital at night. I went there last night and the doctor said that his blood vessels were blocked and he needed a thoracotomy, but... but he... is over 70 years old. Can he undergo a thoracotomy?

This morning, the old driver didn't want to spend the extra money on the surgery, so he asked his son to take it home for him."

"At home?" Zhang Feng stood up directly.

"Captain!" The young police officer hurriedly stepped in and said, "The old conductor told me specifically not to tell you, I... when you go there... I... this?"

"Get lost." Zhang Feng pushed him away. "Old Zhao is right. You're in your sixties, but you still can't tell the difference between the important and the urgent."

……

The old conductor and the young police officer knew that Zhang Feng was skilled in martial arts, but they did not think that Zhang Feng could cure illnesses and save lives.

Because Zhang Feng never showed it.

So they didn't say anything, for fear of causing more trouble to Zhang Fengping.

Similarly, it was the first time that Zhang Feng encountered his friend who was seriously ill in the adventure world.

Even when I visited him during the Chinese New Year last year, he was in good health.

It's only been a year, how could he become so sick?

Meanwhile, on the way there.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but recall his meeting with the old driver.

I still vaguely remember that when I first came into this world, I fell asleep in the back.

Not only did the old conductor not disturb me or criticize me, he even treated me to a box of sausages when I woke up and went to the restaurant.

Being able to become a train conductor is also due to the efforts of the veteran train conductors.

I became the train conductor a few years ago, and the old train conductor was always busy coming to take charge every day to help me share the pressure.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that time passed so quickly.

Ta-ta-ta—

In thoughts.

Zhang Feng drove a crew member's car to the railway family compound.

"Captain Zhang?"

Many people at the station lived near here and recognized Zhang Feng.

"Yeah." Zhang Feng nodded slightly, holding the medicine he bought on the road, and walked straight towards Building No. 2.

Got up to the fifth floor.

"Old team leader!" Zhang Feng knocked on the security door.

After more than ten seconds, the door inside opened and it was the old team leader's child.

He is almost fifty this year.

The first time Zhang Feng met him was when they had dinner at the old team leader's house in the first year. He was only in his twenties at that time.

"Lao Zhang, why are you here?" He was very surprised.

"Open the door first." Zhang Feng looked into the room and saw several people inside.

When they heard the door open, many people looked at Zhang Feng, and they also knew Zhang Feng.

Among them are two flight attendants who are on leave today.

The rest are also people from the station.

"Captain." They greeted Zhang Feng one after another after seeing him enter the room.

"You guys are evil, really evil." Zhang Feng pushed them aside and walked towards the old team leader's room. "You guys are hiding things from me. I really can't say anything about you guys."

open the door.

The old team leader was lying on the bed with an IV drip.

His wife held his hand by the bed.

"Xiao Feng." When the old lady saw Zhang Feng coming, she hurriedly wiped her tears and wanted to give up her seat to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng shook his head and walked to the bedside. Under the gaze of everyone outside the door, he did not greet the old team leader, but put his palm on his pulse.

"Xiao...Xiao Feng..." The old team leader wanted to sit up and spoke with a little breath.

Zhang Feng still shook his head, asked him to lie down, and then took his pulse again.

After just a few seconds, Zhang Feng's face turned cold, "This is not a disease, someone poisoned me, which caused the cardiovascular blockage.

I've seen this kind of medicine before."

There is another sentence that I saw in a rat hole.

"It's a rat..." Zhang Feng didn't expect that there were still remnants of this evil in the world, and he also found his good friend.

At this moment, Zhang Feng knew what murderous intent meant.

They must be eliminated as soon as possible and must be killed!

"Poisoned?"

"Can the train commander treat illnesses?"

The people outside the house were a little surprised to see that Zhang Feng could cure diseases.

Zhang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them at all. Instead, he used overclocking resonance and placed his palm lightly on the old team leader's chest.

The next moment, the old team leader coughed a few times, and then the back of his hand gradually turned red.

Zhang Feng pulled out the needle with his other hand, then swept it across like a sharp sword, cutting open the red back of his hand, and a few drops of purple-red blood flowed out.

"This is not a normal blood vessel blockage."

Zhang Feng pressed his wound, and in front of everyone's stunned gaze, in just one minute, as he released his hand, the wound stopped bleeding and seemed to have closed.

"What kind of medical skill is this?" Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Feng looked at the old team leader, whose breathing was obviously much smoother, and saw his excitement and gratitude.

"Old team leader, let's not talk for now. Let me see if the person who poisoned me is nearby."

Zhang Feng interrupted him, stood up and walked to the window.

Because it is on the fifth floor, the view is wide, and there are no anti-theft windows here.

Zhang Feng took in the entire courtyard at a glance and saw no trace of rats.

But downstairs on the left, there was a car with its curtains drawn that looked a bit strange, and its wheels were slightly flat.

Remember it.

Zhang Feng then retracted his gaze and said to the two excited flight attendants, "Go boil some water and make the medicine."

at the same time.

There were four small-faced men in the car downstairs.

They are the only four rats left in the world besides the Investigation Bureau.

They poisoned the old team leader in order to lure Zhang Feng out and kill him.

Because it is generally recognized in the world that Zhang Feng is the best master.

According to some rumors, they are the ones who killed the most of their kind.

After two years of inquiring, although they already knew where Zhang Feng worked, they did not dare to approach rashly, so they wanted to poison him first, and then take the opportunity to kill him when Zhang Feng came here.

Now is the right time to make plans with them.

They calculated the time and prepared to ambush in the corridor.

However, as they opened the car door and came to the downstairs of Building No. 2.

Fifth floor.

After hearing the sound of the car door, Zhang Feng also stood up and looked out the window.

"I'm not looking for you, but you dare to come looking for me."

next second.

despair-

With a slight sound, everyone was shocked to see Zhang Feng jump down from the fifth floor.

"Someone jumped down..."

"It's Captain Zhang..."

People in the courtyard also saw Zhang Feng jump out from the fifth floor.

At the same time, the four mice heard the pedestrians upstairs and in the yard screaming behind them, and subconsciously looked up.

嗤—

Zhang Feng gathered his strength in mid-air, and after a short rest on the balcony on the third floor, he rushed towards the two leading mice like a sharp sword.

despair!
The arms are like bows.

Zhang Feng placed his palms on the heads of the two mice!
The huge force prevented the two mice from reacting and half of their heads were already stuffed into their chest cavities.

"squeak!"

The remaining two showed expressions of horror. They didn't expect that Zhang Feng's strength was far beyond their imagination.

The instinct of survival makes them swing their tails and run away to the left and right.

簌—

Zhang Feng used his feet to shake off the snow, caught up with the mouse on the left in one step, and swung out with his other foot.

Click!

The mouse's body broke in half, and after flying several meters, it hit the wall, with blood splattering from its head.

Turn around.

Zhang Feng shrunk the distance by an inch, crossed a distance of more than 30 meters, and caught up with the last one.

boom!
A punch was thrown, and with the resonance of internal force, the moment it hit the back of the mouse, it was like a sharp axe, knocking the heart of the last mouse out of the chest cavity and shattering the sternum.

call-

The next second, all four mice were killed.

In the astonished eyes of everyone.

Zhang Feng exhaled a long breath of hot air, like a divine sword pill, the pent-up strength dissipated, the surging blood and energy were like magma, white mist surrounded him like clouds of ascension, and all the snow around him melted away.

(End of this chapter)