Nominal: My senior brothers are all big shots

The two remained silent for the rest of the time; Qi Tongwei needed to think things through carefully.

Half an hour later, the car stopped downstairs in a residential building, and Qi Tongwei got out of the car.

"I bought this apartment complex. Your sister-in-law doesn't know. I bought it for Chen Yang. Now you can live here. Everything inside is new." Qi Tongwei looked up at the apartment complex and said sadly.

"I have to say, you're quite deeply in love with this woman named Chen Yang," Lin Feng said, looking at Qi Tongwei with sympathy.

"Sigh!" Qi Tongwei sighed and didn't say anything more, then led Lin Feng inside.

In an old residential area in Beijing, a Jinbei van is parked downstairs.

"Director Hou, shall we take action? It's been so long, and his wife and children still haven't come out. What if they don't leave tonight?" A young man sitting in the driver's seat turned to Hou Liangping, who was lying in the passenger seat, and asked.

"That's right, that's right," a young woman behind her chimed in.

"No, I usually take my child to tutoring classes at five o'clock. He's probably still packing up today. Let's wait a bit longer," Hou Liangping replied.

"Seriously? We're still waiting? Director Hou, I've heard that jumping off buildings is all the rage these days. Recently, a suspect in one of the districts was investigated and jumped off a building to commit suicide. Just so you know, our Director Zhao lives on the fourth floor!" the young man in the driver's seat complained.

"Fourth floor, huh? If someone jumps from there, they'll be crippled even if they don't die. Everyone says that people with depression are prone to jumping off buildings. What if Director Zhao catches this disease too? We'd better be careful," the girl in the back seat laughed.

"Don't worry, our Director Zhao will have countless reasons to live a good life," Hou Liangping said, sitting up.

Meanwhile, at the Handong Provincial Procuratorate in Jingzhou, a police car from the procuratorate was being intercepted by a black sedan as it drove out of the procuratorate's gate. Inside the sedan sat Ji Changming, the chief procurator of the Handong Provincial Procuratorate.

"Chief Prosecutor Ji, what's going on?" Chen Hai got out of the bread truck and walked quickly to the back seat of the black sedan.

Ji Changming slowly rolled down the car window and said to Chen Hai, "Chen Hai, you've got some nerve. You're going to arrest a bureau-level official without even consulting the provincial party committee. What are you trying to do?"

"Chief Prosecutor, didn't I already report this to you on the phone? Besides, this is an instruction from the Supreme People's Procuratorate's Anti-Corruption Bureau. The operation in Beijing has already begun, and we are tasked with apprehending the suspect. If the suspect escapes because of our slow action, we'll be in big trouble," Chen Hai reminded Ji Changming somewhat indignantly.

"We're in big trouble now. What are you planning to do? You're about to take action, and then you suddenly call me. What does that mean? Are you acting first and asking questions later?" Ji Changming questioned.

"Say nothing more, halt the operation for now, and come with me to the Provincial Party Committee to report," Ji Changming then instructed.

"The operation can't stop now..." Chen Hai wanted to argue, but Ji Changming immediately interrupted him. "Why not? Get in my car now."

Chen Hai shook his head helplessly, then opened the car door and got in.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng grabbed a quick dinner at a nearby restaurant and then strolled along the road.

Not far ahead, a girl's scream shattered the tranquility of the night. Three drunken men were harassing a young girl, who was trapped against the riverbank railing with nowhere to retreat.

"Let go! I don't know you!" The girl's voice was filled with obvious fear as she tried to push away a red-faced man who reached out and grabbed her arm, but the difference in strength was too great.

"Let's be friends, little sister, don't be such a spoilsport." Another man wearing a gold chain chuckled and reached out to touch the girl's face.

Lin Feng frowned and quickly walked over.

"Hey," Lin Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached their ears, "They said they don't know you."

The three men turned at the sound, and seeing Lin Feng alone and dressed plainly, they immediately showed disdain. The red-faced man released the girl, swayed, and turned to Lin Feng, reeking of alcohol, "Who the hell are you? Who are you to meddle in other people's business?"

The girl took the opportunity to step back a few steps, gripping the railing tightly, her face pale, and looked at Lin Feng for help.

Lin Feng ignored the red-faced man's provocation, but his gaze paused slightly when it fell on the girl's face—was it her? The girl he had seen at the airport and the Guangming District government building. Her name seemed to be Su Wanqing.

"Let's get out of here before anything happens," Lin Feng said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the three of them.

"Hey! Pretty cocky!" The man with the gold chain spat, and together with another short, stocky man who hadn't spoken until now, they surrounded them. "You really can't get involved in this mess today!"

The red-faced man cursed and threw a punch at Lin Feng's face.

Lin Feng easily dodged to the side, while his right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the other man's wrist and pulling him along. The red-faced man, already unsteady on his feet, staggered forward with this clever pull, crashing into a nearby landscape stone with a "bang," clutching his forehead and groaning in pain.

Seeing this, the man with the gold chain pulled out a folding knife from his waist, and with a "click," the blade popped out, viciously stabbing towards Lin Feng's waist and abdomen. Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, and instead of retreating, he advanced. Just as the blade was about to reach him, his left hand precisely struck the inside of the man's wrist holding the knife.

The man with the gold chain felt a numbness in his wrist, and the knife flew out of his hand, arcing into the river.

Before he could react, Lin Feng's right foot had already subtly hooked around his ankle, and his left hand gently pushed him from behind. The man with the gold chain immediately lost his balance and fell forward to the ground with a solid thud.

Finally, the short, stocky man charged forward, yelling, and threw a powerful punch.

Lin Feng leaned back slightly, and the opponent's fist grazed the tip of his nose. In the instant the opponent shifted his weight and leaned forward, Lin Feng's right hand, fingers together, moved with lightning speed, swiftly striking a point under the opponent's ribs.

The short, stocky man froze abruptly, groaned, and bent over, clutching his ribs. His face showed pain, and he was momentarily unable to muster any strength.

The whole process took only a dozen seconds. The three men, who were originally full of arrogance, were now all incapacitated: one was covering his head, one was lying on the ground, and one was bent over.

Lin Feng didn't look at them again, turning to walk towards the girl. She seemed not to have fully recovered from this sudden turn of events, staring blankly at him.

"Little sister, are you alright? We meet again?" Lin Feng's voice was cheeky, completely different from his sharp tone just now.

Su Wanqing blinked and let out a long sigh of relief. Hearing Lin Feng's cheeky voice, she immediately recognized him. "It's you, you bastard."

Upon hearing the word "bastard," Lin Feng pursed his lips but remained silent.

Just then, a police siren came on; it's unclear which kind person called the police.