Chapter 65

"What is it? Of course, it's checking IDs!" Ferren sneered, "Take out your ID."

The two thugs still had a bit of sleep in their eyes. They hadn't expected to be discovered by Ferren just two minutes after starting to monitor the small shop. In fact, their half-open, half-closed eyelids had successfully hidden their intentions, and Ferren hadn't noticed them in the shop. It was Old Wang who happened to spot them.

The red-haired thug, upon hearing Ferren's demand for IDs, spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "Sir, I didn't bring my ID. Is that illegal?" The blue-haired thug also looked at Ferren with a mocking smile.

"From the looks of it, you're reminding me to use my search authority, right?" Ferren said calmly, "According to current regulations, I have the right to ask you to show your identification. If you can't, I will have reasonable grounds to suspect you and conduct a search. Do you want to try it?"

At the mention of a search, the red-haired thug broke out in a cold sweat. He had a few packets of K-powder on him, and if they were found, he would definitely end up in jail. Thinking of this, he quickly changed his expression and smiled at Ferren, "Sir, I just forgot it. I didn't leave it at home. Since you like to check IDs, I'll show you."

As he spoke, the red-haired thug pulled out his ID from his pocket and handed it to Ferren. However, a flash of malice passed through his eyes, unnoticed by others.

With Ferren's keen eyesight, he naturally saw the red-haired thug's unusual expression but didn't take it seriously. At that moment, the red-haired thug deliberately loosened his grip, and the ID card fell to the ground.

Ferren could have easily caught it, but he didn't. Instead, he slapped the blue-haired thug's shoulder. The blue-haired thug stumbled, about to get angry, but his foot, which had stepped forward, unfortunately hit the narrow edge of the red-haired thug's ID card that had just landed.

"Smack!"

A slight sound, and the red-haired thug's ID card, hit in just the right spot, flew out like a frisbee and landed in a half-foot-deep ditch of sewage by the roadside.

This unexpected coincidence left the two thugs speechless, unsure of how to react.

Ferren spread his hands and said, "It seems I'll have to ask you to come to the police station to explain this. Otherwise, I won't be able to report it properly!"

The two thugs, who still had drugs on them, dared not go to the police station with Ferren. The red-haired thug quickly picked up the ID card, wiped the dirt off with a napkin, and handed it to Ferren, "Sir, if you want to check my ID, go ahead. Why do we need to go to the police station?"

Ferren sneered, "But now your ID card is so dirty, it should be replaced. If you don't believe me, I can ask a couple of colleagues. See if they agree with me."

By this point, the two thugs realized Ferren was toying with them. Faced with Ferren's sharp words, they felt powerless and were almost being led by the nose.

At this moment, Ferren suddenly turned his head and glared at a guy a few dozen meters away, wearing a floral shirt and a buzz cut. The buzz-cut guy was also looking at him and gave a sinister smile.

The two thugs followed Ferren's gaze and saw the buzz-cut guy, calling out hesitantly, "Boss!" "Prince!"

The buzz-cut guy glanced at the two and walked over, smirking, "Sir Ferren, my little brothers didn't bother you, right? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Qi Yuantai, everyone here calls me Prince. Zhuang Sheng is my junior brother!"

Ferren stared at him like a hawk, "Did you tell your men to keep an eye on me?"

"Nothing much, I just can't stand my junior brother suffering in pain. The doctors say he's almost getting sepsis," Qi Yuantai said, grinding his teeth, "So when I saw Sir Ferren's Ferrari in the garage, I thought I'd come and say hello!"

Ferren laughed dryly and said coldly, "Zhuang Sheng getting sepsis has nothing to do with me. No one is stopping him from getting an amputation."

Hearing this, Qi Yuantai's face twisted, and he roared, "You know very well why my junior brother refuses to get an amputation!" His appearance and loud voice scared passersby, who quickly moved away.

Ferren lazily scratched his ear and sneered, "I've only ever heard of police shouting at gangsters. I didn't expect gangsters to shout at the police today. Looks like I have to check your ID."

Prince laughed heartily, "Check my ID? In Yau Ma Tei, my face is my ID!"

"Then you're choosing to be searched, right?" Ferren asked, turning off his phone that had been recording and putting it away.

Prince spread his arms wide and said boldly, "If you have the guts, go ahead!"

Ferren looked him up and down and suddenly moved.

Immediately, Qi Yuantai also moved, even taking the initiative. He accelerated, stepped to the side, and completed the actions in less than a blink. Despite his quick step, it was in line with the Baguazhang principles, and he was very steady, thrusting his palm directly at Ferren's chest.

Baguazhang!

Ferren had seen many internal martial arts in the cycle space and immediately recognized the palm technique Prince was using. The problem was, Baguazhang is good for mobile combat, but Prince seemed to want a quick resolution.

On this busy street, with many passersby, Prince's choice suited Ferren perfectly. He took a step forward, seemingly slow but actually fast, and swung a punch.

"Bang!"

Without any extra movements, the two clashed, fist against palm, in a real fight!

Almost simultaneously, Qi Yuantai's other palm struck, aiming for Ferren's ribs. Ferren secretly gathered the Xuanjin Gong energy inside him, took a hard hit from Prince, and with his other hand, struck Qi Yuantai's ribs in the same manner.

Ferren felt a slight tremor in his organs and took a half-step back, but felt nothing else. Qi Yuantai, on the other hand, spat out a mouthful of blood, stumbled back several steps, and finally fell to the ground, his knees buckling.

Xie Yixin had lost her appetite since Ferren left and had been watching him. When she saw Ferren and Prince's straightforward fight, which seemed to lack any technical content, her eyes narrowed. She couldn't figure out what was happening!

To Xie Yixin, it looked like a street fight, where one side won and the other lost after a hard punch. Such a straightforward fight was hard for her to accept. However, out of concern, she put down her chopsticks, rushed out of the shop, and went to Ferren's side, shouting at Prince, "You dare to attack a police officer?!"

Qi Yuantai tried to argue but spat out more blood. The two thugs, who had been standing there, quickly came to his aid, "Prince, are you okay?"

Qi Yuantai pushed away the thugs' hands and struggled to get up, but his injuries were severe, and his legs couldn't support him. After several attempts, he still couldn't stand. Fortunately, his hands could still support him, but the trembling showed that his injuries were serious, with internal injuries certain, though the extent was unknown.

At this moment, Ferren sneered, "Qi Yuantai, do you really think reaching the hidden strength level makes you invincible? What a joke!"

Indeed, Qi Yuantai's Baguazhang had reached the middle stage of hidden strength, far surpassing his junior brother Zhuang Sheng's iron sand palm, which was still at the visible strength level.

It's worth noting that reaching the hidden strength level means one has entered the realm of internal martial arts. The power of the fists and palms is significant, but it doesn't rely on hard fists or palms to injure. The essence of internal martial arts is the whole-body force, concentrating the entire body's strength at one point. It appears to be a fist-to-fist fight, but it actually maximizes the body's strength. Additionally, the fists and palms contain special force techniques, so once hit, one is either severely injured or dies.

However, for the current Ferren, with the protection of Xuanjin Gong and physical strength several times that of a normal person, internal martial arts below the transformation level couldn't injure him. In other words, internal martial arts experts at the peak of the transformation level could almost touch the membrane of the first-stage gene lock. But unless someone could fully master the transformation level and enter the virtual strength level, breaking through the first-stage gene lock, they couldn't definitely defeat Ferren. Otherwise, even transformation-level experts would find it hard to gain an advantage against Ferren.

Of course, this is just in terms of pure martial arts. If it were a cold weapon fight or a contest of killing intent, even those well-trained transformation-level experts would be far from "Ten Thousand Slashes" Ferren.

"You, you actually... I never thought, really never thought, cough!" Prince spat out another mouthful of blood, "Cough... Your skills have reached this level. It seems Zhuang Sheng was right to want to be your disciple!"

Ferren sneered, "But you chose wrong. Fighting me on the street to stand up for Zhuang Sheng? Or, as Madam asked, does this count as assaulting a police officer?"

"Hey, Sir, that's enough!" The blue-haired thug finally couldn't hold back and shouted at Ferren.

Ferren said coldly, "What do you mean, 'enough'? I haven't even checked your IDs yet!"

Xie Yixin chimed in, "Against the wall, IDs!"

At the same time, two night patrol officers arrived after receiving a citizen's report, "What's going on?"

Xie Yixin showed her badge, and Ferren said, "They refused to show their IDs and assaulted a police officer. I suspect they have contraband on them!"

The two patrol officers saw Prince sitting on the ground and their faces changed, but they still stepped forward and said to the two thugs, "Trouble with your IDs, please?"

The red-haired thug took out his dirty ID again, and the patrol officer, holding his nose, checked it with the control center and then asked the blue-haired thug, "Yours?"

The blue-haired thug indeed didn't have his ID and was about to argue when Ferren said, "Blue hair and red hair are a gang. One has an ID, the other doesn't, which is more suspicious. Search them!"

The two patrol officers hesitated, and Ferren added, "I'll search Qi Yuantai!" He walked over, grabbed Prince, and pinned him against the wall. Prince wanted to shout but, due to his severe injuries, could only spit out blood, unable to speak.

Seeing this, the two patrol officers felt Ferren was incredibly fierce and, urged by Xie Yixin, "Hurry up and search!" they no longer hesitated and pushed the two thugs against the wall.

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