Chapter 9

Unbeknownst to him, Ren Gaofeng was in the middle of the field, groaning and losing his fighting spirit, becoming more and more hesitant with each move.

Ren Gaofeng realized that Fei Lun's defense was impenetrable, clearly just toying with him, which made him feel a knot in his heart, causing his movements to slow down.

Fei Lun, with his keen eyes, seized the opportunity to advance, breaking through Ren Gaofeng's boxing screen. With his left hand, he deflected the punches with a slap on either side, and with his right hand, he struck Ren Gaofeng's abdomen, pushing him back.

Ren Gaofeng stumbled back several steps, almost falling to the ground. Fei Lun stood in place, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you for the opportunity!"

Although he didn't knock Ren Gaofeng down, this sudden move left the scene in stunned silence. For a moment, all the students were frozen, unsure of what had happened. They had been fighting well just a second ago, so how did it suddenly turn into a KO?

It was understandable that the students didn't understand the key points, as they hadn't seen Fei Lun's moves clearly. Ren Gaofeng, however, knew the truth. He understood that with the speed and power of the final move, Fei Lun had shown mercy.

Realizing this, Ren Gaofeng, who was a good loser, came over and patted Fei Lun on the shoulder, saying, "Fei, well done. I'll keep my word; you're exempt from the combat class."

Fei Lun waved his hand and said, "Sir Ren, I don't care about the exemption. How about you owe me a drink instead?"

Ren Gaofeng was taken aback but then understood that Fei Lun didn't want to make him look bad. He laughed and said, "Alright, I owe you a drink." He then gave Fei Lun a grateful look.

However, this made many of the students around them envious and jealous. Fortunately, since Fei Lun had won fair and square, the students all respected him. When he walked back to the line with a serious expression, they automatically made way for him to return to his position.

Although Ren Gaofeng was a good loser, he couldn't continue the class in this state. He immediately announced, "That's it for today. Dismissed!"

However, none of the students moved, waiting for Ren Gaofeng to leave first. Once his figure disappeared, they burst into laughter and scattered like birds and beasts.

After this incident, Ren Gaofeng and Fei Lun, who had become acquainted through conflict, quickly became close friends.

Two weeks later, on a weekend, Ren Gaofeng called Fei Lun to the instructor's dormitory, bringing out a few dishes and pastries he had prepared, intending to treat Fei Lun to a small meal.

"Unfortunately, we can't drink during training, so let's just have some juice for now!" Ren Gaofeng said to himself, pouring Fei Lun a full glass of juice with regret.

Fei Lun didn't hesitate to pick up the glass and drink half of the juice, then started eating the dishes. After tasting some braised peanuts, he took a homemade egg tart from Ren Gaofeng's family and started munching on it, saying, "Bro Ren, your dishes and pastries are pretty good, but without alcohol, this doesn't count!"

Ren Gaofeng was taken aback but then laughed heartily, "Alright, it doesn't count. Once you pass the probationary inspector training and tests, I'll treat you to ten rounds of beer!"

Fei Lun, with the remaining egg tart in his mouth, said, "Your word is enough. I'll treat you to a meal without alcohol in the future to make up for this one."

"Then I'll eat you out of house and home!" Ren Gaofeng joked, raising his glass of juice, "Come, let's drink!"

Fei Lun raised his glass and clinked it with Ren Gaofeng's, then drank it all in one go.

Ren Gaofeng also finished his glass of juice and said, "Alen, there's something you need to be aware of. Recently, 'Bao Nv' will be taking over your shooting training. You need to be careful."

Suddenly hearing about 'Bao Nv,' Fei Lun felt both depressed and confused, "This 'flower'... is a woman?"

"Of course, how can a man be called 'flower'? He'd be a transvestite!" Ren Gaofeng joked, then turned serious, "Don't underestimate her. Although she's not much older than you, she's an expert in firearms."

Fei Lun popped a peanut into his mouth and said, "What does it matter if she's good with guns?"

"It's not about the guns, it's about me," Ren Gaofeng said, "It's all because I once beat her in a combat match. She comes to teach every year and picks on me, but I always find ways to avoid her..."

"Avoided? That's great!" Fei Lun said while chewing on beef.

"What's great? You beat me in front of everyone, and now there's a rumor that she's targeting you," Ren Gaofeng said irritably, "Just like when Tyson challenged Holyfield."

"..."

Fei Lun was speechless, feeling more wronged than Dou'e. How did such an unexpected disaster fall on him? At least he had returned to his original world without any major disasters. If the roulette had pointed to a "more exciting time in the original space," he might have been reborn in the World Trade Center just before the attack.

Of course, there's no "if" in this world, so Fei Lun had to face the problem: "Old Ren, we were at most evenly matched. How did I beat you?"

"Tsk, do you think the other students are fools? They could see you had the upper hand," Ren Gaofeng sneered, "The public eye is sharp."

Fei Lun had just said that, but after hearing Ren Gaofeng's analysis, he deeply understood that this human disaster couldn't be avoided: "Whatever, I'll just take her down in a few moves."

Ren Gaofeng sneered, "You'll be done, and so will your future in the police force. Her father is the head of the Personnel and Training Department."

Fei Lun was speechless again. The head of the Personnel and Training Department was a Senior Assistant Commissioner, one of the highest ranks in the Hong Kong Police Force, second only to the Commissioner and two Deputy Commissioners.

In fact, the HKP had eight major figures: the Commissioner and two Deputy Commissioners, followed by four Senior Assistant Commissioners in charge of Operations, Criminal and Security, Personnel and Training, and Regulatory Affairs, making seven. The eighth was a civil servant (equivalent to a Senior Assistant Commissioner) in charge of Finance and Planning.

These eight people controlled the promotions of tens of thousands of police officers. If any of them found a small issue with Fei Lun, it wouldn't be purely out of malice. If they strictly followed the police regulations, Fei Lun, with his free-spirited personality, would eventually feel uncomfortable and might even resign.

However, before seeing his parents or getting closer to them, Fei Lun did not want such a situation to happen, not at all!

After a moment of thought, Fei Lun said, "Alright, I won't hurt her. I'll find a way to make her admit defeat."

Ren Gaofeng's lips curled into a smile, "Admit defeat? That's hard!" He then drank half a glass of juice.

Fei Lun didn't take the "hard" seriously, saying calmly, "I know what's hard and what's not. By the way, what's her name?"

"Her name is quite elegant. She's surnamed Xie, and her name is Xie Yixin!"

Fei Lun nodded slightly, but seeing the smile on Ren Gaofeng's face, which seemed to be gloating, he said, "Bro Ren, this seems to be your fault. Why are you happy that I'm taking the hit for you?"

Ren Gaofeng suppressed his laughter and asked, "Shouldn't I be happy that someone is taking the hit for me?"

"Damn!"

Although Ren Gaofeng had warned Fei Lun, the human disaster still came two days later when the firearms training officially began.

When a woman with two four-pointed stars on her shoulder, with measurements of 36D, 24, 36, appeared at the shooting range entrance, nine out of ten male students whistled.

Fei Lun could easily guess that this woman, around 27 or 28 years old, was the "Bao Nv" Xie Yixin that Ren Gaofeng had mentioned.

Xie Yixin had a stern expression and cold eyes, ignoring the whistles around her. She walked straight to Fei Lun and asked in a slightly hoarse but magnetic voice, "PI Fei?"

Fei Lun, who was 181 cm tall, noticed that Xie Yixin was only half a head shorter than him. Her curvaceous and vibrant figure was beyond description. Her camera-ready face and well-proportioned features, though not reaching the level of a national beauty, were still stunning. Even her wheat-colored skin exuded a unique charm, making it a pity that she didn't participate in beauty pageants.

The surrounding students were drooling, but Fei Lun's senses weren't as affected. After all, the main god in the cycle space had created a breathtakingly beautiful female bodyguard for him.

Imagine, after appreciating Wang Xizhi's genuine calligraphy every day, you wouldn't find Pang Xinhua's penmanship impressive. Fei Lun felt the same way about Xie Yixin. His expression didn't change, and he replied calmly, "Madam Xie?"

"It seems Brother Feng has already told you about me. Good!" Xie Yixin said, her slightly upturned lips forming an alluring curve, adding to her cold and elegant appearance.

Fei Lun sneered, "Just don't involve me in your issues with Old Ren."

Xie Yixin said proudly, "That's not up to you, because I'm the instructor, and you're the student!" She paused and then shouted, "Everyone, gather!"

The students, still drooling, quickly gathered like lapdogs, forming a line.

"Since you whistled when I came in, everyone, pick up your guns and run five laps around the shooting range!" Xie Yixin announced with a cold expression, but Fei Lun noticed a hint of mischief in her eyes.

So, before the run started, Fei Lun called out, "Report, Madam!"

"PI Fei, do you have a question?"

"Yes, Madam!" Fei Lun answered, "I didn't whistle just now!"

Xie Yixin's eyes flashed with amusement, and she said sternly, "PI Fei, do you have a sense of teamwork? We Hong Kong Police emphasize team cooperation. Do you know that you are part of a team? Now, I announce that you will run five extra laps!"

Fei Lun was angry but had to endure it, as he still wanted to become a formal inspector and meet his parents as a public servant.

After the run started, Fei Lun didn't use his superior physical abilities to outpace everyone and lap them. He just followed the group and completed the five laps. After everyone returned to the line, he then increased his speed.

As Fei Lun completed the remaining five laps at a steady pace, the students were stunned, and Xie Yixin's expression became unusually serious.

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