Chapter 29

At the entrance of the Chunjiang Police Station.

Ye Fan and Su Jin Di stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi, planning to take a taxi to CC Bar to retrieve their car and then return to the Jiuxi Rose Garden wealthy area.

In the courtyard behind him, four police cars with flashing lights were ready to go. Whether it was the six detectives led by Zhang Li or the police officers led by Li Bin, they all looked at Ye Fan's proud back with a sense of great urgency.

Although Dong Jianjun had instructed Liu Baojun not to act rashly, Liu Baojun, in pursuit of merit, still ordered Zhang Li and Li Bin to separately bring their people to keep an eye on Ye Fan.

"Brother Ye, from the look of it, they still intend to pursue this matter. Why don't we walk a bit further? There might be a taxi ahead."

Su Jin Di had already learned that Ye Fan had escaped by injuring the police inside.

At first, Su Jin Di was extremely admiring—although he was known as the 'Devil King' of Hanghu, he only bullied the rich and powerful and would never dare to hit a police officer.

In the past few minutes, Su Jin Di was as excited as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

However, as time passed, the boiling blood in Su Jin Di's body gradually cooled down, especially when he saw the courtyard full of police officers. He became somewhat panicked and uneasy.

His intuition and reason told him that this matter would not end so easily, and the police would definitely come after Ye Fan.

In such a situation, even if Ye Fan was skilled in fighting, he could not stand up against the entire state apparatus. The best strategy was to run away.

"Woo... Woo..."

Just as Su Jin Di finished speaking, a piercing siren sounded from ahead, and Dong Jianjun's Audi car sped toward them.

"Brother Ye, our best move now is to avoid them and find a place to call my grandfather, so he can step in and resolve this matter."

Seeing more police cars arriving, Su Jin Di decided to be straightforward. In his view, at this point, only Su Hongyuan could resolve the situation, not by standing here waiting for a taxi to leave.

"If they want to play, I don't mind continuing."

Looking at the approaching Audi car, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because Chu Ji had told him to learn to abide by the law, after beating Gou Wei, he cooperated with the police. However, when Zhang Li and his team tried to frame him, he became angry and injured the leading Zhang Li, but did not harm the others or call Chu Ji—Chu Ji had told him to call her if someone tried to bully him using their power in the secular world.

As they spoke, Ye Fan suddenly sensed two sharp gazes. The owners of the gazes were Dong Jianjun and Zhu Gang in the Audi car. Dong Jianjun's gaze was filled with the authority of a superior, while Zhu Gang's gaze, though seemingly calm, exerted more pressure on Ye Fan, as if trying to penetrate his soul and see through him.

"That kid seems a bit off."

As the car passed Ye Fan, Dong Jianjun retracted his gaze, feeling a strange sensation.

"His arms are slightly longer than average, his knuckles are flat, and his skin is smooth. He is a martial artist who has practiced internal strength to a certain level, causing the dead skin on his hands to fall off." Zhu Gang mused, "Old Dong, he is very likely the martial artist who injured your men."

"What... What?"

Dong Jianjun was greatly surprised by this, then shook his head and said, "Impossible. In my years as a police officer, I have never seen anyone who dared to attack a police officer and then stand proudly at the police station entrance."

"We'll know soon enough."

Zhu Gang glanced at the police station courtyard, where everyone was on high alert, and was almost certain of his suspicions. However, he did not ask Dong Jianjun's driver to stop the car immediately. Instead, he locked onto Ye Fan through the rearview mirror, pondering why Ye Fan did not leave.

Swish—

In the police station courtyard, Zhang Li, Li Bin, and others panicked when they saw Dong Jianjun's car arrive, causing chaos.

"Salute!"

Shortly after, as the car stopped and Dong Jianjun stepped out, Zhang Li, with his wrist broken, saw this as an opportunity to gain the leader's favor and led the salute.

Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, all the police officers in the courtyard saluted, with Zhang Li, whose right hand was injured, saluting with his left hand.

"Are you injured?"

Dong Jianjun returned the salute and then walked up to Zhang Li, asking with concern.

"Report to Director Dong, I followed Director Liu's instructions to take the suspect in the 'CC Bar Assault Case,' but the suspect turned out to be a martial artist." Zhang Li cleverly insisted that the suspect was a martial artist, ensuring that Dong Jianjun would not blame him and would instead appreciate his dedication despite his injury.

Indeed, upon hearing Zhang Li's words, Dong Jianjun lightly patted Zhang Li's left shoulder, looking gratified. "I have already heard Deputy Director Liu's report on this matter. Having a police officer like you is a pride of our team!"

"Serve the people!" Zhang Li, enduring his injury, stood straight and looked extremely excited.

Seeing Zhang Li's appearance and noting that no one else was injured, Zhu Gang felt something was amiss but did not dwell on it. Instead, he asked, "Where is the suspect now?"

"There!"

Li Bin, though unaware of Zhu Gang's identity, subconsciously treated him as a superior when he saw him get out of the car with Dong Jianjun. He pointed to Ye Fan's proud back before Zhang Li could.

However, his face, illuminated by the lights, showed not excitement but confusion.

Not just him, but all the other police officers also looked at Ye Fan again, their expressions filled with confusion—confused as to why Ye Fan had not left.

"Uh..."

Even Dong Jianjun, with his years of experience in the political arena and a hardened heart, was momentarily stunned when he realized the suspect was indeed the person Zhu Gang had mentioned.

He found it absurd!

"Old Dong, you and your men wait here. I'll go and bring him back." Unlike Dong Jianjun, Zhu Gang did not find it absurd but rather felt annoyed.

As a member of 'Yanhuang,' Zhu Gang had dealt with many martial artists and knew that their boldness and disregard for the law were not surprising. However, in his memory, no one had ever been as fearless as Ye Fan.

Without waiting for Dong Jianjun's response, Zhu Gang sprang forward, moving like an arrow from a bow, rapidly approaching Ye Fan.

So fast!

As the saying goes, an expert's move reveals their skill. Although Zhang Li and the others were not martial arts experts, they were shocked by Zhu Gang's speed.

Before Zhang Li and the others could recover from their shock, Zhu Gang had already reached the courtyard entrance, slowed down, and walked toward Ye Fan.

As if sensing something, Ye Fan pulled Su Jin Di behind him and turned to face Zhu Gang.

"Young man, you have quite a bit of nerve. You hit a police officer and still dare to stand fearlessly at the police station entrance?"

Zhu Gang stared at Ye Fan with a sharp gaze and coldly said, "Do you really think that learning a few basic skills gives you the right to act without any regard for the law?"

"Some people just need a beating."

Facing Zhu Gang's rising aura, Ye Fan understood that he was about to attack but was not afraid. He calmly replied, "As for whether these are just basic skills, we'll see when we try."

"Heh!"

Faced with Ye Fan's arrogant words, Zhu Gang laughed in anger and sprang forward, instantly reaching Ye Fan and delivering a hand strike.

This hand strike, though simple, combined the momentum of his sprint and contained internal strength. If it hit, it would not just injure flesh and blood but could even shatter solid bricks!

Hmm?

As Zhu Gang attacked, Ye Fan assessed his strength and was somewhat surprised. However, he did not dodge.

If he dodged, Zhu Gang would not have time to retract his move, and Su Jin Di would surely be injured!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The hand strike sliced through the air, creating a sharp wind that stung Ye Fan's eyes.

"Hmph!"

Seeing the hand strike coming, Ye Fan gathered his qi in his dantian and let out a cold snort, which sounded like a firecracker exploding. At the same time, a stream of air from his mouth instantly dispersed the incoming wind.

Breath like an arrow!

Hmm?

As a member of 'Yanhuang,' although Zhu Gang was older and not as physically strong as before, he had extensive combat experience and keen judgment.

Ye Fan's breath like an arrow, though simple, required a martial artist to have extremely strong internal organs and powerful breath control.

Zhu Gang, who had practiced martial arts all his life, could only勉强 achieve this level.

Of course, this was also because, as a member of 'Yanhuang,' he mainly focused on combat techniques and did not delve deeply into meditation and breath control.

This is similar to how in martial arts novels, some focus on internal skills while others focus on external skills.

Although he realized he had underestimated Ye Fan's strength, with the move already in motion, Zhu Gang could not retract it.

After dispersing the wind, Ye Fan did not hesitate, transforming his hand into a palm and striking out.

Intercept!

This palm, though casual, used the 'Intercept' technique from Baguazhang, aiming to intercept Zhu Gang's hand strike.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

As the palm struck out, Ye Fan's entire body resonated, creating a thunderous sound.

"Bang—"

The palm and hand strike collided, and Ye Fan felt a shock in his palm, a surge of internal strength. He shook his arm to prevent the strength from entering his body.

On the other side, Zhu Gang's arm went numb from Ye Fan's palm strike, and he took two steps back.

"Your bones and tendons resonate when you move, and your organs respond, producing a thunderous sound. You must have reached the peak of the acquired realm."

Zhu Gang quickly adjusted his breathing and looked at Ye Fan with surprise and doubt. "When did the Bagua School produce a young expert like you?"

"You said my skills were basic, didn't you?"

Ye Fan sneered, took a step forward, and pounced on Zhu Gang like a tiger.