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The leaflet in Lin Feng’s hand fell to the ground as he raised his arms above his head, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
“Uncle, I… I don’t want to cause any trouble. I’m just looking for a place to stay for the night,” he slowly explained.
Before him stood a middle-aged man wearing golden glasses, giving off the air of an educated individual. He appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties, about the same age as Lin Feng’s parents.
“You, come in. The rest of you, leave,” the man instructed, pointing a gun at Lin Feng’s head and motioning for him to enter the elevator.
“Junior brother!” Hao Jian, visibly tense, attempted to rush over to protect Lin Feng.
“Stop right there!” The gunman turned his weapon towards Hao Jian, his voice laced with nervousness.
“It’s okay, Hao Jian. You and the others go to the underground parking lot. This gentleman probably just wants to ask me some questions,” Lin Feng said, eyeing the gunman’s finger on the trigger. He calculated the odds of taking down the man without harming his own people and decided it was safer to have Hao Jian and the others leave first.
“Just go,” Lin Feng urged, seeing Hao Jian’s hesitation.
“Alright, we’ll wait for you downstairs.”
After watching Lin Feng turn back with a reassuring look, Hao Jian and the others slowly retreated into the elevator, which then closed with a soft whoosh.
“Now, uncle, it’s just the two of us,” Lin Feng said, lifting his hands and narrowing his blue eyes. He was ready to act more freely.
“Sigh, are you students?” the man asked, relieved to see the others leave. He wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Yes, we are from the Polytechnic University.”
“Darling, come and look at our child,” a woman’s voice suddenly called from a nearby room.
“Just a minute, dear,” the man yelled back towards the room.
“Drop your weapons,” he ordered, noticing several daggers on Lin Feng’s legs.
“Alright.” Lin Feng slowly lowered his hands and disarmed himself, placing his weapons on the ground.
“Take off your clothes. I need to make sure you’re not hiding any more weapons.”
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Lin Feng was initially reluctant but complied. The man didn’t seem malicious, and the voice inside was likely his wife’s. In Lin Feng’s eyes, a man who wouldn’t abandon his wife and child in a crisis couldn’t be wholly evil.
Moreover, Lin Feng had listened carefully; aside from his wife’s room, there seemed to be no other sounds, suggesting no accomplices. Perhaps they were just a couple fleeing danger?
As he removed his jacket, Lin Feng calculated the risk of overpowering the man. If he acted, he might get shot once, a non-fatal wound, before he could break the man’s neck.
Under the watchful eye of the man, Lin Feng kicked his handgun aside as well.
“Uh, uncle, never mind.”
Lin Feng removed his thermal underwear, leaving him in only down pants, and internally complained about the man’s excessive caution for his family’s safety.
“Dear, what are you doing? You’re not coming… Ah! You faithless man, where did you find this young girl while I was away? How could you betray me and our child!”
Hearing this, Lin Feng almost burst into laughter. He watched a middle-aged woman walk over, kick the man, and then, under his helpless gaze, cover Lin Feng with a blanket.
“It’s not like that, wife. She… Huh? She’s a monster, get away from her!”
As the man’s wife touched what he thought were decorative ears and a tail, they twitched, prompting him to nervously raise his gun again.