Chapter 028: One Move to Subdue the Enemy

Had Duan Tianlong not studied kung fu at the Shaolin Temple, he would never have known about the Virgin Kung Fu.

Had Duan Tianlong not already assessed Lin Feng's strength beforehand, concluding that his Virgin Kung Fu had only just reached the entry level—

Duan Tianlong would surely have felt a twinge of fear.

But as things stood, watching Lin Feng rise to his feet once again, Duan Tianlong remained convinced that the boy was simply gritting his teeth and pushing through. He smiled, gave a slight nod, and said: "Not bad. The young truly are something to be feared. What a pity — if you hadn't offended Wang Jun, I might have actually taken you under my wing."

Lin Feng kept his eyes fixed on Duan Tianlong as he slowly closed the distance again. That solar plexus kick from before had genuinely stung. If a fighter of Duan Tianlong's caliber were wielding a blade or a blunt weapon, Lin Feng's Iron Shirt might not have held up.

Watching Lin Feng advance again, Duan Tianlong began to doubt his own judgment for the first time.

If Lin Feng's Virgin Kung Fu was truly just at entry level, the first kick alone may not have killed him — but the second should have left him half-dead. Something was off.

Duan Tianlong's smile faded.

He was a seasoned veteran of the streets. Even when victory seemed guaranteed, he never let his guard down — least of all now, when things were behaving strangely.

Not far away, Li Haidong had successfully restrained Duan Tianlong's mistress.

Li Haidong was riding entirely on Lin Feng's coattails right now — every chip he had was riding on Lin Feng. If Lin Feng lost, there would be no place left for Li Haidong in the southern part of the city.

Earlier, when Duan Tianlong's kick had sent Lin Feng flying, Li Haidong's heart had lurched — but seeing Lin Feng quickly get back up had allowed him to breathe again.

Then came the second solar plexus kick. Li Haidong knew full well how dangerous Duan Tianlong was. Even though Lin Feng had gotten up again, unease still gnawed at him.

The woman being restrained by Li Haidong, on the other hand, had long since shed any look of worry. In its place was smug, arrogant confidence.

Lin Feng had now stepped in front of Duan Tianlong for the third time.

A cold glint flashed in Duan Tianlong's eyes. He crouched forward and drove his fist hard toward Lin Feng's temple.

The temple is one of the most vulnerable points on the human body. Duan Tianlong was certain — even if this punch didn't kill Lin Feng outright, it would leave him gravely injured.

Having already seen Duan Tianlong's explosive power, Lin Feng didn't take the hit to his temple directly. He raised his arm to block.

The punch connected with Lin Feng's forearm, sending him stumbling.

True to his reputation as a master fighter, Duan Tianlong seized the moment while Lin Feng was off-balance. He stepped in, unleashed both fists in rapid succession — one punch faster than the last, each blow landing square on Lin Feng's body.

Duan Tianlong's earlier two kicks had been fully charged strikes delivered at his peak — and neither had managed to hurt Lin Feng. These current punches were hardly going to fare better.

Apart from a faint sting, Lin Feng felt no real discomfort. However, the sheer impact force behind Duan Tianlong's fists still drove him backward step by step, until he finally toppled to the ground.

Deep concern had spread across Li Haidong's face. Anyone else on the receiving end of that beating from Duan Tianlong would have shattered how many bones was anyone's guess.

"Nice one, Old Duan!" Duan Tianlong's mistress crowed. "Beat that little wretch to death! Tonight you can do whatever you want with me!"

Duan Tianlong was panting heavily.

He had put every ounce of his strength into that relentless barrage. Every punch had landed solid, and in his mind, he figured Lin Feng might well have been beaten until he wet himself.

"Tch. Tough bones," Duan Tianlong spat, then reached for his phone.

But soon, Duan Tianlong's expression shifted again. This time, beyond the astonishment — there was genuine fear.

Lin Feng stood up, brushed the dust from his clothes, and strode toward Duan Tianlong once more.

Before, when closing in on Duan Tianlong, Lin Feng had been cautious and careful. But this time was different — he walked with an almost leisurely ease. Two rounds of probing had confirmed it: the man wasn't carrying any weapons.

Li Haidong's face flushed red with excitement.

Duan Tianlong's mistress stood with her mouth hanging open in a perfect O.

"Fuck, I'll kill you!"

Duan Tianlong rarely resorted to cursing, but with a furious roar, he charged at Lin Feng like a madman, unleashing another barrage of punches and kicks.

Now, Duan Tianlong's attacks had lost much of their power. Lin Feng planted his feet firmly and let Duan Tianlong whale away at him, waiting for his moment — then suddenly snatched Duan Tianlong's right wrist.

The moment he felt his arm grabbed, Duan Tianlong's heart lurched. His mind snapped into cold clarity. He kicked out hard at Lin Feng while simultaneously trying to wrench his arm free.

But strong as Duan Tianlong was as a fighter, when it came to raw strength, he was no match for Lin Feng at all.

Lin Feng locked down Duan Tianlong's wrist with an iron grip and twisted — hard.

Crack!

Duan Tianlong heard the unmistakable sound of his own bone snapping.

"AAARGH!"

A wretched scream tore from him. Duan Tianlong's face contorted in agony, drenched in sweat.

In a single move, Lin Feng had turned the tide.

To be safe, Lin Feng grabbed Duan Tianlong's left wrist next and snapped that one too.

Rather than take Duan Tianlong's life, Lin Feng had both him and his mistress loaded into Li Haidong's van.

Hearing the once-fearsome Duan Tianlong whimpering in the back seat behind him, Li Haidong's body trembled slightly — whether from excitement or pure elation, it was hard to say.

"Brother, there's no bad blood between us, old or new. Whatever happened between you and Wang Jun was just a small misunderstanding. Do me a favor and let me go," Duan Tianlong said.

"Let you go? Before you made your move, did it ever cross your mind to let me go?" Lin Feng replied.

"You should know who Wang Jun's father is — Wang Zhengjun, the director of the district public security bureau. Do you really think you can fight him? Don't tell me your Virgin Kung Fu has already reached full mastery — Blade and Bullet Proof and all..." Duan Tianlong paused through a grimace of pain, then continued, "Even if you were truly Blade and Bullet Proof, do you think Wang Zhengjun would have no way to deal with you? Let me go, and I'll use my connections with Wang Zhengjun to help smooth things over between you and Wang Jun."

Duan Tianlong wasn't wrong.

A public security bureau director was certainly not someone the current Lin Feng could go toe-to-toe with.

But Duan Tianlong's words had inadvertently given Lin Feng an idea. Since Duan Tianlong had a relationship with Wang Zhengjun, could there be some secrets between the two that couldn't see the light of day?

If he could obtain evidence that Wang Zhengjun had been serving as a protective umbrella for the Heavenly Wolf Gang — colluding with criminal forces — then Wang Zhengjun's days as bureau director would be numbered.

The thought made Lin Feng smile. "Your words gave me an idea. Tell me — what dealings have you had with Wang Zhengjun?"

Duan Tianlong blinked, then a contemptuous smirk crossed his face. "Smart kid — you know exactly where to dig. But let me save you the trouble of dreaming. I'm not stupid either. As long as Wang Zhengjun stays in power, even if you kill me, you'll go down with him. And if Wang Zhengjun falls — even if you don't kill me, I'll be eating a bullet regardless!"

Seeing Duan Tianlong's dismissive attitude, Lin Feng didn't press further.

Li Haidong knew what Lin Feng had in mind. He drove straight out of the city to a secluded forest on the outskirts.

With both arms nearly broken, Duan Tianlong's face had gone rather pale — but he was genuinely a tough man. From the moment Lin Feng started asking about his dealings with Wang Zhengjun, he hadn't uttered another sound.

"Talk," Lin Feng said, nodding toward Duan Tianlong.

Duan Tianlong gave a cold laugh, turned his face away, and said in a low voice: "Kill me if you want, skin me alive if you want. If you think Duan Tianlong is going to dig his own grave, you're dreaming."

Lin Feng had no experience with interrogation. With Duan Tianlong putting on his fearless act, Lin Feng was genuinely at a loss.

Li Haidong stepped forward. Still perhaps a little intimidated by Duan Tianlong, he couldn't quite meet the man's eyes. He said: "I've been to the detention center. I've lived in the juvenile facility. The worst place to mess someone up isn't the detention center — it's the juvenile facility. I picked up plenty of methods there."

Duan Tianlong spat. "So I underestimated you."

"I busted my ass for the Heavenly Wolf Gang, and you treated me like a dog you could call over and kick aside whenever you felt like it. If you don't start talking, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Duan Tianlong closed his eyes, a cold smirk still playing at the corner of his mouth.

Li Haidong glanced back at Lin Feng. "Boss, turn around."

What was coming next might get unpleasant. Lin Feng had some reluctance in his heart, and though he turned away, he could still hear Li Haidong's words.

"I respect those who respect me. I still think of you as my old boss, and if you talk now, I'll ask the boss to let you go free — the world is wide open for you."

"Dongzi, I've seen everything you've done for the Heavenly Wolf Gang over the years — I know your contributions. But you failed Wang Jun, and you know who keeps the Heavenly Wolf Gang alive. If he wants to move against you, there's nothing I can do. Stop talking and get on with it. When I was out making my name on the streets, you were still in diapers."

"Then I'm sorry for what comes next. I have plenty of ways to break a man, but I respect you, Duan Tianlong, as a true man — so flaying is off the table. Let the two of you have a taste of the stake punishment instead. What I mean by stake punishment isn't beating with a rod — I mean taking a rod and shoving it directly into your mouth or your backside, forcing the whole thing in, and letting it tear through your gut."

The corner of Duan Tianlong's mouth curled upward. He didn't take the stake punishment seriously — mainly because he knew he and Wang Zhengjun were bound together. If one prospered, the other did too; if one fell, so did the other.

Duan Tianlong said nothing. His mistress, however, cracked. Her body shook, and she blurted out: "Stop — stop, I'll talk! I know plenty too. I'm the mistress shared between Duan Tianlong and Wang Zhengjun."

Duan Tianlong shot the woman a withering glare, then closed his eyes in resignation.

He knew — Wang Zhengjun was finished.

Once the mental dam broke, Duan Tianlong lost any will to hold on. After that, he answered questions with clean efficiency — Li Haidong asked, and he told.

Duan Tianlong was a careful man. Every time he bribed Wang Zhengjun, he had kept a record, precisely to ensure Wang Zhengjun and himself were permanently shackled together.

Following Duan Tianlong's directions, Li Haidong went to Duan Tianlong's home alone and found a diary, inside which every transaction between Duan Tianlong and Wang Zhengjun had been documented.

With the evidence in hand, Lin Feng had Li Haidong take Duan Tianlong to the hospital.

Just as Lin Feng stepped out of the vehicle, Duan Tianlong — who had kept his eyes shut the whole time — suddenly opened them. He looked at Lin Feng with an indecipherable smile and said: "Remember what I said. You'll pay a price for what you did today."