Rebirth of the Rising Sun

During this time, Feng Sizhe received a lot of feedback, and then he asked Zhang Yang beside him, "Were you clear about these things before?"

Zhang Yang is a native of Ducheng Province, so of course he would be approached if there were any questions. But to be honest, he really didn't know much about these things. With his status, he usually went to some big shopping malls and hotels, and would not come here. But since the leader asked a question, he had to answer it.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang answered cautiously, "The night security in Capital Province has always been not very good. This may just be the tip of the iceberg."

He didn't make it clear, but he also didn't make it unclear. This was Zhang Yang's language skill. Because if he made it clear, wouldn't it show that he had no party spirit or principles? He knew that such a thing would happen, but he didn't care. But if he didn't make it clear, it would show that he was too incompetent.

Hearing this somewhat cunning answer, Feng Sizhe nodded. He did not mean to blame Zhang Yang. He also knew that the public security in Ducheng Province has always been bad, and this did not happen overnight. Even if one wanted to change it, it would probably not be something that could be solved by one or two people working hard for a few days.

While Feng Sizhe and Zhang Yang were talking, new changes occurred in the scene. Seeing that he could not win the argument with Master Liang Wu, Mr. Li actually started to snatch the 100 yuan. You know, this money can be used to do a lot of things if it is sent to the two grandsons. Even if it is left in his hands, it can solve the problem of food for several days.

The first part of Mr. Li's body that moved was his crutch. Suddenly, the bamboo crutch drew an arc in the air and hit the young man who was holding his hundred yuan.

Not to mention, although Mr. Li is a little older, he is from a military family after all. Due to his family's financial reasons, he has done a lot of hard labor over the years. So even though he is not young anymore, he still has some strength.

The young man who had snatched the hundred yuan obviously didn't expect the old man to suddenly attack him. He was hit on the hand by the cane without warning. The pain made his hand loosen, and the red-headed bill fell to the ground.

As soon as Mr. Li saw that the other party had given up the hundred yuan, he took a step forward and limped over to quickly get the money back. You know, he might have to work hard at several night markets to earn that much money.

Just when Mr. Li's hand had touched the one hundred yuan that fell on the ground, a big foot suddenly stepped on his hand, and then Mr. Liang Wu's voice rang out, "Mr. Li, seeing that you are in poor health and an old man, I have been very tolerant of you, but I didn't expect you to attack my brother, so don't blame me for being rude."

After all, Mr. Liang Wu was still young and his movements were quicker, so his kick hit the target right away.

The hand was stepped on by a big foot, and the body on the big foot weighed about 160 to 170 kilograms. This feeling was certainly not very good. Immediately, Mr. Li, who was stepped on, screamed in pain.

But he just cried out in pain, and then he didn't make any other sound. He just opened his mouth wide, and you could tell he was in great pain. But the soldier's blood in his bones made him shut his mouth. He couldn't just admit defeat like that, and he wouldn't embarrass himself by shouting and screaming.

"Asshole." Seeing that Master Liang Wu actually bullied Master Li, Feng Sizhe was immediately unhappy and said with hatred. Then he rushed over to solve the problem. But Yin Fenglei, who was one step ahead of him, did take action first and pushed Master Liang Wu aside with a rush.

During this time with Feng Sizhe, Yin Fenglei also paid attention to physical exercise on weekdays. He would ask Li Shuang to teach him a few moves whenever he had time. After a while, his skills were considered decent. Of course, this kind of decent only meant that he was a little better than ordinary people. If he met a group of people, he would still have no chance of winning.

As Yin Fenglei rushed out and pushed Liang Wuye aside, Zhang Yang also hurried over and helped Mr. Li up. At this time, Zhang Yang also felt that Feng Sizhe wanted to protect the old man, so he took this action. He didn't have much time. He sat in the office every day and was lazy. He couldn't fight with others, but he could still help others up.

Liang Wuye had never thought that someone would dare to challenge him. He could be considered the tyrant of the night market. There were people who were dissatisfied with him and wanted to challenge his authority, but they were eventually beaten away by him and his brothers. This happened more than a year ago. No one had challenged him for such a long time, and he had unconsciously thought that he was the boss here. Now that he was here, there were still people who wanted to fight him without knowing the consequences. How could he let them go easily?

It has to be said that Uncle Liang Wu is also a martial artist. When he was young, he learned Dahongquan with the uncles in the village. In addition, he is ruthless and has fought in many fights, so he has gained some practical experience. Therefore, he usually doesn't take others seriously. Now, seeing Yin Fenglei pushing him, he immediately fought back angrily.

Uncle Liang Wu threw a strong straight punch towards Yin Fenglei's eye socket. He firmly believed that if he delivered this punch effectively, his opponent would be able to fly back. This punch would also at least put him in the hospital for three to five months. He still had this confidence.

He threw a punch with great force. Just when Liang Wuye thought that his punch was about to succeed, a big hand suddenly appeared from out of nowhere, and then he felt his outstretched fist stagnate, and then he felt his fist tighten, as if it was clamped by a pair of pliers, and he could no longer move.

However, this was just the beginning. Just when Mr. Liang Wu was surprised at who had such strength to hold his fist, he felt another fist coming towards him. The move was clearly the same as the punch he had just thrown, and now it was returned to him intact.

"Ouch." Uncle Liang Wu cried out in pain, and then he felt his face tighten and blood spurted out.

Needless to say, the one who did it was Feng Sizhe. Normally, he would not do it casually at his level, but he couldn't stand it anymore. This Liang Wuye actually attacked the disabled soldier, Mr. Li. If he didn't do anything, he would be guilty of his conscience. In addition, seeing Liang Wuye was about to attack Yin Fenglei, he couldn't help but punch him back. He knew that although Yin Fenglei had strengthened his physical training recently, he was no match for Liang Wuye, who made a living by fighting and killing.

Master Liang Wu never expected that there was more than one person who was against him. Now he was beaten in front of so many people. If he didn't get revenge, how would he survive in the night market in the future?

After being hit by this punch, Liang Wuye also knew that he was probably no match for the man in front of him in a one-on-one fight, which could be seen from the power of the punch. In this case, the only thing he could do was to attack in groups. He immediately waved his hand and said to the five or six followers around him, "Everyone, come together and cripple these two guys."

The people following Master Liang Wu were originally his followers. They usually worked together to bully others. Now seeing their boss being beaten, how could they swallow this humiliation? They immediately rushed towards Feng Sizhe and others, shouting.

Zhang Yang, who was standing aside, saw that the other party was ready to fight to the death. He quickly ran away from Mr. Li who had just stood there, stepped in front of Feng Sizhe to block the attack direction of these people, and shouted, "Boss, hurry up."

Seeing that the leader was about to be beaten, as a subordinate, standing up was also an opportunity to show loyalty. And this sentence of "boss, leave quickly" did not reveal Feng Sizhe's identity. It can be said that his performance was still very perfect.

Just when Zhang Yang rushed out to stand in front of Feng Sizhe, several strong young men rushed out from the crowd. Their target was Liang Wuye and his men. The three men who rushed out later rushed into the camp with extremely fast movements, and then swung their fists and kicks, and in just a few seconds, they knocked the five or six men to the ground.

After beating the man, the three men quickly returned to the crowd of onlookers. Needless to say, they were Chen Hu, Wang Fanghua and Wang Jiefang. Their duty was to protect Young Master Feng's safety. Now that someone was threatening them, of course they had to rush out.

Feng Sizhe nodded in appreciation at Zhang Yang, and then said to Liang Wuye, "You actually openly collected protection fees in public. Do you still respect the existence of the law?"

Zhang Yang didn't expect Chen Hu and his men to appear so timely, and their kung fu was so powerful that they solved the problem in just a few moves. Only then did he realize that his actions were redundant. Of course, in fact, his actions were not redundant at all. Because of this, he won Feng Sizhe's favor, and more importantly, the word "boss" was finally called out.

Yin Fenglei had called Feng Sizhe "boss" in front of him more than once, which made Zhang Yang very envious. He thought that if he could also call him "boss", it would prove that his relationship with Mr. Feng was closer and that he was close to Governor Feng. But he couldn't just call him "boss" whenever he wanted. He had to consider whether others would accept it. And undoubtedly, just now was a good opportunity. He performed very well. At least he didn't get rejected when he called him "boss", which was a big victory.

Feng Sizhe didn't know that Zhang Yang had so many thoughts at this moment, and he didn't have time to think about them now. He just wanted to deal with Liang Wuye properly. Yes, the public security in Ducheng Province was not very good, and the problem of the night market was just the tip of the iceberg. But if even this little thing couldn't be solved, how could the public security of the entire Ducheng Province be rectified? So today, Feng Sizhe made up his mind to make a good use of Liang Wuye and give the police in Ducheng Province a slap in the face to let them know what their obligations and responsibilities were.