Extreme Almightiest Young Master Chapter 90

"Teacher Lin, be care..." Li Yong tried to warn Teacher Lin, but before he could finish, Teacher Lin had pulled him back.

However, when Li Yong looked up at Teacher Lin again, he was stunned. It was an unbelievable scene. His eyes fixed, mouth frozen, as if time itself had halted. He saw the gangsters’ knives somehow stabbing into his own arm. It took less than 5 seconds for the group to all end up on the ground, each with a cleaver stuck in their arm, precisely in the same spot they aimed at Teacher Lin. It seemed as if their knives had turned against them suddenly. What exactly happened in the moment Teacher Lin pulled him back? How did the gangsters end up harming themselves when they were clearly striking down?

Ah..., was Teacher Lin still human, or was he some Immortal or demon, or a superhero from the movies...

Li Yong couldn’t help but bite hard into his hand, because he truly couldn’t believe the scene before him was real. This situation couldn’t be explained with any common sense. The intense pain assured him this was not a dream; everything happening before his eyes was real.

Now, all Li Yong could do was instinctively stare at Lin Feng, completely shocked and speechless, while tumultuous waves crashed within his heart.

Teacher Lin, Teacher Lin, Teacher Lin...

"Ah..." Lvmao, who had expected to see Lin Feng suffering under a barrage of knives, was frozen in shock as he saw his brothers laid out on the ground. He was so shocked that he didn’t even notice his cigarette falling from his mouth, nor had he clearly seen how his brothers had ended up on the floor. Demon! Demon!

"Didn’t you just say you wanted to break two arms?" Lin Feng stepped forward and laid his hands on Lvmao’s arms.

"Ah!..." Lvmao immediately howled in pain, as if summoning all his strength, just like a baby’s first cry. Shocked and unable to react initially, Lin Feng snapped his arms. Lvmao could hear the horrifying sound of his bones breaking, sending shivers down his spine.

At this time, the gangsters on the ground began to regain consciousness one by one. Agonizing pain plagued the courtyard with cries and screams. They couldn’t hold back because the pain of having a knife embedded in their arms was unbearable.

"Shut up, anyone who cries out gets another stab," Lin Feng added irritably to quiet them down.

Huh? Another stab? Does that mean we’re not allowed to live?

Suddenly, the courtyard fell silent. The pain from one stab was already too much to bear, and the prospect of another was like a death sentence. The gangsters perspired profusely from the pain, gritting their teeth and stubbornly trying to keep quiet, fearful of provoking the terrifying young man to give them another stabbing, which could mean the end of their lives.

At this point, the gangsters were filled with immense regret. They had been warned that Huangmao’s actions were his own, yet they were foolish not to believe it, following Lvmao’s command instead. If only they hadn’t acted, they wouldn’t be suffering this much.

Feeling everyone’s gaze, Lvmao’s heart sank, and he thought to himself, this is bad, this is really bad...

"Is everyone in the courtyard here?" Lin Feng asked Lvmao, trying to ascertain Tingting’s whereabouts.

"Great... hero, everyone... here," Lvmao stammered back, his face in pain like a sheet of white paper, and his body drenched in sweat.

"Have you seen a young girl named Tingting?" asked Li Yong, who had just recovered and rushed forward to continue the query.

"I... haven’t... seen her." Lvmao strained to reply and then lost consciousness completely.

"Let’s go in and look around," Lin Feng said, walking straight ahead, intending to find Tingting. The truthfulness of a gangster’s words is questionable at best; it’s better to rely on oneself.

Without any further ado, Li Yong followed Lin Feng inside.

They checked all the rooms on the first floor but didn’t find anything, so they proceeded to the second floor.

After breaking into a room, Li Yong glanced inside and was dumbfounded. My goodness, a table full of bundled cash. Where did all this money come from?

"Teacher Lin?" Li Yong’s eyes turned to Lin Feng, seeking enlightenment on the situation.

"Let’s look at the other rooms first."

They began to break into the two other rooms on the second floor, and upon opening the doors, they finally understood the source of the money.

It turned out that the other two rooms were filled with equipment for counterfeiting tickets, even some semi-finished fake tickets on the side, and the table was covered with counterfeit train tickets destined for various parts of the country. In other words, the entire second floor was a fake ticket factory for Tianhai Train Station.

"Damn, these fake ticket sellers are scamming people left and right. With nearly ten million migrants in Tianhai City, imagine how much they make during the Spring Festival rush. How many people must they cheat! Those ticket scammers are completely immoral. People work all year just to go home, and these crooks even steal that money. They’re not human!" Seeing all this, Li Yong thought of Fu Gang’s family and cursed the gang of thugs.

"Let’s go down and ask." Lin Feng said a word and went downstairs, and Li Yong hurriedly followed.

Lin Feng stepped on Huangmao’s toes and immediately woke him from his faint, with an anguished cry, he fell off the chair.

"Did you make all this money by selling fake tickets?" Lin Feng asked, looking at Huangmao.

"There’s... also... stolen... and robbed," Huangmao managed to murmur a few words before fainting again. His already weak body couldn’t take such a heavy sin.

"Let’s call the cops, Teacher Lin, and get these harmful spirits arrested." Li Yong suggested. At this point, he was angry not just about Fu Gang’s family anymore. If this den wasn’t eradicated, more people would suffer.

"Good idea, I’ll make a call. You go up and collect some money to use for Fu Gang’s medical expenses. We’ll figure something out for Tingting," Lin Feng said softly after taking a turn.

The existence of such a large den for so long clearly meant it was protected by someone in power. Ordinary police wouldn’t do; otherwise, the earlier fight wouldn’t have been ignored. Thinking this, Lin Feng took out his phone and dialed Deputy Captain Wang Ming, a righteous detective from the public security bureau.

"Captain Wang, it’s Lin Feng. Do you know about the fake ticket sales at the train station?" Lin Feng went straight to the point.

"I’m aware, but that area isn’t under our jurisdiction. There’s nothing I can do despite being frustrated," Wang Ming certainly knew about the situation as he had seen several deceived migrant workers before and deeply despised the gang behind the fake ticket scalping.

"I’m currently at their den. Can you send someone to take over?" Lin Feng inquired, trusting his instincts about this police officer. If it were left to local officers, the criminals would surely escape.

"Didn’t I say there’s really no action I can take? Normally, we police really can’t cross jurisdictions to handle cases. Unless the municipal bureau issues an order for cross-district enforcement, then I can do something," Wang Ming wished to nab this scourge too, but cross-district issues were complex and could lead to serious trouble otherwise.

"How influential is Deputy Director Zhou Yang in what he says?" Lin Feng thought for a moment. He seemed to know only Zhou Yang at the municipal bureau and asked casually.

"If he says the word, there’ll be no problem. Just a call from him, and I’ll be there with my team immediately. Seriously, you’ve found their den?" The more Wang Ming heard, the happier he got, finally getting a chance to catch the scoundrels who had been causing harm unabashedly; he had long wanted to act but was hindered by jurisdictional issues. Today it could finally happen.

"The address is here on the phone signal, use it to locate and come quickly. I also need to give Zhou Yang a call and give him a heads up. You better bring some media along to minimize troubles," after finishing up, Lin Feng called Zhou Yang and briefed him on the situation succinctly.

Zhou Yang didn’t say anything and immediately called the sub-bureau, issuing a cross-district cooperation capture order. Zhou Yang was fully supportive of such beneficial actions for the people.

Li Yong also came down carrying a bag and was astonished to see a whole yard of hoodlums scared silent by Lin Feng, and he revered Lin Feng tremendously, standing frozen on the stairs.

Thinking back to how these thugs had been menacingly brandishing weapons when he first entered the gate, and now they were all pretending to beg Teacher Lin for mercy like sheep. If it weren’t for the knives in each person’s arm, it would be hard to believe the current scene – the contrast couldn’t be more stark; it was like night and day.

He quietly walked to Lin Feng’s side and they both found a spot to sit down at the entrance.

Soon, Wang Ming arrived with his team. Without understanding the whole situation, he waited outside for a while before approaching Lin Feng still at the door.

"We’re here. Are all those scum inside?" Wang Ming greeted Lin Feng and felt immense respect for his efforts to rid ordinary folks of harm. Nowadays, too many look out only for themselves.

"They’re all inside. Don’t be surprised by anything you see, and don’t mention you saw me, understand?" Lin Feng thought it best to forewarn him.

"Understood." Wang Ming was eager to start arresting people and didn’t ponder too long before consenting and rushing inside.

But as he entered and saw the ground strewn with thugs, each with a knife in his arm, Wang Ming felt a violent jerk in his heart. This scene was too gruesome, too spectacular. Could this be what Lin Feng meant?

After taking a slow lap inside, Wang Ming couldn’t calm his heart, becoming increasingly shocked. The twenty-some thugs on the ground all had their knives in the same spot. Though these knife-wielding hoodlums were indeed dangerous, he knew facing even four or five of them would be challenging for him, let alone twenty-plus. But when Lin Feng and his companion had gone out earlier, they were unscathed. Who could explain what exactly happened here?

"What happened here?" Wang Ming asked one of the hoodlums randomly.

"Internal fight, please hurry and call an ambulance, officer, I really can’t hold on," the thug said with utter grievance, eagerly waiting for the police to arrive so that he wouldn’t have to face that ’demon’ anymore. But you should call the ambulance quickly, what are you dillydallying for? Can’t you see we’re bleeding out here...