He Jiale had already finished get off work when he received a call from Ye Wusheng, which startled him. He had heard of Ma Quantao before. If Ke Bing was someone who had some reservations, then Ma Quantao was always unrestrained in his actions.
He couldn't understand why Lu Feng would contact such a person. Now it was clear that something had happened, and it wasn't an ordinary matter. Instead of calling the police, he called him directly. The previous cycle of arrest and release had made Lu Feng realize that it might not be a safe bet.
He Jiale immediately called the Public Security Bureau, instructing them to organize personnel and rush to Mengtang Villa to escort Lu Feng back.
If they could find some pretext to send Ma Quantao to jail, that would be the best outcome, since Ma Quantao and Ke Bing are each other's right-hand men!
Seven police cars, sirens blaring, sped through the night towards the location of Mengtang Mountain Villa.
Four or five cars were parked on the main road a few miles away from Mengtang Mountain Villa. Prince Hui sat in one of the cars smoking. Everyone was getting a little bored. They wanted to get closer, but there were security guards near the villa. Ke Bing didn't want to fall out with Ma Quantao directly, and he also thought that if the other party made a move nearby, wouldn't he be taking the blame? So he simply parked a few miles away and waited.
Two more miles ahead, in a grove of trees, were two more cars parked. Inside each car sat a man in his twenties with a scar. His thin face had a long scar that looked like a centipede crawling on it, which was extremely frightening.
"Brother Liu, are we still waiting here? Who are we waiting for?" The henchmen behind him were getting impatient.
"You'll get paid just by waiting, why don't you do it?" Liu Mazi said, blowing a puff of smoke out of the car window.
The others also thought this money was indeed easy to make, and one of them said, "Brother Liu, your nickname is Liu the Pockmarked, so why don't you have pockmarks on your face?"
"Yes, I'm curious too."
Liu Mazi frowned slightly and said, "Does being called Liu Mazi mean you have to have pockmarks? Don't talk nonsense."
"Yeah, my nickname is 'Rat,' so I look shifty-eyed. 'Old Man' is called 'Old Man' because I look old, and I also have a little dick..."
"Shut up!" the man in the corner snapped.
The atmosphere in the carriage became cheerful. A series of beeps sounded, and Liu Mazi took out his pager from his waist, glanced at it, and said with a serious expression, "I've got things done. The person will be here soon."
...
Lu Feng emerged from Mengtang Manor with a gloomy expression. He casually tore the contract in his hand to shreds and threw it into the wind. Bai Meihua, standing beside him, said with lingering fear, "I was so scared! Those people were so menacing. I was crying when you two left. I didn't know what to do. Can you calm down a bit? My legs are weak with fear."
"This is not a place to stay for long!" Lu Feng walked towards the car, observing the surroundings as he went.
"We shouldn't have come," Ye Wusheng muttered.
"Whether I come or not, the result is the same. Once someone's watching me, I can't escape. They really think I'm a saint, treating me like an easy target!" Lu Feng cursed as he opened the car door and got in.
He never wanted to stay here in the first place; he was forced into this situation. He just wanted to explain himself, but now it seems these people won't listen to his explanations at all. Ke Bing is wary of He Jiale, but this Boss Ma doesn't care about him at all. If some Boss Donkey or Boss Mule jumps out tomorrow, their methods might be even more ruthless than this.
Lu Feng was never one to sit idly by and wait for his fate; he was known for his vengeful nature. This was the first time in all these years that he had been bullied like this.
Mr. Ma really angered Lu Feng. Tonight's gathering was because Mr. Ma wanted to do someone a favor and take the opportunity to show his loyalty. Once the storm passes, as long as the person behind him doesn't fall, the money will just come pouring in.
The car had already started and was heading towards the city center, but Lu Feng felt something was wrong and said, "Let's take another route back."
"There's only one road!"
Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat; he already understood. He waved for the driver to continue and asked Ye Wusheng in the passenger seat, "What's the situation with He Jiale?"
He said he would come in person to pick us up and take us back.
Lu Feng nodded, feeling somewhat relieved, and said, "Fasten your seatbelts!"
After driving for a few minutes, they suddenly saw two cars blocking the road. The driver had already started to slow down. Lu Feng glanced at them and shouted, "Don't stop! Get off the road, drive onto the grass, and go around them!"
"ah?"
"Go around it!!" Lu Feng shouted.
The driver jerked the steering wheel, and the car veered off the road and into the grassy area beside the road.
"parking!!"
"Stop the car!! Damn it!"
Liu Mazi opened the car door and jumped in, cursing and yelling, "Chase after him! That bastard definitely knows. Where the hell are you going at this hour? You're just asking for death!"
The car sped off with a screeching sound of tires grinding.
Several cars were racing each other on the road, making the scene extremely tense. Prince Hui and his friends were chatting in their car when they were suddenly startled by this sight.
"What's going on?"
"Damn it, something must have happened. That bastard Ma Quantao has something up his sleeve. Go after him!"
Several cars sped away after them.
"Brother Liu, a car is following us!" the driver called out to Liu Mazi beside him.
Liu Mazi glanced around and saw that there were indeed several cars following them. His henchman in the back seat asked nervously, "Have we been ambushed?"
"What a load of rubbish! If it were an ambush, he should have stopped and surrounded us. That bastard in front is faster than a rabbit, ram him!"
Inside the car, Bai Meihua screamed with her eyes closed, while Ye Wusheng was so frightened that he grabbed the seatbelt. The driver's hands were shaking as he gripped the steering wheel, and the car was already approaching 180 km/h.
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