Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 1143 - 1189: A Big Brother in the Provincial Capital

Chapter 1143: Chapter 1189: A Big Brother in the Provincial Capital

That soldier, fierce as he was, could not break free as his right fist was caught, but his left hand suddenly whipped out a dagger and violently stabbed towards Li Yifei’s abdomen. This move, though a sneak attack, would be perfect if successful. Even if it failed, he believed it would at least force his opponent to dodge, allowing him to escape.

Yet, he still hadn’t truly realized the gap between him and Li Yifei, a gap that no weapon could bridge.

Li Yifei remained immobile, his stance unchanged. With just a slight exertion of strength in his hand, the soldier’s body uncontrollably turned half-circle, his dagger now stabbing into a wardrobe beside him with a thud.

Then, Li Yifei exerted force in his palm, and the soldier felt a sharp pain in his own palm, along with a sound of bone fracturing that only he could perceive. He knew his hand was now useless.

Only then did Li Yifei release the soldier and said coldly, "Call Yan Changshun."

Biting his teeth, the soldier took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Changshun’s number with his left hand.

The call connected quickly and Yan Changshun immediately said excitedly, "Don’t hurt those two beauties, just give that kid a good beating."

"Director Yan, the operation failed," the soldier said through gritted teeth, glancing at Li Yifei and seeing no intent to stop him from speaking.

"Failed? What happened? Didn’t find the goods? Or did they escape?" Yan Changshun shouted.

The soldier glanced at Li Yifei again. Li Yifei didn’t even bother to look at him directly and stood there with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura that made the soldier feel utterly insignificant. "Director Yan, we can’t afford to mess with him, he’s far too strong," the soldier explained. "He’s already disabled my hand."

"Dammit, haven’t you trained for this?"

"His martial arts are superior, so much so that I’m not even fit to carry his shoes. Director Yan, you’d better find someone more capable for this. I think anyone in the underworld wouldn’t want to cross paths with such an enemy."

It was then that Li Yifei took over the phone, over which Yan Changshun’s angry voice could still be heard, "You’re such a piece of trash, what the hell is Zhao Gong doing with rubbish like you under him?"

"Director Yan, you’ve really disappointed me," Li Yifei said. "I was going to let you off, but now it seems there’s no reason for me to spare a director still involved with the underworld."

"Kid, don’t you fucking swagger before me. You’d better hand over the goods immediately, or I swear I won’t let you leave the provincial city. Don’t think just because you’ve dealt with a small-time thug, I have no way of dealing with you. If I want to take you down, there are plenty on both sides of the law who will do it."

Director Yan usually kept a low profile, especially now with the harsh anti-corruption crackdown, he dared not be too flamboyant. Even though he had a brother in the underworld, he never spoke of it to others. Now, with critical leverage in Li Yifei’s hands, he completely ripped away his own disguise, roaring in anger.

Li Yifei casually hung up the phone and threw it to the soldier, barking, "Get lost!"

The soldier clenched his teeth, then cradling his hand, he led his people away. The lackeys followed suit, dejected and not leaving behind any bold declarations. Their idol had just been taken out with ease; the six of them didn’t dare to muster that courage.

Just then, He Fangqing shook her head and said, "This Yan Changshun has really gone too far."

Li Yifei gave a faint smile and replied, "A cornered dog will jump over a wall, but I’m curious to see what he can pull off."

Michelle hesitated before speaking, "Honey, we’re in the provincial city. If there’s any trouble, it could be quite problematic. Once we get the approval document sorted, there’s no need to persist in this feud with him."

Li Yifei wrapped an arm around Michelle’s shoulder, "He dared to target my wife, and as an official, he’s simply a menace. Removing him would be a blessing for the people."

Michelle opened her mouth but said nothing, knowing Li Yifei made sense. Yet, she worried since they were in the provincial city, where Director Yan definitely held significant clout—it might not be so easy to handle him.

Li Yifei had his own thoughts. Dealing with Director Yan was a minor matter. Sooner or later, he would come into contact with the province’s influential families. He would definitely need to grow his influence here, and although the Ye family and Brother Hu had already made headway, helping them solve some problems now could be advantageous for his own development.

The trio sat in the hotel for less than half an hour when they heard a knock on the door.

Li Yifei spoke evenly, "Come in."

The door opened, and two sturdy men in black suits entered first, scanning the room warily before nodding towards the person behind them. A man in his forties then came in, followed by two more robust men.

These four brawny men all exuded an air of ruggedness, the kind that’s not feigned but emanates from their very bones. With just one look, Li Yifei knew they must have military backgrounds, likely from special forces, and had seen real combat, maybe even taken lives on the battlefield. Otherwise, they wouldn’t possess such an imposing presence.

The man in the middle wasn’t tall, yet he carried a certain authority. He now stood before Li Yifei, staring intently at him.

Li Yifei gestured to them and said, "Have a seat."

At that moment, all four men frowned. Li Yifei remained seated without even standing up, speaking with casual indifference, much like a leader summoning a subordinate, which they found quite uncomfortable.

The middle man showed some restraint and took a seat in front of Li Yifei, inquiring, "How should I address you?"

"Li Yifei," he replied blandly, stating his name.

"You seem unfamiliar. Brother, you weren’t mingling in the provincial city before, were you?"

"That’s not important."

The man’s brow furrowed, but one of the sturdy men behind him couldn’t contain his impatience and bellowed. Reaching out to grab Li Yifei’s shoulder, he said, "Kid, you stand up when you speak to Brother Zhao."

With a quick lift of his palm, Li Yifei had already grasped the man’s wrist, and with a gentle release, the fellow staggered back three steps before stabilizing, his face instantly showing astonishment. Although Li Yifei’s move was simple, he knew that the effortless deflection and the fact that he was forced back three steps signified that Li Yifei was a true expert—a group of four might not even match up to him.

Li Yifei glanced at the man who reached out and said, "Considering you were once a soldier, I won’t hurt you."

"You used to serve as well?" The sturdy man immediately asked, eyes wide with question.

Li Yifei didn’t respond, which was as good as a confirmation.

"May I ask which unit were you with, brother?"

"You wouldn’t know of it."

The man’s expression changed. Although he too was from the special forces, there were many such units in Huaxia, most publicly known for nothing extraordinary. But a few were the elite of the elite, and it was clear that Li Yifei came from one of those.

"I am Zhao Gong, and I’d indeed like to make your acquaintance," said the seated man with an increase of courtesy in his voice after gauging Li Yifei. He had paid a high price for these four subordinates who had served him well over the years. He knew the strength of his men—all capable of taking on over a dozen others. And now, they looked at Li Yifei with a kind of reverence, indicating that this was not someone to be trifled with.

Li Yifei lit a cigarette and said, "Zhao Gong, I don’t mind befriending you, but let me advise you to stay out of Yan Changshun’s business. I am certainly going to handle him."

Zhao Gong’s brows furrowed, and he said, "Brother, I’ve done my research. Is it that Director Yan couldn’t resist his desires? After all, he didn’t truly lay hands on your woman. In the underworld, we leave some room for maneuver so we can face each other again in the future. I want to mediate this matter. If you have any demands, feel free to voice them. I can make decisions on behalf of Director Yan."

Li Yifei shook his head, "This matter is non-negotiable."

"Don’t be so absolute, brother. I’m telling you, I’m dealing with this matter. If you insist on being bull-headed, then I’ll have no choice but to offend you. I don’t play by any rules in the underworld. You might be strong, but can you beat all of my brothers? And is your family equally strong?"

Li Yifei’s eyes narrowed, a chill flashing within them as he said, "Are you threatening me with my family?"

"That’s one way to interpret it," Zhao Gong replied coldly, maintaining his gaze on Li Yifei. Despite not being a dominant figure in the provincial city, he held some status. And although Li Yifei was formidable, he was but one man, and Zhao Gong was far from intimidated.

"That’s good to know. No matter who you work for or what you do, I’ll tell you this: if you think of touching my family, there’s only one outcome... and that’s death!"

Fury instantly surfaced on Zhao Gong’s face, but Li Yifei’s gaze injected him with a piercing coldness. He could actually feel that Li Yifei meant every word, and the four men around him now stood guard, tense and alert. They could sense the overwhelming combativeness emanating from Li Yifei.

They had combativeness, too, enough to make ordinary opponents’ knees weaken without even fighting, but now they felt utterly powerless against Li Yifei’s formidable aura. It seemed that the moment Li Yifei made a move, their only option would be to wait for death.

Just then, the sound of hasty footsteps came from outside, followed by a swarm of people rushing in.