Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 895 - 936 He Family’s General

Chapter 895: Chapter 936 He Family’s General

The two men who came to the villa were from the Zheng family, whose power as a prominent Capital City clan far exceeded that of the smaller provincial clan of Ye Yunzhu’s family. Though based in the Capital City, these large families often had their real foundations spread across the entire country. Their presence in the capital merely facilitated easier management of family affairs, much like how large companies establish their headquarters there.

The Zheng family was significantly more powerful than the Ye family, not only in economic strength and influence but also in their roster of talented individuals, especially when it came to martial arts experts, who were a recruitment priority and of paramount importance.

Other talents they recruited mostly served the purpose of making money for the family, but it was only the martial artists who could protect the vital interests and key persons of the family. Without such protection, all the money and power in the world would be useless if key figures were easily killed or compromised.

These two men were renowned experts from the He family, typically out of public view, only deployed to manage disputes involving family members when necessary. Even as top fighters, they were treated with great respect and didn’t intervene without a substantial reason.

This time, He Zhenyang had summoned them to punish someone, which was something they were initially reluctant to do. However, with the abduction of He Zhenyang’s fiancée threatening the family’s reputation and hearing of the adversary’s prowess, the He family had dispatched them with clear instructions to chase off the rival and prevent further contact with Xiao Ling’er. In today’s digital age, large families like theirs handled matters discreetly, avoiding outright murder unless absolutely certain it couldn’t be traced back.

No matter how powerful, these clans still operated within the confines of the state and strove to avoid giving critics any leverage. They always sought to act lawfully and logically.

It was commonly the younger generation, like He Zhenyang and Chen Fangzhou, who caused troubles. Their families hoped their marriage would stabilize them and lock in considerable mutual benefits.

As for Xiao Ling’er’s past relationships, they were irrelevant; what mattered was her marrying He Zhenyang from now on.

The two men, He Chong and He Meng, weren’t originally surnamed He but were adopted orphans meticulously groomed until they shone, eventually being granted the family name — a common practice among major families, ensuring the orphans, free of prior attachments, devoted themselves entirely to the family and had arranged marriages within the clan.

A large family couldn’t rely solely on its main branch due to limited and not always capable personnel. They continually cultivated loyal members to serve across generations, akin to ancient house guards.

These house guards often held status just below that of the family’s natives. Outstanding ones received utmost regard and compensation from the family, sometimes even outstripping direct descendants, who treated these skilled guards with great respect.

This respect was key to the guards’ lifelong service — they didn’t feel inferior and benefited from the aura of belonging to a powerful clan.

He Chong and He Meng had lived with and served the He family for over forty years. Both men had wed women chosen by the family and regarded the He family as their own. Their mission now, triggered by an assault on a family member and the stealing of a fiancée, was to defend the He family’s honor by dealing with Li Yifei.

"We are from the He family," He Chong said to Li Yifei, speaking with his typical brevity, his introduction itself a declaration of their purpose, while He Meng, who rarely spoke, usually did so just before taking action.

Li Yifei, recognizing the solid, unshakeable presence of the two men, felt a mixture of surprise and respect. They clearly were not ordinary fighters; in any military unit, these men would be among the elite, let alone in the Flying Hawk Squad.

Previously in Capital City, he hadn’t interacted much with such big clans except when carrying out specific missions or ensuring leaders’ security. He was unaware that such formidable experts lay hidden within these families. It seemed, he had known too little before.

"What do you intend to do?" Li Yifei responded calmly, matching the briefness of the other’s speech.

"First!" He Chong raised three fingers, then retracted two, saying, "From now on, cease all contact with Xiao Ling’er!"

"Second!" He Chong raised another finger, stating, "Leave the Capital City, never to step foot here again!"

"Third!" He Chong spread all three fingers, slowly adding, "We’ll break your legs."

Li Yifei’s expression remained impassive as he replied, "I have only one condition, you go back where you came from."

He Chong and He Meng’s faces showed no anger; instead, they stared at Li Yifei. They, too, sensed the danger that only a true master could perceive emanating from Li Yifei. The young man standing before them was indeed powerful. Although they had found out that Li Yifei had come here, they had not uncovered his identity—not because they couldn’t, but because they were in such a hurry that they had failed to do so.

A young man with such formidable skills was generally someone of significance. He Chong slowly asked, "Who are you?"

"Who I am doesn’t matter. Come on." Li Yifei placed his hands behind his back, adopting a posture even more arrogant than his adversaries.

He Meng frowned, stepped forward abruptly, and bellowed. He threw a punch straight toward Li Yifei’s chest. The punch was straightforward, without any trickery, but the force enveloped Li Yifei’s entire body. If Li Yifei dodged, the punch would transform into a thunderous onslaught, unceasing until it toppled its target. It seemed simple yet left no room for retreat.

Li Yifei squinted and remained still.

"You’re bold, boy!"

This was a slight to He Meng; his temper was already fiery, and now his eyes bulged with rage. The force enveloping Li Yifei suddenly concentrated at his fist tip, with the sound of breaking wind suddenly filling the air as He Meng’s fist hurtled toward Li Yifei’s chest.

Li Yifei laughed heartily. "That’s more like it," he said. In the midst of speaking, his right hand quickly flipped, his palm turning into a blade, and he chopped toward He Meng’s wrist.

The timing of this palm strike was perfect. If He Meng continued to attack, Li Yifei’s palm would sever He Meng’s wrist before the fist could hit his chest.

Though He Meng’s punch was powerful, he knew his wrist couldn’t withstand Li Yifei’s hand blade. Continuing the assault would only wreck his own punch, while the young man opposite would remain unscathed.

Among masters, the brain often doesn’t need to think when making a move. He Meng changed his punch into a palm, altering his straight strike into a rising blow, countering Li Yifei’s hand blade with his own attack.

Li Yifei still didn’t meet him head-on; he folded four fingers, leaving only the index finger extended. He adjusted the angle slightly and again aimed for He Meng’s wrist.

He Meng roared, retracted his hand, and kicked fiercely at Li Yifei.

Li Yifei sidestepped and lifted his right foot, kicking sideways at He Meng’s knee joint.

In a blink, the two had exchanged several moves. He Meng’s moves were grand and forceful, the fierceness of his attacks resembling a violent storm, apparently gaining the upper hand in sheer momentum.

Li Yifei, however, favored finesse; he did not clash with He Meng head-on, but his attacks were precise, always targeting He Meng’s weakest points at just the right moment, forcing He Meng to switch techniques midway through almost every move.

In Xiao Ling’er and He Yuling’s eyes, it seemed as if He Meng had the advantage. They were both extremely nervous, clutching their hands, drenched in sweat, fearing that Li Yifei would lose. Losing would not only likely result in serious injuries for Li Yifei, but it would also mean forfeiting the chance to negotiate with their families.

But through He Chong’s eyes, the scene was greatly surprising. With his keen vision, he could clearly see that He Meng wasn’t gaining any advantage at all and was quite frustrated.

He hadn’t expected such a young man to possess such incredible skills. Where had this guy come from?

If the fight continued this way, He Meng would soon be unable to hold on. Thus, without further thought, He Chong bellowed. He couldn’t be concerned with the decorum of not ganging up in a fight between masters. At least he didn’t sneak attack, giving Li Yifei a warning before he too attacked him.

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