Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

After finishing his statement, Yang Fei happened to see the little thug he had beaten come out of the police station together.

The thug's head was wrapped in bandages, and upon seeing Yang Fei, a vicious expression immediately appeared on his face.

"You dead security guard, just wait, the young master won't spare you."

Yang Fei's face darkened, he turned around and spoke to Xu Li.

"These people disrupted the school teaching order. Why are they released? They should at least be detained for security reasons, right?"

Xu Li was stunned, glanced at the two policemen responsible for interrogating the thugs, and sternly asked, "What's going on with you two?"

The two policemen were taken aback.

These people have powerful backgrounds, and to maintain the situation, minor punishments like security detention are almost never enforced.

After all, they'd be released in twenty-four hours anyway, and any small mishap during detention would let their lawyers pursue the matter endlessly and make it unclear.

So after making the statement, the police usually just give a verbal warning, letting the lawyers take the people away.

Who knew that Yang Fei witnessed this moment and refused to let it go.

One of the policemen glared at Yang Fei and scolded him.

"Do the police need your chatter to handle cases? Consider yourself lucky you're not detained. Do you want to teach us how to do our jobs?"

Yang Fei's face was completely black, and he coldly smirked.

"Now I get it. No wonder the Qingmen people are so arrogant."

Xu Li, hearing the implications in Yang Fei's words, was scared pale.

How could these ordinary policemen know Yang Fei's special identity?

If Yang Fei were to pursue this matter, even the leaders of the Sanhai City Bureau would be held accountable.

Xu Li didn't explain to Yang Fei, he just coldly looked at the two policemen.

"Detain them and let them go after twenty-four hours."

The two policemen were startled upon hearing this and looked at Xu Li in shock and uncertainty.

"Chief, you are..."

Xu Li waved his hand, stopping the policemen from speaking further.

"Don't say any more, just execute. In the future, for similar cases, follow the rules and don't make exceptions."

The thug never imagined that a single sentence from Yang Fei would get him locked up in a holding cell, making him both shocked and furious.

"Xu Li, you better think before you speak."

Xu Li turned away, sneered, "Are you threatening me?"

The thug was startled by the sudden gleam in usually docile Xu Li's eyes and didn't dare to speak further.

The two policemen put the thug in the cell, and Xu Li personally saw Yang Fei out.

Yang Fei looked at Xu Li calmly.

"Remember, you are not just a policeman, you are also a special agent, a soldier. A soldier should have integrity."

Xu Li stood solemnly and nodded.

Yang Fei patted his shoulder and turned to leave.

As he turned the police station's corner, he heard a horn sound.

Yang Fei looked up and saw Qin Xianfei's perfect, exquisite face in the driver's window of a Maybach, wearing sunglasses.

Yang Fei walked towards her, grinning, "What's up?"

Qin Xianfei took off her sunglasses and looked Yang Fei over, "Get in."

Yang Fei unceremoniously got into the passenger seat.

He gazed at Qin Xianfei's prominent, beautiful side profile.

"At least you have a conscience, knowing to pick me up. By the way, I'm injured, is there any worker's compensation?"

Qin Xianfei turned her head and looked at Yang Fei suspiciously.

"What injury do you have?"

Yang Fei feigned pain and coughed twice.

"Internal injury. I think if you give me a hundred or two hundred thousand, it should heal."

"Pfft, scoundrel!"

Qin Xianfei spat at him and then lightly said, "Thank you for today."

"If they had harmed the students, things would have gotten serious."

Yang Fei chuckled, playfully looking at her delicately contoured side profile.

"So, how will you show your gratitude?"

Qin Xianfei seemed puzzled, "Show gratitude how?"

Yang Fei guided Qin Xianfei patiently.

"If you thank someone, there should be reciprocation—raises, promotions, bonuses, gift cards, I'm easy going and not picky."

At this point, he looked at Qin Xianfei's ample chest with a mischievous grin.

"Of course, if you want to thank me physically, I'll reluctantly accept."

"Pfft, you bastard!"

Qin Xianfei found that talking to this guy naturally made her boil with anger, teeth gritting.

This shameless man is the epitome of giving him an inch and he takes a mile, provoking the urge to punch him.

She held back and held back, almost erupting an internal injury, and finally said fiercely.

"I was thinking of transferring you out of the security department, but it seems you're more suited for security, how can I trust students' mental health with you?"

At this, Yang Fei was suddenly on the verge of tears.

"Principal Qin, that's not fair, I'm a meritorious person."

Qin Xianfei glared at him, "Who told you to run your mouth? Now see the result of provoking me?"

Yang Fei pouted.

"Alright, then as the landlord, I announce that henceforth, my laundry and underwear will be your responsibility. Otherwise, you'll have to move out of my apartment."

Qin Xianfei spun her head around abruptly, a sentence squeezed through her clenched teeth.

"Fang Zhao, don't push it."

Yang Fei looked at her with a smile, eyebrows raising repeatedly: "Right back at you."

Qin Xianfei, having no outlet for her raging breath, suddenly floored the accelerator.

The Maybach accelerated instantly, shooting forward like an arrow.

This startled Yang Fei, "Damn it, you're crazy. I don't want to die with you."

Qin Xianfei's driving skills were impressive; even at lightning speed, she drove safely and soon they arrived at the apartment entrance.

Qin Xianfei got out of the car and, ignoring Yang Fei, stormed into the elevator.

Yang Fei followed into the elevator, neither spoke to the other as the elevator ascended.

Ding!

At that moment, the elevator suddenly shuddered, emitting a strange metallic grinding sound and abruptly stopped.

Subsequently, a sharp alarm sounded,

Yang Fei's face changed, and Qin Xianfei was startled.

The two instinctively looked at the jumping elevator floor numbers, realizing they had just reached the sixth floor.

The elevator malfunctioned.

Qin Xianfei's face turned deathly pale.

Though she was a martial arts expert, she had been pampered from a young age and had never encountered such an unexpected event.

Her heart pounded wildly, and she involuntarily leaned towards Yang Fei.

"Fang Zhao, will the elevator fall?"

Yang Fei seriously observed the elevator, then turned around with a grave expression and said, "Yes."

"Ah? Then will we die?"

Yang Fei's voice grew deep.

"Let me calculate, falling from the sixth floor, the internal organs would surely rupture."

"Your spine might break into several pieces, possibly losing control of your bowels, with blood, brain matter, and excrement smeared all over the elevator."

Hearing Yang Fei's terrifying description, Qin Xianfei could no longer hold it in.

Like a drowning person grasping at straws, she grabbed Yang Fei's arm.

"No, I don't want to die, not so horribly."

Yang Fei hadn't expected this martial arts master of the Energy Transformation Realm to be so fragile.

He was just pranking her, terrifying her to this extent.

Feeling Qin Xianfei's ample bosom pressing against his arm, his heart softened, and he held her hand.

"Alright, alright, I was just scaring you. It's not that easy for the elevator to fall."

Qin Xianfei, somewhat reassured, then realized she was hugging this man, quickly stepped back, blushed, and spat.