Reminder

Beside a Security Bureau vehicle.

Chen Feng stood to the right of the hood, facing the skinny Xiang Jianjun and another peacekeeper.

He could feel the curious gazes of many neighbors and passersby, while clearly hearing Xiang Jianjun's smiling words.

"Young man, I didn't expect we'd run into each other again so soon."

"Do you live nearby too?"

"Yeah." Chen Feng nodded lightly, not feeling awkward at all.

"By yourself?"

"Most of the time."

Chen Feng answered this way because Chen Yun occasionally came back to stay for a while.

"That's good."

Xiang Jianjun nodded and exchanged a few simple pleasantries with a chuckle.

Then, glancing at the passersby and residents kept several meters away, his smile faded.

Looking back at Chen Feng, he quickly changed the subject and asked seriously,

"Here's the thing. According to the surveillance footage, you passed through here around midnight last night."

"Do you remember seeing anything at the time?"

His tone was stern, and the frown lines on Xiang Jianjun's forehead came into view.

Chen Feng raised his brows at that, hearing something unusual in his words.

"A pair of scarlet eyes."

After considering it for a moment, he answered truthfully, "Something felt off, so I ran away right away."

The peacekeeper recording the statement beside them nodded instinctively, because it matched the surveillance footage exactly.

"Did you see anything else?" Xiang Jianjun continued asking, his white uniform shirt making him look especially solemn.

"No."

Chen Feng shook his head.

Seeing that Xiang Jianjun seemed somewhat disappointed, he quickly pretended to be curious. "Officer Xiang, what exactly was that thing? Was it really human?"

It devoured human organs.

Its eyes were scarlet, and its malice was violent.

No matter how he looked at it, it had nothing to do with the word human.

"Of course it was human."

"This is a technological society. Everything can be verified through materialist science and technology."

Xiang Jianjun's righteous answer left Chen Feng stunned for a moment.

He had thought he might get some useful information.

"Still, we're investigating the killer, and there is no conclusion for now."

"So until then, please don't reveal what you saw last night. We don't want to cause misunderstanding and panic among the public."

It was an extremely official answer. Chen Feng gave the other party a deep look.

He felt that the Security Bureau definitely knew something.

He did not ask further. He believed that once he became stronger in the future, he would learn more answers.

"Oh, right. Those two punks who robbed the supermarket confessed last night."

Perhaps Xiang Jianjun noticed the meaning behind Chen Feng's gaze, or perhaps he thought highly of him because of the supermarket incident.

He quickly changed the subject and voluntarily revealed another matter.

"Just as you guessed, both of them said they were acting on Zhao Jin's orders."

"At the time, Zhao Jin was parked by the roadside, keeping watch and waiting to pick them up. He did not expect to run into you."

"We've already started trying to arrest him, but we haven't found him yet. Be careful. If anything happens, contact us."

Chen Feng was somewhat surprised that Xiang Jianjun would voluntarily tell him these things.

He nodded and kept it in mind.

Before long, the questioning ended. Xiang Jianjun left several people behind to guard the scene, then received another call and hurried away.

Seeing this, Chen Feng did not linger.

He went home, practiced Judo for a while, and did bodyweight training for most of the morning.

After lunch, he brought his training clothes and two Energy Bars to the Martial Arts Hall again.

Bang!!

At two in the afternoon, the dull thuds of the sandbag continued echoing.

Thinking of the monster from last night, as well as the gruesome state of the corpse he had heard about at the scene today.

Chen Feng inexplicably felt a trace of urgency and pressure.

That monster felt at least twice as strong as Coach Lu.

In other words, if he had the bad luck to encounter it himself, there was only one possible outcome.

Death!

Bang!

At once, Chen Feng pushed aside those thoughts. His gaze sharpened, and he craved strength more than ever.

Throwing Straight Punches in succession, he continuously practiced Sanshou boxing techniques.

For a time, the sandbag's tough outer layer dented inward, while the hanging iron chains clattered and swayed in every direction.

Seeing this, many students nearby widened their eyes and silently compared themselves to him.

"Chen Feng is way too fierce."

"His punching power must be over ninety kilograms."

"Amateur Fourth Dan? Seriously?"

"Definitely. Didn't you see Zheng Qiang get knocked out in two punches yesterday?"

"He hid it so well. I never noticed before."

Whispers quietly rose. The once-obscure name Chen Feng had now become a prominent figure in the Sanshou training class.

Even students from Coach Lu's other training classes were paying considerable attention to him.

"Damn it, he hits hard."

Nearby, Zheng Qiang watched Chen Feng train, his face twisted as if he had a toothache. He instinctively rubbed his right cheek.

Although he had used spray and medicine and had fully recovered.

He still felt as though his face hurt a little.

Yesterday's crushing defeat was still vivid in his mind. More than anyone else, he knew how powerful and tough Chen Feng was.

That was ferocity infinitely close to Xu Dongtai's.

"There are only four days until the assessment. What are we supposed to do?"

"Do you think we still have a chance?"

Yu Shan, his boxing partner, was just as tall and sturdily built, standing a full one meter eighty-two.

Hearing that, Zheng Qiang fell silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

"The two of us probably have no hope. We'll wait for the next round."

His tone was helpless, with a hint of unwillingness.

Yu Shan knew what he meant. His gaze shifted, quickly landing on the other person in the training area.

Bang, bang! Dull booms rang out, louder than Chen Feng's.

The tall, brawny Xu Dongtai was drenched in sweat, but his expression was more focused than ever.

It was obvious that these two had begun competing against each other.

"Ah."

He sighed. It was the feeling in many people's hearts.

Yu Shan had once thought he possessed a bit of talent himself.

But now...

Shaking his head inwardly, he finally understood something he had heard before.

Martial arts talent was the cruelest thing of all.

"Dong Ge, don't train too hard. Be careful not to get injured."

In the Practice Field, Zhou Xin, Xu Dongtai's follower, saw that Xu Dongtai had finally stopped to catch his breath and hurriedly handed him a sports water bottle and towel.

Without answering, Xu Dongtai took the towel and wiped his sweat, then turned his head toward a corner seven or eight meters away.

The dull bang, bang sounds continued. The black-clothed youth's clothes were soaked through, yet he remained focused on practicing his punches.

His punches whistled through the air, clearly nearing a hundred kilograms—not much weaker than Xu Dongtai's.

"Again!"

With a cold shout, Xu Dongtai violently threw away the towel.

He turned and threw a punch, smashing it heavily into the sandbag once more.

"Tsk, tsk."

Seeing this, Coach Lu, who had entered the Practice Field, shook his head with a smile and clicked his tongue in wonder.

He had never noticed before that Xu Dongtai could work this hard.

But now.

He looked at Chen Feng's punching figure.

Although Chen Feng was still Proficient in Sanshou, Coach Lu could tell that he had clearly improved by another small step.

He changed every day—a genuine breakthrough and enlightenment.

If he could keep it up, then perhaps he might truly bring a surprise on the day of the assessment.

"Interesting."

Coach Lu smiled faintly, his gaze growing increasingly expectant.