Chapter 136: The Fury of the Kong Family

In the eastern outskirts of the capital stood a private estate spanning nearly a thousand mu.

Within its grounds were an open-air cinema, a golf course, a zoo, gardens, fountains, swimming pools, and even a small helipad.

There were four to five hundred servants and bodyguards in total. Outside the estate ran a broad avenue, along both sides of which stood guards wearing dark sunglasses and miniature earpieces, stationed at five-meter intervals.

More than a hundred bodyguards could be seen lining the road alone. Inside the estate, even more patrolled the grounds, appearing almost everywhere one looked.

The security arrangements could only be described as absolutely impregnable.

At the entrance to the avenue stood two dragon-shaped stone pillars. The dragons had been painted gold and were lifelike, soaring toward the heavens. Their heads bit down on four connected golden dragon pearls, upon which four magnificent characters had been carved:

The Kong Family Estate!

This was the headquarters of the capital’s Kong family.

In both wealth and connections, the Kong family possessed power beyond imagination. They were certainly not a force that ordinary factions could hope to shake.

At that moment, on the balcony of a luxurious nine-story European-style villa within the estate, stood a middle-aged man dressed in a suit. He appeared to be forty-five or forty-six, with a stern, resolute face.

When he looked down from above, his eyes held an air of contempt for all living things, as though he surveyed the entire world from on high.

An aura that made people instinctively wary radiated from him. He commanded respect without needing to display anger.

Yet at that moment, the middle-aged man’s expression was far from pleasant.

That was hardly surprising. As the current head of the Kong family, he was a towering figure whose influence reached throughout the whole of China. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by attendants, and a single word from him could summon countless followers.

Whether they were powerful figures in official and business circles or the monsters and demons of the underworld, all would show him respect.

But the events of the past few days had stripped him of every shred of dignity.

Unseemly photographs of his eldest son had spread wildly across the internet. Ordinary people might not recognize him, but no one in the capital’s upper circles would fail to do so. It was inevitable that some of those photographs had been seen by people within that social sphere.

If the photographs had shown him with a female celebrity or model, it might still have been tolerable.

But he had been photographed with a man—and, worse still, he had been bound.

More importantly, his eldest son had been missing for two or three days, without a word or trace.

According to the reports from his subordinates, there was a ninety percent chance that something had happened to him. The culprit had already been identified—and it was only one man. One man had actually dared to provoke the Kong family. What did that imply?

He had already sent people to deal with the matter. Strangely enough, those he dispatched had never returned.

By all indications, they too had met with misfortune.

“Patriarch, I think that boy has some ability. Why don’t we have the Ninghai Public Security Bureau arrest him and then hand him over to our people to be executed in secret?”

The middle-aged man standing nearby, also in his forties, offered the suggestion to Kong Tianxiang, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

“Very well. Do as you suggested.”

Kong Tianxiang nodded and gave his orders.

“Remember, there can be no further mistakes this time. Bring him back alive. I want to personally cut him into a thousand pieces and offer his remains as a sacrifice to Zetao. He must understand that not every stray cat or mangy dog is qualified to provoke the Kong family!”

“Patriarch, rest assured. I will personally oversee the operation this time. We will bring him back without fail. No matter how capable he may be, he will not escape our grasp.”

The middle-aged man beside him acknowledged the order and immediately took out his phone to make a call.

After Ninghai Mayor Zheng Shouyi suddenly received a phone call, he immediately contacted Wang Lixin, the chief of the Public Security Bureau, and applied pressure.

Upon receiving the mayor’s call, Wang Lixin’s heart tightened. He promptly issued stern orders to his subordinates, then personally went to supervise the operation. The entire police force was mobilized for the sole purpose of arresting one man.

In fact, the man they were after had entered the police’s sights several days earlier.

How could Wang Lixin, as bureau chief, not know that the Kong family’s young master had been stripped naked and dumped in the flower bed at Century Square?

He had sent people to investigate the matter at once.

However, at the time, Kong Zetao had shown no intention of having the police arrest the other party. Moreover, the man they had identified had once saved Wang Lixin’s daughter.

Thus, Wang Lixin had decided to let him off.

He had guessed then that Kong Zetao had refused police involvement because he intended to settle the matter privately. Wang Lixin also knew how formidable Chen Yufeng was.

Perhaps the Kong family’s young master had suffered because he had underestimated his opponent.

As it turned out, Wang Lixin’s guess had been correct. The young master of the Kong family had been missing for several days, and there was a strong possibility that he had fallen victim to Chen Yufeng. Now the mayor himself had called to apply pressure, demanding that the suspect be arrested and brought to justice as quickly as possible.

The matter directly concerned Wang Lixin’s position.

He did not dare show the slightest negligence. Virtually the entire police force had been deployed. More than two hundred special police and armed police officers, all fully equipped and carrying live ammunition, advanced in a long procession of thirty or forty police vehicles toward the apartment where the suspect lived.

“Wow, what on earth happened? Why are they making such a huge show of force?”

“My God, could there be a terrorist hideout somewhere in Ninghai?”

“Hurry up and follow them. We’re in for a good show…”

It was a little after nine in the evening, when Ninghai’s streets were at their busiest. The sight of such a massive operation shocked the pedestrians.

Most ordinary people had seen a spectacle like this only on television and had rarely witnessed one in person. They began speculating about what had happened, and many were seized by curiosity. Some immediately drove after the convoy to watch the commotion.

The operation was being commanded personally by Bureau Chief Wang Lixin, who sat in the vehicle with a trace of unease.

He had mobilized such overwhelming manpower that he believed no matter what abilities Chen Yufeng possessed, he could not possibly escape the inescapable net he had laid.

Fortunately, Wang Lixin had planned ahead. He had already determined the man’s address and instructed the apartment’s security guards to monitor his movements, reporting to the police whenever he left or returned.

A dozen plainclothes officers had just hurried to the vicinity to lie in wait, fearing that Chen Yufeng might hear of the operation and flee.

Wang Lixin had now received word from his subordinates that the suspect was inside his apartment and showed no sign of attempting to escape.

That eased his mind considerably.

Still, afraid that something might go wrong, he had not ordered the officers to move immediately. Instead, they continued watching the apartment, waiting for the right moment to strike. Once the police force arrived, they would close the net.

This operation was certain to end perfectly.

“Brother Yufeng, it isn’t that I don’t want to help you. But of all the people you could have offended, you chose the Kong family. Do you really think that tiger is someone you can provoke?”

Sitting in the police car, Wang Lixin closed his eyes and fell into thought.

He recalled the scene from several days earlier, when Chen Yufeng had seized a gun, rescued a hostage, and cured his daughter. In his opinion, the man was a rare and extraordinary individual.

Had he committed an ordinary crime, Wang Lixin might perhaps have been willing to show him mercy.

But this time, the matter was simply too serious. He had heard that the Kong family’s men were already on a plane and heading this way. It would not be long before they arrived.

When that happened, Chen Yufeng would be handed over to the Kong family for judgment.

As for the result…

What kind of fate could anyone who offended the Kong family possibly expect?

He would certainly wish for death rather than endure what awaited him.