Chapter 124: A Chance Encounter with an Assassin

“Don’t you ever go online? Videos of your cycling skills were uploaded to the internet, and lots of people call you that.”

The little girl’s bright, limpid eyes remained fixed on Chu Feng, filled with admiration.

Hearing her, Chu Feng understood. It turned out that netizens had given him a nickname: Big Brother Racing God.

“Could you give me your autograph? My brother and I both admire you.” The little girl took a notebook and pen from her brother’s bag and handed them to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng accepted them and wrote his name. After a moment’s thought, he drew a heart beneath it, then added the date.

“Little one, did you come to the hospital to visit an elder?” Chu Feng returned the notebook and pen, asking casually.

“No. I ate something bad yesterday, so my brother brought me here to see a doctor today. We haven’t even registered yet.”

As she spoke, the little girl bent slightly at the waist. Her stomach must have hurt badly. She had probably eaten something cold.

“Fortunately, I’m a doctor. Let me take a look. Perhaps you won’t even need to register—I can treat you myself.”

Chu Feng crouched down first and examined the little girl’s tongue.

Afterward, he placed a hand on her stomach and began gently massaging it. Before long, warmth spread through her belly, and the pain vanished completely.

“Does it still hurt?” While massaging her, Chu Feng discreetly infused her with a little of his life force.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore. So Big Brother Racing God really is a doctor.” The little girl patted her stomach and found that the pain was truly gone.

“Big Brother Racing God, you cured my stomach. Let me treat you to a meal! My brother is very rich.” As she spoke, the little girl patted her brother’s arm.

“Thank you,” the girl’s brother said to Chu Feng. He had watched Chu Feng’s videos before, but now that he was meeting him in person, he was surprisingly less excited.

“Come on. I’m going to eat with Brother Cheng today, and I want to take a picture with him to show my classmates.” The little girl grabbed Chu Feng’s hand and tried to lead him outside, completely unafraid that he might be a bad person.

“Let’s go. Come with me.” Chu Feng called out to Han Xuefang, then left the hospital with the little girl, Ziyan, and the girl’s brother.

“Big Brother Racing God, are the two sisters behind me both your girlfriends? But our teacher said that a man can only date one girlfriend, and he can only marry one wife. So why do you have two?”

As they walked, the little girl asked Chu Feng one strange question after another. The innocence in her eyes made Chu Feng feel as though he had committed some crime.

“The girl with purple hair is a good friend of mine. The other girl beside her is my girlfriend.” Chu Feng patiently explained, not wanting the child to misunderstand.

“But I heard the boys in my class say that their father has several girlfriends, and their mother knows about it but does nothing. Why is that?”

Chu Feng had no idea what sort of school the girl attended. The boys in her class actually discussed such things.

He glanced at her, not knowing how to answer, and could only remain silent.

Behind them, Ziyan, Han Xuefang, and the girl’s brother all shook their heads when they heard her. This little girl truly knew far too much.

Before long, the little girl led them to a hamburger restaurant. At her age, she naturally loved hamburgers and fries.

She was not at all reserved. She ordered a family bucket, then added several meal combos. As she put it, there were so many of them that anything they could not finish could simply be packed up to take home.

Chu Feng did not let the girl’s brother pay. He settled the bill himself, carried the food over, and sat down with them at a large table inside.

As Chu Feng ate and chatted with the little girl, he became increasingly certain that she was no ordinary child. Her manners and the things she said were beyond what one would expect from a normal girl her age.

After finishing a cup of soda, the little girl ran to the restroom, and her brother hurried after her.

Chu Feng glanced at the man. He did not seem much like the girl’s brother; he looked more like a bodyguard. His gait was exceptionally steady, and he was certainly trained in martial arts.

A short while later, the little girl came out, bouncing along happily. There must have been water near the restroom, because the floor was slippery. After taking only a couple of steps, she suddenly lunged forward and crashed into someone.

The little girl was short, and her head struck the man’s waist. Yet it felt to her as though she had collided with a wall. Her little head hurt terribly.

Her bodyguard hurried over and helped her up, then apologized to the man she had struck. He was a foreigner and said nothing, merely glancing at the little girl before entering the restroom.

“That hurt so much! Why is that man’s waist so hard? It felt like I hit a piece of iron.” The little girl sat in a chair, clutching her head.

She had spoken without thinking, but Chu Feng listened carefully. A wary look appeared in his eyes.

Even if the girl had struck the foreigner’s belt buckle, it should not have hurt that badly. Unless the foreigner had a firearm or some kind of cold weapon strapped to his waist.

Still, Chu Feng did not go into the restroom to investigate. If he had misjudged the situation, it would be difficult to explain—especially since the other man was a foreigner.

Not long afterward, the foreigner emerged. He had pale skin and looked rather like an American, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp. The moment he came out, he swept his gaze across the entire surroundings.

When he saw the purple-haired girl, his pupils contracted.

He knew her. She was the famous Ziyan.

Ziyan sensed someone watching her and turned around. When she saw the foreigner, she merely glanced at him before turning away again.

“Chu Feng, there’s something wrong with the man behind us. He’s probably one of the Blazing Sun’s people.” Ziyan was sitting close to Chu Feng, and she spoke so quietly that even Han Xuefang, who was beside them, could not hear.

Chu Feng made a throat-slitting gesture toward Ziyan, then pointed at the assassin.

“Brother, take the little girl outside first. There are a few things that need to be dealt with here.” As Chu Feng spoke, he gave the man a meaningful look. As long as he was not a fool, he would understand what Chu Feng meant.

“Xiaoyu, we should go home now. If your mother finds out you sneaked out to eat hamburgers, she’ll definitely spank you.”