Chapter 974 - 974: One-Way Authority

The taxi drove further and further off the beaten path. When it stopped again, the driver retrieved a blindfold from the glove box and threw it to the back seat without turning his head: "Put it on yourself, don't play tricks, or I'll dig your eyes out."

With that said, he began to unbuckle his belt.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly. Was this son of a b*tch a pervert?

Judging by the blindfold in the glove box, it didn't seem to be his first time doing such a thing, and in this desolate area, if this guy was lusting after my beauty... tsk!

Lusting after my handsome appearance, harboring sinister thoughts—it wasn't entirely impossible.

After all, people with a beast's heart under a human face are everywhere.

Just like Lv Baoping who I encountered not long ago. From his appearance alone, no one would suspect he was a fanatical secret photographer.

Not long after, the driver finished unbuckling his belt and turned to see Xiao Feng still hadn't put on the blindfold and angrily said, "What are you dawdling for?

Do I have to do it myself?

Make it quick, put your hands forward!"

Following orders, Xiao Feng extended his hands, his wrists naturally coming together as if he were preparing to perform "magic hands."

"You've got a good sense!" The driver snorted coldly and used the belt to bind Xiao Feng's hands and then put the blindfold on him.

What he didn't know is that in the moment of unbuckling that belt, he had actually brushed past the gates of hell a few times.

With his hands tied and wearing a blindfold, Xiao Feng soon felt the vehicle begin to move.

He wasn't too panicked, because seeing the road wasn't particularly crucial for him.

If he were in an airplane, ship, train, high-speed rail, subway, or other vehicles, Xiao Feng wouldn't be confident he could decipher the route, but in a car, it was relatively easier.

Through the vibration and sway of the vehicle, he could infer the angle of the front wheel's rotation, and thus deduce whether it was changing lanes or turning.

Then, by gauging the car's speed and calculating the time, he could estimate the approximate distance.

Of course, this required specialized training to pull off.

For a moment, Xiao Feng began constructing a map of the route in his mind, beginning with the road sign he'd just seen.

It had been too long since he'd undergone such treatment, so he couldn't guarantee there wouldn't be errors, but he was pretty sure he could pin down a general area.

...

On the other side, Hui Shiqi, sitting in front of the computer, stared wide-eyed and asked, "Did Brother Feng really get kidnapped?"

"We should stop wasting time here and quickly rescue the boss." Old Ha suggested.

"So annoying! So annoying!" The little girl scolded angrily, "Can you two stop talking?"

Old Ha and Hui Shiqi immediately fell silent like cicadas in winter. In the team, the little girl's influence was indisputable.

A moment later, Du Qingyue spoke, "Although I don't think Xiao Feng will have any issues, for safety's sake, we should prepare two options.

Yaoyao, send the location to my phone, and Aspergillus oryzae, Xue Nuofu, and Mr. Neng Ren, please come with me."

"Sister Qingyue, why aren't you taking me?" The little girl unhappily asked.

Old Ha also objected, "Aspergillus oryzae isn't as smart as I am. Let me go with you to support the boss."

And Hui Shiqi, Hui Shiba, along with Lone Wolf, all requested to join.

Du Qingyue raised her hand to stop the noise, calmly saying, "No need for so many people. Besides, someone needs to keep an eye on things here. Let's settle this matter without further discussion."

This remark had a hint of autocracy.

But at crucial moments, someone had to make a decision, and it only needed to be one person making said decision.

Otherwise, with everyone's differing opinions, the best opportunity would slip away.

The reason Du Qingyue selected Neng Ren, Xue Nuofu, and Aspergillus oryzae was undoubtedly due to her considerations.

Neng Ren was skilled in disguise and, if used properly, could be extremely effective.

Xue Nuofu could unleash bees, and such wide-range attacks were indeed formidable.

Aspergillus oryzae was adept with poison and could, if executed well, kill without leaving any trace, saving time in physical confrontations.

...

Under the driver's urging, Xiao Feng entered a small room.

As soon as he entered, the pungent smell of smoke assailed his nose.

He heard the sound of poker cards gradually losing their energy as they hit the table and the clatter of mahjong tiles colliding.

This indicated that there must be quite a few people in the room.

The next moment, the blindfold was taken off, and the harsh light from the overhead lamp made Xiao Feng squint involuntarily.

After a few seconds, his eyes adjusted to the surroundings.

Xiao Feng glanced around, and the room's layout and the number of people present became clear.

Judging by the layout, this should be a moderately sized rental room, but there were no beds, and the only furniture was a row of couches.

All remaining space was occupied by the mahjong table and a table set up for playing cards.

In terms of numbers, including the driver and the middle-aged man sitting on the opposite sofa, plus Xiao Feng himself, there were eleven people in total.

"Brother Lei, this kid has two beads on him. Judging by the looks of them, they're probably antiques and probably not cheap." The driver, as if reporting his merit, ran to the middle-aged man, speaking.

Xiao Feng's gaze followed and moved over to size up the middle-aged man.

The man had a thin build, a clean face, and dense gray-white hair.

His neck and wrists were adorned with cultural playthings, and between the index and middle fingers of his right hand was a cigarette, his expression like a stagnant pool of water, showing no disturbance.

"Did you find out his background?" Brother Lei asked, tepidly.

The driver nodded obsequiously, "I found out everything on the way. His name is Xiao Bajia, lives next to a dam, and his dad's sort of in the business, but doesn't have much background."

"Xiao Bajia?

Haha!

Xiao Bajia?"

Brother Lei's men started mumbling, their expressions filled with contempt.

Xiao Feng opened his mouth but soon closed it.

He almost couldn't help but just blurt out, "Hello, sons."

Brother Lei jerked his head toward Xiao Feng, and a crew-cut guy at the mahjong table immediately understood, swaggering over and saying, "Xiao Bajia, right?

Do you believe I'll beat you until you call me Daddy?"

"Hey." Xiao Feng responded with a nod, indicating agreement.

However, to others, it seemed like the crew-cut guy called Xiao Feng Daddy, and Xiao Feng had naturally agreed.

If you didn't see it visually and just listened, it sounded like a father-son dialogue was about to unfold.

"D*mn it! You actually dare to agree?"

The crew-cut guy was instantly furious and swung his fist intending to smash it into Xiao Feng's face.

Xiao Feng didn't dodge at all, appearing as though he was scared stupid.

However, just as the fist was five centimeters away from Xiao Feng's face, Brother Lei shouted, "Stop!"

The crew-cut guy snorted coldly and obediently retreated.

"Will you hand over the beads yourself, or shall I have someone make a move?" Brother Lei asked with a smile, appearing completely harmless.

Xiao Feng smiled in return, his gaze slowly sweeping across the faces around him, showing no signs of tension, and he said, "You must have performed such a scene many times, right?

Have you never seen someone as calm as me?

Don't worry; I will write the script from here on.

Your part can be scrapped!"