"Isn't it just like what I'm doing now? You're holding me hostage, waiting for me to take you to the other side of the Central Boundary Island, then using your phone to transfer a sum of money from me, and finally, you plan to kill me, right?"

Hearing Chen Feng speak so calmly, Gao Xinfu was a bit taken aback. He almost blurted out, "You're right."

But he held back and immediately denied, "Of course not. I've got no deep-seated grudges against you today or any other day, so why would I want to kill you? However, you're partially right. I do intend to get some money from you and then run away. I hope you understand. I'm not asking for much; just transfer as much as you can from your phone, probably no more than a few million. That shouldn't be much to you."

"It seems you really came specifically for me. When did you start targeting me? Was it back in Qingpu Town?"

"No, that's not the case." Gao Xinfu denied again, "It's just your bad luck. I happened to pass by here and saw you and your Cayenne. People who drive million-dollar cars, how could they possibly not have money? Isn't that right?"

"I might believe other things you say, but saying it's my bad luck, I definitely don't believe. Since my divorce, my luck's been great—I even won tens of millions in the lottery. Can you really say my luck is bad?"

"Damn, seriously? You won the lottery?" Gao Xinfu's face instantly showed envy and jealousy, "I used to buy tickets too, but the most I ever won was twenty bucks. Damn it."

"Why would I lie to you? Otherwise, what do you think a broke country boy like me who got divorced and unemployed relied on to get rich?"

"Damn, you've got some incredible luck." After a bout of jealousy, Gao Xinfu sneered, "Maybe your luck is all used up—it wouldn't have brought you to me otherwise."

"I don't think my good luck is all used up yet. Meeting you seems like I've been betrayed by someone treacherous. It must be that bastard Chen Guoxiang who encouraged you to find me, right? He told you I'm very wealthy, didn't he?"

Gao Xinfu was momentarily speechless, because that was precisely the truth.

It was Chen Guoxiang who repeatedly urged him to go after Chen Feng even before he decided to kill Ma Laoliu. He kept enticing him by saying how rich Chen Feng was and that he could get a lot of money from Chen Feng to run away comfortably. Also, Gao Xinfu owed Chen Guoxiang a huge favor. Back when he was doing telecom fraud and couldn't meet his targets, he was nearly beaten to death. It was Chen Guoxiang whom he called and begged, borrowing 50,000 yuan to save his life.

To Gao Xinfu, Chen Guoxiang was a lifesaver; he was someone who knew the difference between gratitude and resentment. This time, targeting Chen Feng was not only for the money but also to repay the favor to Chen Guoxiang.

"See, I hit the nail on the head, didn't I?" Chen Feng sighed, "Honestly, you might not believe it, but Chen Guoxiang sending you to me is a classic case of biting the hand that feeds you."

Gao Xinfu couldn't help but laugh dismissively, "You slept with his wife, and he's the one biting the hand that feeds?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng truly felt more unjustly accused than Dou E. The truth was, he and Ni Yuhua were completely innocent; he didn't get any benefits from it and was even brought this life-threatening trouble. It's really messed up.

"I really didn't sleep with his wife; he just thinks I did, but I honestly didn't. You might not believe it, but his wife tried to seduce me to borrow money. If I weren't a man of principles who doesn't sleep with married women, I might have slept with her. But the fact is, I didn't sleep with her.

Later, I did lend her a million, but only because she hadn't left Chen Guoxiang. Also, I intended to hire her to work for me. There really wasn't anything between us. Later, when Ni Yuhua divorced him, I didn't expect it, and it had nothing to do with me. Chen Guoxiang clearly misunderstood me."

Gao Xinfu coldly replied, "Do you believe that yourself?"

Chen Feng: "…If you don't believe it, then forget it."

"Alright, I don't care about your grudges with him, nor do I care if you had an affair with his wife. Just cooperate with me well now, and I won't kill you after I get the money. At most, I'll tie you up in the car. You can rest assured about that."

These were words to disregard; both Chen Feng and Cheng Yuhuan couldn't trust them.

"Alright, now give me your payment app login password." Gao Xinfu demanded.

Chen Feng replied casually, "Forgot."

"Forgot?" Gao Xinfu's expression darkened, threatening, "You'd better cooperate nicely, or I really can't promise not to kill you."

"I really forgot. I always use fingerprint, face recognition, or SMS to log in. Why don't you try the SMS verification login?"

And indeed, Gao Xinfu immediately lowered his head and operated, smoothly logging into the payment app. Upon seeing the total assets, his eyes lit up. There was over 1.5 million, all in a money market fund, with no daily transfer limit and daily interest of more than fifty yuan.

Gao Xinfu, somewhat excited, operated skillfully. Having been involved in telecom fraud in Northern Myanmar for over two years, he had long acquired several accounts under others' names and was very familiar with money transfers.

"What's the payment password?" Gao Xinfu asked the critical question.

"Forgot." Chen Feng still answered casually.

"Are you fucking courting death? Tell me the password now." Gao Xinfu, enraged, instantly picked up his gun from the back and pressed the muzzle against the back of Chen Feng's head.

Chen Feng remained unfazed and said indifferently, "I really forgot. I always use fingerprint or face payment; it's convenient, saves the hassle of remembering passwords."

"Then give me your fingerprint."

Gao Xinfu immediately handed over the phone.

"I'm driving."

"Then damn it, pull over first."

"Got it!"

Suddenly, Chen Feng slammed on the brakes. Gao Xinfu, completely unprepared, was thrown forward involuntarily. At that moment, Chen Feng quickly stretched out a hand, grabbed Gao Xinfu's gun-wielding right wrist, and twisted it hard. A cracking sound was heard as his right elbow was broken like twisting a sugarcane.

Gao Xinfu let out a pig-like scream from the pain. Ferociously, he swung his left hand toward Chen Feng's face, but Chen Feng's right hand blocked it. Simultaneously, Chen Feng's left hand grabbed the gun that fell and struck Gao Xinfu's head hard, breaking it open, causing blood to flow.

Just as Gao Xinfu instinctively used his left hand to cover his bleeding head, Chen Feng quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and stepped out while slipping the gun into his back waistband.

Before Gao Xinfu could react, Chen Feng pulled open the car's back door, grabbed his collar, and yanked him out of the car.

Right after, Chen Feng pressed Gao Xinfu's head against the car body with force, producing a loud thud. The car body was dented, and Gao Xinfu was left with a face full of blood, screaming miserably.

Chen Feng executed another martial arts move, twisting his left arm backward with force. With another crack, his left hand was also broken.