After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chapter 1267 - 661: Is Good Luck Running Out?

After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chapter 1267 - 661: Is Good Luck Running Out?

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On a road leading from Yuelou Town to Ring City Highway, the road was relatively wide, with four lanes. Chen Feng's car was parked on the roadside near a farm field.

The traffic on this road was still relatively heavy, and while Chen Feng dragged Gao Xinfu out of the car and ruthlessly beat him, many cars passed by, but not a single one stopped to watch the commotion or intervene heroically. Even when some vehicles saw them, they slightly reduced their speed but ultimately did not stop.

This was understandable. Seeing Chen Feng's ruthless fighting technique and Gao Xinfu's bloody face and drooping hands, no one dared stop to join the excitement.

Moreover, something Chen Feng didn't know was that many passing drivers noticed the handgun tucked into his waistband. Watching Chen Feng being so vicious, with a gun in his back, they assumed it wasn't a toy gun.

They thought that someone like him was either a police officer or a criminal. Seeing the luxury car parked next to Chen Feng, the possibility of him being a police officer seemed low, leaving only the criminal possibility. No one dared to stop; many drivers even sped away deliberately.

Indeed, most of the drivers and passengers hesitated but ultimately chose not to call the police.

It's understandable; in many situations, being heroic and upholding justice can come at a great cost to ordinary people. Besides, they didn't know the specifics; if it was police capturing a criminal, calling the police might be redundant.

Of course, their reasoning was just self-consolation. Mainly, they retreated out of fear, but this is human nature.

After Chen Feng broke Gao Xinfu's other arm, he felt slightly more at ease.

Both of Gao Xinfu's arms were brutally broken, his face bloodied and swollen, and his head still bleeding from a hit with a gun butt.

However, Gao Xinfu's will was incredibly strong; despite being beaten so badly by Chen Feng, he hadn't passed out. After Chen Feng pinned him to the ground, he turned his head and shouted furiously, "Chen Feng, I must kill you!"

"You have no chance!"

Initially, Chen Feng didn't want to hit him again, but after hearing this, he couldn't suppress his anger. He reached for his waistband, took out the handgun, and struck his head with the gun butt again.

This time the force was heavy, making Gao Xinfu grunt, causing his head to bleed again, finally making him pass out.

Chen Feng was startled; he certainly didn't intend to kill him directly. He immediately checked his carotid artery, which was still pulsating, and then checked for breathing at his nostrils, reassuring himself.

I'm afraid he might accidentally kill him, Chen Feng swiftly let go of him and stood up.

In such a state, with both arms broken, even pretending to faint, Gao Xinfu couldn't escape in front of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng stood beside him, holding the gun in his right hand. Many passing vehicles accelerated by, and some drivers with good eyesight saw the handgun Chen Feng was holding and the unconscious person at his feet from afar, choosing to stop at the roadside instead of approaching.

Chen Feng's attention at this moment wasn't on the passing vehicles and drivers; he immediately took out his phone and called Qin Zhen.

"Quickly come over here, on the road from Yuelou Town to Ring City Highway, I think it's called Fuyang Road. The fugitive Gao Xinfu is with me and I've caught him."

Chen Feng explained the situation simply and clearly.

Qin Zhen was, of course, shocked and promptly asked seriously, "Are you joking? This can't be a joke."

"Why would I joke about this? Hurry up and come over; if the police arrive later, it won't be your affair."

Hearing this, Qin Zhen immediately believed him and replied decisively, "Alright, I'm coming right away." ๐™›๐’“๐’†๐™š๐’˜๐’†๐“ซ๐™ฃ๐“ธ๐™ซ๐“ฎ๐’.๐’„๐’๐“ถ

"Hurry up; if the police arrive, I won't wait for you."

"Understood."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng suddenly felt an urge to smoke, even though he didn't smoke much.

But after going through such an event, he felt the need for a cigarette to relieve his nerves.

Chen Feng walked to the car. The rear door was still open. He knocked on the car door and then asked Cheng Yuhuan, who was dumbstruck sitting in the passenger seat, "Are you okay? Do you have cigarettes?"

Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, Cheng Yuhuan finally sobered up, quickly opened the car door and got out. First, she nervously peeked at the incapacitated Gao Xinfu lying on the ground beside the car, then asked fearfully, "Is... is he dead?"

Casually, Chen Feng replied, "No, he's passed out. Do you have cigarettes?"

Cheng Yuhuan was startled and quickly worried, "Aren't you afraid that he'll escape?"

"Both his hands are broken by me, and he's been beaten so badly. Do you think he can escape? I also have this gun, in my hand now."

Chen Feng waved the gun still in his hand at Cheng Yuhuan.

Seeing the gun in Chen Feng's hand, Cheng Yuhuan finally relaxed and brightly gazed at him, saying, "Thanks to you this time; otherwise today would be the anniversary of our death."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Just don't blame me for dragging you into this."

Cheng Yuhuan quickly said, "How can I blame you? It's entirely his fault, this murderer. Now it's okay; this nationally wanted murderer has been captured by you, and you're going to be famous."

Chen Feng immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want to be famous. If the police arrive first, forget it. If Qin Zhen arrives first, remember to keep today's event confidential; I don't want to be famous."

Considering Chen Feng's current status, Cheng Yuhuan understood and agreed.

"Do you have cigarettes? I suddenly really want to smoke." Chen Feng asked for the third time.

This time, Cheng Yuhuan couldn't avoid it anymore and had to open her handbag, taking out a pack of cigarettes, not lady cigarettes but a pack of Soft Hua.

Seeing Chen Feng's somewhat surprised expression, Cheng Yuhuan quickly explained, "I don't smoke, but sometimes when going out, dealing with people requires cigarettes, so I always carry a pack."

The explanation seemed reasonable. Chen Feng naturally wouldn't care whether she smoked or not, just nodded. Cheng Yuhuan came over to offer him the pack of Soft Hua, already opened, with about half left. Chen Feng took one and put it in his mouth.

Meanwhile, Cheng Yuhuan took out a delicate lighter from her bag and promptly lit the cigarette for Chen Feng.

After lighting the cigarette, Chen Feng inhaled forcefully, nearly choking.

Back in college, he had learned to smoke a few cigarettes, but then wisely didn't really learn to smoke, keeping the good habit till now.

After a moment of adjustment, Chen Feng slowly took a second puff, but didn't inhale it into his lungs, just into his mouth before exhaling.

Doing this a few times, Chen Feng got used to it, and his nerves gradually calmed down.

At this moment, he started paying attention to his surroundings, noticing several cars parked tens of meters away by the roadside, and passing vehicles were driving close to the center line, speeding when they reached him.

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