Chapter 53: The Aura Flies into the Web

  "Who are you talking about? I think you're the one who's looking for trouble!"

  She grew up in Pingyuan University, and with just one phone call, she could summon a large number of junior brothers and sisters. Plus, her personality was also bold, so naturally, she wasn't afraid of anything.

  "If you're afraid of losing, get out of here immediately and stop being a nuisance."

  The man's face finally turned serious and said, "Alright, I agree to this condition." As he spoke, he took a step forward to stand in front of Zhang Jun, his eyes fixed intently on him.

  Zhang Jun's Hunyuan pole underwent a slight transformation, and inside it hid the framework of Taiji whip.

  The other party's shoulder moved slightly, and with a flash of movement, he closed in and kicked over with a whip-like leg.

  In Zhang Jun's eyes, the man's movements were as slow as a snail. He leaned back and easily dodged, then moved forward with his arm swinging to strike. His upper arm was like a whip handle, his forearm like a whip tip, swinging out with a crisp "crack" sound.

  The sound came out, and Zhang was very surprised. He knew that this Tai Chi whip had produced a clear and powerful energy. This kind of energy is called "explosive power". To produce such explosive power, the base must be relaxed, the middle section sunk, and the tip tightened. After a long time, one can produce this kind of explosive power, just like a swift whip striking the air.

  The other party knew something was wrong as soon as they heard the sound, and hurriedly dodged forward. Unfortunately, it was too late, Zhang Jun's fist hit the opponent's back, and the person let out a muffled hum, flying three or four meters like a scarecrow.

  With a single kick, Zhang Jun immediately stood up and said: "If it's a fight to the death, you're already dead."

  That man felt a wave of dizziness in his back, swaying unsteadily like he was drunk before managing to steady himself. His face changed color, staring at Zhang Jun: "I didn't think you were a master." After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

  "Slow down." Zhang Jun's voice was icy cold. "One thousand dog barks, one less bark, I'll knock out one of your teeth. When the teeth are all knocked out, I'll start breaking your fingers."

  The four of them suddenly looked at Zhang Jun with extreme anger. The latter's eyes were even colder: "What? Want me to take action?"

  The leader stamped his foot and said, "We admit defeat!"

  Then a surprising scene happened, four male students ran around the square, barking like dogs while running. Guo Lan admired Zhang Jun so much that she gave him a thumbs up and said: "Brother, I really admire you!"

  After finishing speaking, she took out her mobile phone and photographed this strange scene on the playground.

  "Maybe after learning a thousand dog barks, Zhang Jun didn't even bother to count them carefully. Seeing the four of them on the verge of tears, he beckoned them over and lectured: 'One must learn to be humble, pretending to be forced will get you struck by lightning, go now.'"

  The four of them left silently without a word, not even daring to look back.

  In the morning, there was a small episode, which wasn't boring at all. The two of them practiced their stances for a while, and then Zhang Jian received a call from Xu Feihu, saying that he had already arrived in Donghai. Xu Feihu was very attentive to this trip, as it might determine his lifelong fate, so he set out at dawn and therefore arrived relatively early.

  Zhang Jun borrowed Guo Lan's car and went to the airport to pick up Xu Feihu. When Xu Feihu saw Zhang Jun, he seemed very polite and said: "Brother Zhang, thank you for your trouble today, has Director Feng arrived?"

  "Not yet, let's find a place to sit and wait together."

  There is a coffee shop in the airport, and many people who are waiting for their flights run over to sit down. Three of them went over to chat casually. Xu Feihu was already over 40 years old, but his eyes were not very honest, always sneaking glances at the beautiful women in the coffee shop.

  Of course, Guo Lan didn't dare look at him, lest he provoke Zhang Jun.

  While chatting, Xu Feihu suddenly received a text message and his face lit up. He said to Zhang Jun: "Brother Zhang, an old comrade-in-arms of mine has arrived, can I go pick him up?"

  "Of course, ask him to come over and sit down."

  Xu Feihu responded with a sound, and quickly left. About ten minutes later, he brought a middle-aged man wearing a tracksuit over. As the middle-aged man approached, Zhang Jun suddenly stood up with a "ding" sound, his eyes gleaming with cold light, staring fixedly at the other person.

  He saw through the black fog gathering behind the man, with each strand containing a twisted face, like a wronged soul wailing, and he seemed to truly hear their voices.

  Since exorcising the little dragon, he understood that there were indeed some mysterious things in this world, just not as ordinary people imagined.

  The middle-aged man with a flat head and a very calm expression, feeling Zhang Jun's vigilance, narrowed his eyes and said to Xu Feihu: "Feihu, this little brother reacted quite well."

  Guo Lan felt differently from Zhang Jun. In her eyes, the middle-aged man with a flat head was just an ordinary person, so she found Zhang Jun's reaction very strange and pulled his sleeve to ask: "What's wrong?"

  Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "Nothing, it's just that I feel the aura of death on this person is too heavy."

  A middle-aged man flashed a cold light in his eyes, then smiled and nodded at Zhang Jun, sitting down across from him.

  Zhang Jun also sat down and said: "Deputy Director Xu, what should we call this gentleman?"

  Xu Feihu suddenly became spirited and said, "This is Song Shiping. We were in the same troop. He was a strong man with the first combat power in our military region back then, and even the commander personally met him. Later, he entered the special forces brigade, and we haven't been in contact for ten years. I don't know what he's doing now either."

  Zhang Jun nodded: "Mr. Song should have killed a lot of people, otherwise there wouldn't be such a heavy killing aura."

  Song Shi Ping was slightly surprised and looked at Zhang Jun saying: "Young brother, your eyesight is really good, how did you figure it out?"

  "Intuition."

  Song Shi Ping didn't ask further, and instead turned to Xu Fei Hu and said: "Fei Hu, I came to Ping Yuan for something, and since you're also here, I'll drop by to see you. This little brother beside you seems quite interesting, introduce us."

  Xu Feihu hastily said: "This is Zhang Junzhang brother, very capable, our director was taken down by him with just one sentence."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Deputy Director Xu, you're joking with me."

  Xu Feihu said: "Zhang brother, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Xu, calling official titles is too formal."

  Zhang Jun also intended to make friends with this person, smiled and said: "Xu Ge, if you say it's not simple, it should be your comrade who is right. You haven't seen each other for ten years, he must have had a very wonderful life."

  Mentioning Song Shipei, Xu Feihu couldn't help but turn his head and ask: "Shipei, it's been ten years since we last contacted each other. Which department are you in now? Is it convenient for you to reveal?"

  Song Shipei smiled: "Nothing is inconvenient for me now. I am in the Eighth Bureau of National Security, also known as the Counter-Intelligence Surveillance Bureau."

  Guo Lan's curiosity was suddenly piqued, and he asked, "Uncle, aren't you afraid of revealing your identity by telling us this?"

  Perhaps the two words "big uncle" were too damaging, Song Shiping's mouth twitched and he said, "I can silence him."

  Guo Lan knew he was joking, but still shrank his neck, making everyone laugh.

  Zhang Jun suddenly remembered something and said: "Lao Li has a son named Li Yunfei, who should be in your country's Anbu 8 Bureau."

  Song Shipei's body suddenly emitted a strong murderous aura, and he asked: "Do you know Li Yunfei?"

  Zhang Jundao said, "Don't be nervous, I know Li Yunfei's old man, his illness was cured by me, so I know about Li Yunfei. I also know that Li Yunfei's kung fu comes from Shaolin and is the trump card of your Eighth Bureau."

  Song Shipei relaxed again, and his eyes became more intimate with Zhang Jun. "That's right, I was personally trained by Captain Li, I didn't expect you to know his father. Old Man Li is highly respected, he has brought us many benefits in the Eighth Bureau, thank you for curing his illness."

  Song Shipei sat for over an hour before bidding farewell and leaving, leaving a phone number with Zhang Jun saying he could be contacted if needed. The remaining three people waited another half hour before Feng Yulong arrived.

  Zhang Jun deliberately did not show up, letting Xu Feihu go to greet him. He and Guo Lan found a high-end hotel in Pingyuan City and booked a room. Before long, Xu Feihu arrived with Feng Tingzhang.

  Feng Yulong thanked Zhang Jun as soon as they met: "Little Zhang, I'm sorry to trouble you again, I feel guilty for not going myself."

  "Feng Shu, you're too polite." Then he pointed to Xu Feihu and said, "This is Xu Feihu, the deputy director of the Qinghe County Public Security Bureau's Party Committee. He happened to be in Pingyuan on business, so I asked him to pick you up."

  Feng Yulong glanced at Xu Feihu lightly and said, "I still have an impression of Little Xu."

  Xu Fei's heart was overjoyed, he knew the weight of these words, at least let Director Feng remember him.