pertwk Chapter 1: Premium Clients: Luo Feng
Chapter 1: Premium Clients: Luo Feng
"Luo Feng, don't dial it a second time."
An unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed deep within my mind.
Luo Feng's finger stopped on the phone screen.
On the screen was the father's number, Luo Hongguo.
The phone rang briefly before automatically hanging up.
Around 12 noon, it's lunchtime.
My father and his colleagues are doing renovations, so they're usually not so busy at this time that they can't even answer the phone.
Luo Feng has just passed the preliminary martial artist assessment.
The first person he wanted to tell this news to was his father.
But now, a voice suddenly appeared in my mind.
Moreover, the very first sentence of that voice sounded like it knew what he was going to do.
Luo Feng neither screamed nor looked around.
He stood by the roadside, his eyes suddenly becoming calm.
"Who are you?"
He didn't say anything, but asked in his heart.
The voice answered quickly.
"Zhou Yan. You can think of him as a creditor who only lends money to you."
Luo Feng's gaze deepened.
Creditor?
The creditor in your mind?
Normally, he would first try to figure out what this thing actually is.
But now, he only asks the most crucial question.
"What did you mean when you said not to dial it a second time?"
Zhou Yan's voice was no longer joking.
"Your father is in trouble."
Luo Feng's breathing stopped for a moment.
The next moment, he directly turned on his phone's location services.
The map of Yangzhou city unfolded rapidly.
A red dot represents himself.
A green dot indicates the location of the father's phone.
Tiandu Garden, Yi'an District.
Luo Feng stared at the green dot, the joy he had just felt from passing the quasi-martial artist assessment suddenly severed by a knife.
To be specific.
"Sign the contract."
Zhou Yan only uttered two words.
Luo Feng's eyes turned cold.
"Are you threatening me with my father?"
"No," Zhou Yan said calmly, "I'll trade you information."
Pale gold characters unfolded deep within Luo Feng's consciousness.
[Risk Warning Loan]
[Loan details: Current danger alerts, target location calibration, fastest route, and key scenario prompts.]
[Collectables: Proceeds from the Zhang Haobai incident, and combat experience gained through martial arts.]
[Repayment methods: combat rewards, kill rewards, resource rewards.]
[Note: This loan provides information only and will not harm the client's relatives or create additional risks.]
[Should a contract be signed?]
Luo Feng did not agree immediately.
His calmness did not mean he was without anger.
On the contrary, the moment he heard that his father might be in trouble, a fire ignited in his chest.
But it is precisely at times like these that he must not lose his composure.
Why should I believe you?
Zhou Yan seemed to have been waiting for these words.
"Tiandu Garden, townhouse courtyard, wooden furniture, marble cracks."
Luo Feng's pupils contracted slightly.
Zhou Yan continued, "Zhang Haobai."
Upon hearing that name, Luo Feng's expression completely changed.
Zhang Haobai.
Having spent three years in high school, he certainly knew who Zhang Haobai was.
"What did he do to my dad?"
"It's not finished yet," Zhou Yan said. "So you still have a chance."
"How much longer?"
"At your current speed, you'll be late if you try to get there normally. Once you sign, I'll give you the fastest route and key milestones."
Luo Feng stared intently at the green dot on the map.
My father works outside every day doing renovations, moving things, and running around on-site. He gets covered in dust, but when he comes home, he always smiles and says he's not tired.
He originally wanted to tell his father in person today: Dad, I passed the preliminary martial artist assessment.
He wanted to see his father happy.
It wasn't because I saw my father being bullied.
Luo Feng's voice was very low.
"cost."
"You can pay it back with the profits you make later," Zhou Yan said. "Monster materials, battle rewards, enemy compensation, and resource harvests can all be used to pay off the debt. The essence of a loan is to give you what you are entitled to in advance, not to drag you down with it."
Luo Feng then asked, "What if we don't sign?"
"I'll shut up now," Zhou Yan said. "You can keep betting, betting that your father just didn't hear the phone."
Luo Feng gripped his phone tightly.
A breath later.
"sign."
[Risk warning loan agreement completed.]
The next moment, a pale gold route lit up on the phone's map.
At the same time, several fragmented images pierced Luo Feng's mind.
The scorching sun.
patio.
Several sets of heavy wooden furniture.
A piece of marble that already had cracks.
The father, Luo Hongguo, was covered in sweat as he bent over to explain.
Zhang Haobai stood to the side, a slight smile on his face.
The bodyguard stepped forward.
A hand pushed against the father's shoulder.
The scene abruptly ended.
Luo Feng's eyes seemed to have flames being suppressed into a layer of ice.
He didn't curse.
I didn't ask any more questions.
He was instantly propelled forward.
"Zhou Yan".
"exist."
"Continue reporting on the way."
"Turn right in 200 meters ahead and go through the outer passage of the residential area. Also, Luo Feng, you'd better hurry."
"He dared to touch my dad."
Luo Feng's voice was calm.
Calm to cold.
"I crippled him."
……
Tiandu Garden, Yi'an District.
In the private courtyard of a townhouse, three decorators are moving the last set of wooden furniture.
The furniture is very heavy.
Luo Hongguo and two other workers carried it together, their clothes already soaked with sweat.
At midday in July, the sun was scorching.
Sweat streamed down Luo Hongguo's forehead, but he didn't have time to wipe it away. He just quietly reminded his two coworkers.
"Slow down, be gentle, this stuff is expensive."
The three of them put the furniture on the ground in the courtyard and had just straightened up when Luo Hongguo's cell phone rang in his pocket.
A slight smile appeared on his face.
Calls at this time are most likely from Xiaofeng.
Before he could even get his hands on the phone properly, an impatient voice rang out.
"What's going on with you guys?"
Zhang Haobai stood not far away, his face gloomy, pointing to the pavement under the furniture.
"I told you to watch your step, and this is how you do things? Look, you've cracked my marble!"
Luo Hongguo and the other two lowered their heads.
There was indeed a crack in the marble beneath the furniture.
A tall worker immediately frowned: "No, this crack was there before; I saw it just now."
"Was it there before?"
Zhang Haobai scoffed.
"You know my land better than I do?"
Three bodyguards stood beside Zhang Haobai, their faces cold and hard.
Luo Hongguo's heart sank.
This is the most troublesome thing.
They're just there to do the work.
If the other party lives in a place like this and has bodyguards, and insists that they were the ones who caused the damage, the company will most likely compensate them first to save on the final payment and protect its reputation.
In the end, what's deducted is the money of these workers.
"Sir, please don't rush," Luo Hongguo said, suppressing his anger. "We can wait for our boss to come and investigate. The furniture can't stay here indefinitely; let's move it inside first."
As he spoke, he bent down to lift it.
"Move in?"
Zhang Haobai stepped forward and shoved Luo Hongguo on the shoulder.
"The evidence is right here, and you still want to move it?"
Just as his palm was about to touch Luo Hongguo.
A figure rushed in from the courtyard gate.
Snapped!
Zhang Haobai's wrist was grabbed.
The force was astonishing.
Zhang Haobai's expression changed instantly.
"Who?"
He looked up, saw who it was, was stunned for a moment, and then his anger surged.
"Luo Feng!"
Luo Feng didn't look at him.
The first person he looked at was his father.
Luo Hongguo was covered in sweat, his face was red from the sun, and his clothes were covered in dust from moving furniture.
The hand that hadn't had time to retract was holding the phone.
On the phone screen were my missed calls.
Luo Feng felt as if he had been hit hard in the heart.
He made it.
Almost.
My father was just a hair's breadth away from being pushed down by this person.
"Xiaofeng?"
Luo Hongguo was both surprised and anxious. "Why are you here? Don't worry about what's going on here, get out of here."
Luo Feng released Zhang Haobai's wrist, took a step forward, and shielded his father behind him.
"Dad, stand behind me."
Zhang Haobai rubbed his wrist, his face grim.
"Luo Feng, how dare you come to my house and cause trouble?"
Luo Feng finally looked at him.
His eyes were cold.
Who were you trying to push just now?
Zhang Haobai's heart skipped a beat when he saw that, and he immediately became angry and embarrassed.
"What business is it of yours who I push? These workers ruined my road, and I can't even do anything about it?"
A fellow worker angrily retorted, "That crack was already there!"
Zhang Haobai didn't bother to look at him and simply waved his hand.
"Brother Wang, tell them to quiet down. And teach Luo Feng a lesson too."
Three bodyguards immediately stepped forward.
Luo Hongguo's expression changed, and he hurriedly grabbed Luo Feng's arm.
"Xiaofeng, don't be impulsive!"
Luo Feng did not move.
Zhou Yan's voice echoed in his mind.
"Three bodyguards at the senior cadet level. You can fight now, but you're not fast enough. The scene will become chaotic, and your father and coworkers might get caught in the crossfire."
Luo Feng's gaze remained unchanged.
"plan."
"Martial Arts Fast Track Loan"
The pale gold text unfolded once more.
[Martial Arts Fast Track Loan]
[Loan Details: Permanent improvement of physical fitness.]
[Loan Details: Basic warrior experience gained will be permanently retained.]
[Loan Details: Basic Warrior combat experience permanently retained.]
[Loan Details: Damage control techniques will be permanently fixed.]
Collateral: Combat earnings from martial arts training, earnings from the first kill in the wilderness.
[Note: Loan proceeds belong to the customer permanently. Subsequent repayments will be made using profits from combat and kills.]
[Should a contract be signed?]
A bodyguard had already rushed up to them.
Zhou Yan's voice was as calm as a countdown.
"Luo Feng, sign it. We'll clear the area in ten seconds. If you don't sign, your father might get hit again."
Luo Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"sign."
[Martial Arts Fast-Track Loan Agreement Completed.]
boom!
It was as if a force had been prematurely awakened from deep within the bones.
It's not a short-lived outbreak.
It's not a false inflation.
Instead, it's a physical experience that should have been accumulated through countless training sessions in the future, but has been forcibly brought to this moment.
The point where the foot lands.
Use your waist and hips to generate power.
Shoulder and back conduction.
Angle of punches and kicks.
Everything suddenly became clear.
The first short, stout bodyguard to rush over reached out and grabbed Luo Feng's shoulder.
Luo Feng stepped to the side and swept his right leg like an iron whip.
boom!
The bodyguard was sent flying backward, crashing into the edge of the courtyard, clutching his stomach and unable to get up for a long time.
The courtyard fell silent for a moment.
Zhang Hao's eyelids twitched.
The other two bodyguards exchanged a glance and pounced simultaneously.
One attacks the left, the other the right.
Luo Feng did not back down.
He stepped forward first, his arm slashing horizontally like a knife.
boom!
The bodyguard surnamed Wang blocked with both arms, his face instantly turning pale. He staggered back several steps, his right arm hanging limply at his side.
Another tall bodyguard let out a low growl and punched Luo Feng in the side of the face.
Luo Feng shifted his feet to avoid the punch, and then chopped down with his hand.
Boom!
The tall bodyguard raised his arms, but the pressure made his knees buckle, and he knelt directly on the ground.
Three bodyguards.
Less than ten seconds.
All collapsed.
The two workers were dumbfounded.
Luo Hongguo was also stunned.
He knew his son was very dedicated to martial arts training.
But he didn't know that Xiaofeng had become this strong.
Zhang Haobai's expression finally changed.
"Luo Feng, you..."
Luo Feng walked towards him.
step.
step.
Every step was slow.
But Zhang Haobai seemed to be pressed down by something, and involuntarily retreated.
"You just wanted your bodyguards to beat up my dad."
Luo Feng's voice was very low.
"They even want to slander him and make him pay compensation."
Zhang Haobai forced a shout: "This is my house! If you dare touch me, you won't escape even if the police come! My uncle is a martial artist, you know that?"
Luo Feng did not answer.
He kicked out.
boom!
Zhang Haobai fell onto the grass, curling up in pain.
Luo Feng walked over, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
"Warrior?"
He looked at Zhang Haobai.
"You can let him come."
Zhang Haobai's face flushed red, but he still glared at him with resentment.
"Luo Feng, you're dead meat! I'll definitely get my uncle to kill you..."
Zhou Yan reminded himself in his mind.
"Suggested damage control techniques: Disable mobility, but avoid vital organs. Make it painful enough, crippling enough, enough to establish authority, and enough to give you a legitimate reason to stand up for yourself."
Luo Feng let go.
As soon as Zhang Haobai landed, he tried to crawl backward, but a sharp pain shot through his knee.
Click.
Screams echoed through the courtyard.
Next, the arms.
Click.
Zhang Haobai convulsed, his face turned deathly pale, and he finally dared not curse anymore.
Luo Feng looked down at him.
"If you want revenge, come at me."
"Dare to touch my family again."
His voice was frighteningly soft.
"Next time, I can't guarantee you'll still be alive to speak."
The sound of hurried footsteps came from afar.
The community security guards arrived.
Soon, the sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached.
Luo Hongguo's face turned pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Luo Feng.
"Xiaofeng, the police are here."
Luo Feng looked at the security guards and police officers who rushed in, his eyes showing no sign of panic.
Zhou Yan's voice rang out again.
"Now there's one more problem."
"explain."
"You've passed the preliminary martial artist assessment, but your identity information hasn't been officially filed yet. If ordinary police officers forcibly take you away, it will waste time and give the Zhang family room to maneuver."
Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"loan?"
"Martial arts level deterrent loan," Zhou Yan said. "Aura, rhetoric, and endorsement points. I'm not speaking for you, I'm just lending you the most suitable approach for the current situation."
[Martial Arts Level Deterrence Loan]
[Loan Details: Warrior-level imposing aura.]
[Loan details: On-site negotiation script.]
[Loan Details: Recommendation for leveraging the endorsement of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy.]
[Collectible assets: Benefits from official martial arts practitioner status and future martial arts school resources.]
[Should a contract be signed?]
The police officer leading the team has already approached.
"Who did it?"
Luo Feng did not hesitate.
"sign."
[Martial Arts Level Deterrence Loan Agreement Completed.]
Luo Feng looked up.
At that moment, the security guards who had intended to surround them slowed down.
They are not martial artists.
But they could sense that the young man in front of them was not an ordinary student.
He stood there, exuding an aura of pressure reminiscent of someone who had just dominated the entire arena.
The police officer in charge of the team looked grim when he saw the people lying on the ground.
"You are suspected of assault. Come with us."
Luo Feng calmly said, "I will cooperate with the investigation."
As he spoke, he held up his phone, the screen displaying records related to the preliminary martial arts assessment at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy.
"But I just passed the preliminary martial artist assessment, and my citizen identity information hasn't been entered into the approval process yet. If you want to take me away, you can contact the Extreme Martial Arts Academy to confirm first."
The police officer paused.
Quasi-martial artist.
Extreme Martial Arts School.
The moment those two words were uttered, the atmosphere in the courtyard changed instantly.
Luo Feng continued, "Furthermore, my father and two of his coworkers were set up by the homeowner to extort money from them using old, cracked marble. Three bodyguards initiated the physical altercation. There are CCTV cameras, coworkers on site, and phone records from the renovation company. You can investigate whatever you need to investigate."
Zhang Haobai, lying on the ground trembling with pain, immediately roared upon hearing this, "Uncle Liu, arrest him! Arrest him now!"
Luo Feng glanced at him.
Zhang Haobai's voice suddenly stopped.
That look was so cold.
The police officer in charge remained silent for a moment.
If it were just an ordinary student who caused the injury, they could certainly take them away directly.
However, once it involves quasi-martial artists and the Limitless Martial Arts Academy, and given that there are clearly other underlying reasons at the scene, we cannot simply follow Zhang Haobai's wishes.
Luo Feng said, "I won't run away. The Extreme Martial Arts Academy can find me too."
He turned around and helped Luo Hongguo up.
"Dad, let's go."
Luo Hongguo was still somewhat stunned.
"Xiaofeng, this..."
"fine."
Luo Feng helped his father walk out of the courtyard.
As his two coworkers watched his retreating figure, the breath they had been holding in finally escaped their chests.
The tall worker whispered, "Well done."
Another coworker's eyes were red.
"Old Luo, your son is quite successful."
Luo Hongguo heard this and his eyes welled up with tears.
He didn't say anything, he just gripped Luo Feng's arm tightly.
In the courtyard, Zhang Haobai watched Luo Feng's departing figure, trembling with anger.
"Luo Feng..."
"I will definitely make sure my uncle Zhang Zehu..."
Before he could finish speaking, excruciating pain and rage surged to his head.
Zhang Haobai's vision went black, and he fainted.
Luo Feng did not turn around.
Deep in his mind, a pale gold ledger slowly opened.
The father-saving mission is complete.
[Risk warning loans can now be deducted.]
[Martial Arts Crash Course Loan Now Available for Deduction.]
[Martial Arts Level Deterrence Loan Now Available for Deduction.]
[Hostile Asset: Zhang Hao's white line upgrade.]
[Subsequent assets: Zhang Zehu.]
Zhou Yan's voice echoed in my mind.
"The first profit from the early warning has been credited to the account."
Luo Feng helped his father out of Tiandu Garden.
The sunlight was blinding.
His voice, however, remained steady.
"The next debt will be paid off with monsters."