Chapter 157: [I Am!]

Everyone was talking and buzzing with various speculations.

Kong Dabao went so far as to pat Feng Tiejian on the shoulder, saying with envy, "Old Feng, you're something else! You actually managed to secure the protection of a Grade Six expert. Tell me, when did you get to know someone like that?"

"Uh."

Feng Tiejian was speechless, then said with some agitation, "I don't know him, and I don't know any such expert. As I said just now, my intuition was just a bit accurate."

"Pfft, if you didn't know him, would he have stepped in to save you?" Kong Dabao said with contempt.

"Right, Old Feng, just tell us, when did you hook up with a Grade Six expert?"

The manager also asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the others looked at Feng Tiejian as well, their eyes filled with hope.

With a master of at least the Grade Six realm as his backer, Feng Tiejian could completely leave the crematorium behind and head off to other higher-level departments to eat, drink, and be merry.

"I really don't know him."

Feng Tiejian scratched his head, spreading his hands helplessly as he said, "I truly don't know the person. When he saved me just now, perhaps he was simply passing by and decided to draw his sword to help the wronged."

"That guess of yours actually sounds quite plausible."

Su Jingxing chimed in, "Just because the person saved you doesn't necessarily mean you know him. If there really were a Grade Six expert in the crematorium, Uncle Wu would surely have found out long ago."

With that, Su Jingxing looked toward Wu Shouhan.

"Indeed."

Wu Shouhan said in a deep voice, "I've been at the crematorium for nearly twenty years, and I've never seen or heard of any Grade Six expert existing here! Do you really think any martial artist in the Middle Three Realms would be willing to stay in a crematorium?"

Yes, there is.

I am one!

Su Jingxing thought to himself, keeping his outward expression completely calm.

Under normal circumstances, martial artists of Grade Six and above are indeed unwilling to stay in a crematorium.

No one would come here even to take the position of director.

In other words, the expert who saved Feng Tiejian did not "come from" the crematorium, but merely happened to pass by and lent a hand out of convenience.

This was also the result of the topic being intentionally steered by Su Jingxing.

He wanted to divert everyone's attention away from him.

Otherwise, if word got out that the person who saved Feng Tiejian knew him, the subsequent trouble would be enormous.

"Uncle Wu, given Feng's situation, can we temporarily arrange for him to enter the Town Martial Bureau?"

Su Jingxing struck while the iron was hot, looking at Wu Shouhan to ask, "An expert happened to pass by and save him this time, but there won't be anyone next time. In case the mastermind sends people again to deal with Brother Feng, he'll be in grave danger!"

"No way!"

Feng Tiejian blurted out almost instantly, shaking his head. "I'm not going to the Town Martial Bureau. I'm staying right here in the crematorium, and I'm not going anywhere!"

"Damn it, are you out of your mind?" Kong Dabao stared at him, eyes wide. "You said it yourself, the expert who saved you was just passing by. Do you really think that the next time the assassin comes, someone will happen to pass by and save you again?"

"This..." Feng Tiejian was at a loss for words. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "I think..."

"You think? Do you think your thoughts matter?"

Wu Shouhan rebuked sternly, "Putting everything else aside, do you have any idea that staying in the work area will implicate others? You might not fear death, but don't drag other people down with you!"

As soon as these words were said, Feng Tiejian shut his mouth completely, lowering his head and not daring to speak again.

That's right. If not for being rescued just now, not only would he have died, but his partner would have been sent to an early grave right along with him.

The people who wanted him dead would never let the news leak; anyone associated with him would undoubtedly be wiped out together.

This was no laughing matter!

Taking it all in, Su Jingxing breathed a silent sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to continue helping, but keeping Feng Tiejian in the crematorium would indeed endanger the others.

This time, Su Jingxing had spotted it in advance and taken care of it.

Next time, if the mastermind sent even more people to the crematorium, what would he do if he couldn't cover all the bases?

Therefore, transferring Feng Tiejian to the Town Martial Bureau for shelter was imperative.

For anyone else, being tracked and hunted down and trying to hide in the Town Martial Bureau would naturally not be so easy.

But for Wu Shouhan, this was not difficult.

With his connections and status, in less than half an hour, everything was arranged.

People from the Town Martial Bureau arrived in person to take Feng Tiejian away, sending him to the central district headquarters of the bureau.

That's right, not the western district branch, but the central district headquarters—the territory where Li Linzhou held command!

Under Li Linzhou's indirect protection, Feng Tiejian's safety was essentially secured.

Of course.

This didn't mean Su Jingxing was washing his hands of the matter.

Feng Tiejian was his friend after all; if he stayed in the crematorium and was repeatedly saved, it might eventually expose his identity.

It would be different in the Town Martial Bureau.

Su Jingxing could remain hidden behind the scenes while keeping watch.

Assassins rarely moved during the day, targeting Feng Tiejian mostly at night.

Thus, Su Jingxing could continue working at the crematorium during the day, and leave at night to wait near the central district headquarters building.

Based on Su Jingxing's deduction.

Once the mastermind failed the first time, they would definitely make a second attempt.

Even if Feng Tiejian hid in the central district headquarters of the Town Martial Bureau, operatives would still be sent to infiltrate it.

The time interval wouldn't be too long either.

As short as three days, as long as a week.

The reasoning was simple.

Forces capable of cultivating suicide squads would not openly clash with the Town Martial Bureau, but in secret, they held no fear of it.

Not to mention that these major factions all planted their own people inside the Town Martial Bureau.

The Li family did so, the Zhou family did so, the Qi family did so, and the now-destroyed Shi family had done the same.

And the facts proved this true.

Just past three o'clock in the early hours of the second night, Su Jingxing—disguised as Erlang Shen, wrapped in a cloak, and wearing a mask, waiting atop a building adjacent to the central headquarters of the Town Martial Bureau—spotted three figures leaping like ghosts over the wall into the bureau headquarters.

After they entered, the sprawling compound of the Town Martial Bureau remained entirely silent without a single sound.

Just as Su Jingxing couldn't help but prepare to move in, the three figures who had infiltrated the bureau emerged again, carrying Feng Tiejian over their shoulders and scaling the wall back out.

Witnessing this, Su Jingxing was momentarily stunned.

Instead of directly executing him, they were abducting Feng Tiejian alive?

What did the mastermind want a living person for?

What on earth had this fellow Feng Tiejian done to make the enemy pursue him so relentlessly, demanding a live capture?

Amidst his bewilderment, Su Jingxing readied himself to intercept and rescue the man.

Whoosh!

At that very moment, a cold flash of light materialized out of thin air, hurtling down from the sky toward the three figures carrying Feng Tiejian.

When it was still ten meters away, the cold light split into three, each streak shooting toward a different figure.

Among them, the beam aimed at the figure carrying Feng Tiejian skimed closely across the ground.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

"Splat!" "Splat!" "Splat!"

The sounds of tearing wind and dull impacts rang out simultaneously.

The three figures, who had just emerged from the right-hand wall of the Town Martial Bureau headquarters and were sprinting down a quiet alley, were all struck.

Two of them were pierced straight through from chest to back and died on the spot; the third had both feet cleanly severed and collapsed heavily to the ground. The Feng Tiejian he had been carrying on his shoulder dropped to the earth and rolled three times, letting out a muffled groan like a slaughtered pig.

Li Linzhou's icy voice immediately echoed through the night.

"Since Your Excellency has come, aren't you going to show your face?"