The phone reading: Zhou Uncle was completely impressed by Qin Feng, and so was Mrs. Zhou. The mother and daughter sat together chatting privately. The mother spoke softly and earnestly, saying, "Daughter, whenever you're together, please make sure to take proper precautions. You're still a student—what if you end up with a big belly? That would definitely be a hassle!" The daughter smiled and said, "Got it!" Qin Feng raised a glass of red wine and said to Zhou Mingchu, "To you, I raise this glass!" "Very well, let's clink glasses." After clinking, Zhou Uncle said to Qin Feng, "Little Feng, from now on, Si Si will be under your care. Please treat her well—otherwise, I'll hold you accountable!" "Rest assured, I'll treat her well," said Qin, with a serious expression. The four of them chatted for a while and then left together, naturally in sync. Zhou Mingchu and his wife planned to stay in Beijing overnight before returning home the next day. Two cars had just exited the restaurant when they were blocked by a group of fifteen men each holding a long pole. "Are you guys here to rob us?" Zhou Mingchu lowered his window glass and shouted with a polished, official tone. Thud... One of the men swung his pole, crashing a large dent into the engine hood of Zhou's car, and barked, "Get off these vehicles! If you've offended Yang Shao, do you think you'll get off scot-free?" After Yang Jiajun left the restaurant, he grew more and more frustrated, his resentment intensifying. He called in a group of toughs to give Qin Feng a good dressing down, and at the same time, to let Zhou Muxi know that the reputation of a leading figure among the Four Young Men of Beijing was no empty title. Zhou Mingchu was furious—he was a police officer, and even a Deputy Minister. Yet here in Beijing, no one knew him. Another tough raised his pole, clearly determined to keep pounding until Zhou stepped down. "Enough!" he shouted, demanding everyone to stop. Qin Feng stepped down from the vehicle, staring intently at the leading figure and asked, "Was it Yang who sent you? Tell him upon your return that his bad luck begins right now!" "Whoa, this kid has some nerve," the henchman raised his iron pole and said, "You're the young Qin, right? Yang mentioned we were to break your legs. Are you going to just lie there and let me break them, or shall I knock you down first before I do it?" "Knock it off!" Qin Feng kicked him hard, sending him flying fifteen meters before he crashed to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood and passing out. The remaining henchmen immediately raised their poles and surrounded him. Thud... plop... thump... thump... Zhou Mingchu volunteered to get off the vehicle and assist, but as soon as he took a step, Qin Feng had already secured the fight. About a dozen people were hit; the only exception was those who lost one leg—whether left or right depended on Qin Dashi's mood. The first person to be struck suffered the worst: not only did he lose two legs, but also his third leg took a blow, and his two testicles were shattered, one nearly completely. Not long after, several police cars roared up, and a dozen officers strode over, bustling and agitated. The leading officer frowned at the man on the ground and barked at Qin Feng, "What are you? How dare you commit a violent act right in the street—arrest him!" "Let's see who dares," snapped Qin, the young noble, sending the officers jumping. The leading officer drew his gun from his waist and said coldly, "You're quite bold, kid. But I'm telling you now—cooperate, or you'll regret it." "Before you move, think carefully. Don't make things difficult for yourself," he tossed his officer's ID across. The officers glanced at it, thinking—well, he's an officer, and now that's someone worth dealing with. Yet, they thought, what's so special about an officer? Can't an officer beat someone up on the street, especially when the one being beaten is one of his own friends? Of course not. He wouldn't just let the man go unpunished. "Major," the officer said, impressed, "you're no small fish." "The officer waved his hand: 'He's got to be taken off his feet—soldiers disrupting public order are also committing violations. You five, move in!' Several officers pulled out handcuffs and charged at him. Plunged... The officer in front was kicked down. The others quickly drew their guns. The leading officer, now hysterical, shouted: 'He dares to resist? Fire at him—remember to hit his legs, don't kill him!' Crash... The officer clutching his leg collapsed to the ground, moaning like a pig being slaughtered. Qin Feng aimed his gun at the remaining officers and said with a snort, 'Who dares to move? He'll be your example!' One officer called out, 'Don't get too heated—hitting him already constitutes a violation. Now you're shooting at police officers. You're finished. Don't be afraid—we'll shoot him point-blank!' 'Let's see who dares!' The sounds came from behind the police officers. Three military vehicles lined up in a row, and dozens of fully equipped special forces troops leapt down from them, swiftly taking control of the scene. The police hadn't yet caught on what was happening when they were suddenly disarmed, their hands raised, heads bowed, and crouched on the ground, looking utterly defeated. "Excuse me," one of them shouted, "we're police officers, aren't we?" The leading special forces officer snorted, "You're mistaken. You've got guts—daring to touch our internal security officers. You'll be serving time in jail. Take these complacent ones away, and also the others on the ground—everyone, get them all." After issuing the orders, he hurried over to Qin Feng, saluted formally, "Major Qin, I've been dispatched by President Wei to assist. What would you like me to do?" Qin, the young officer, returned a simple nod and said, "The police and those thugs must know each other well. Once they return, they'll need to be thoroughly questioned." "Understood." "The team leader smiled and said, 'These guys have ended up in our hands—though they may not die, they'll surely be bruised and battered. Major Qin, please rest assured: this matter will be handled with the utmost care and precision!' Matters personally attended to by Wei Qingtian naturally command full attention. Major Qin patted his shoulder and said, 'When you return, please tell Wei Chairman that I'll make time to visit him!' 'I'll certainly pass that on to Chairman Wei.' The team leader waved his hand and led the group back to the military district."