?Reading on mobile phone Several PLA soldiers approached. Qin Feng didn't want to waste time arguing with them. As he was about to reach into his coat pocket to pull out his officer's ID, He Muqing stepped in and said, "This is all rather pointless. I'm issuing you an order—by my authority—as the leader—before you defeat them, you must not reveal your identity!" He Muqing, usually someone who thrives on creating chaos, became even more unruly when drinking. The four who were beaten earlier were clearly seen as having provoked him, but these soldiers hadn't done anything at all—no more than making a few boastful remarks. Eighty Electronic Book Seeing that Qin Feng wasn't willing to carry out the order, He Muqing straightened her expression and said, "Qin Feng, within half a minute—no, within twenty seconds—if they're still standing, you'll be nothing but a big club!" A big club. Wow, that word—my brother really likes it. Honestly, my body part is quite like a sturdy mallet, especially one that's incredibly solid. "You dare defy my orders, and I'll... go report to higher-ups," the leader pouted. A number of military police understood that even if Qin Feng cooperated patiently, they would find various excuses to charge him with resisting arrest and then deliver a solid beating. Plonk… plop… plop… The major stared at the unfolding scene in disbelief, as all six of his subordinates collapsed within five seconds—each one completely unable to continue fighting. All of them were taken down in a single move. Though the techniques appeared ordinary, they carried immense power. The group of street toughs were deeply impressed, having long heard that Mr. Feng was exceptionally skilled in combat—now it made perfect sense why the elders, Tiger and Leopard, always expressed such deep admiration whenever they mentioned him. At the side, the leader tapped his fingers, counting: “It’s already been three seconds… four, five… six…” Qin, the young gentleman, wanted to say, “You’re just being stubborn—since you’re counting seconds, you should be fair and consistent. Why count so quickly?” He had originally assumed that once he took out the first few, the rest would naturally rush in without hesitation. But He Leding's speed was simply too swift—should he not secure these people before she finished counting, she might very well do something entirely unexpected. Now, he had no choice but to charge forward himself, which now truly seemed like an assault on the police, with absolutely no connection to the principle of self-defense. Thud, thud, thud… Qin, the young magnate, moved like a wolf among sheep, swiftly dispatching the remaining few in a matter of moments. "Eighteen, nineteen, twenty," He Leding said with a bright smile, "Qin Feng, you've lost—your mission has failed. Hah! You've lost!" He stared at her indignantly, "Who says so? I've already knocked them down—while you're still counting. Why do I lose?" He Leding looked at him with a graceful, seductive expression, then pointed to the senior officer of the People's Liberation Army still standing in place, saying, "And there's still him—such a large man standing there, do you not see?" Qin, looking utterly exasperated, truly seemed to have forgotten this official. He gestured toward him with a curled finger and huffed, "Major, were you the one who decided to lie down on your own, or did I have to resort to giving you a kick to make you do it?" The major immediately assumed a combat stance and roared, "I'd rather be knocked down than fall on my own!" "Good spirit," Qin said, taking a swift step forward and kicking him flat to the ground before he could react. With his current cultivation level, this was a seamless feat. After being knocked down, the major struggled to rise. Qin shook his head, then stepped down and settled his foot firmly on the major's shoulder, saying, "You really don't know how to read the situation—do you think you're going to get hit again?" "Indeed, keep hitting him," the leader added, going out of her way to make things even more chaotic. Qin shot her a withering look and muttered, "Just stop talking!" "Major, gritting his teeth, shouted, "Kid, you've openly attacked the People's Armed Police—you're done. I guarantee you'll suffer under the full weight of our entire People's Armed Police system! Get ready to face their strong pressure!" This guy truly has steel in his bones—either he's determined to stand firm, or he simply has to do it in front of his subordinates and street-level staff, and who knows why. "Oh, I forgot one very important point," he said, tapping his forehead, pulling out his officer's ID from his pocket, opening it, and tossing it onto the major's face, "I forgot to tell you—I'm also a soldier, and an officer!" The major stared, stunned—his ID clearly read: Qin Feng, Major General. How impressive for such a young Major General! He thought, surely the major hadn't served in the military at all. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes caught the line below: "Affiliation: Ministry of National Defense, Internal Security Command." Oh, internal security. Now he was completely at a loss. He had heard from his colleagues that there was a special task force in Pingplain City, led by and composed entirely of internal security officers—no one dared to challenge them. "Oh, one more thing I forgot to tell you," Qin Shao turned back, pointing at the tipsy He Muqing. "This is my superior. Would you like to see her officer's ID? Actually, her rank isn't even higher than mine. Take a look, He Leader—please, hurry up and pull it out so we can all see!" He Leader's face turned crimson. "What's so special about your higher rank? Doesn't that mean I still have to lead you? What's the big deal? Besides, you lost the bet just now—you're supposed to make a move right away!" "When did we even make a bet?" Qin Da Shao interrupted. At that moment, the beautiful Luoman's voice rang out, sharp and firm: "Who's been treating my leader unfairly? Are they giving up on the game now? Even the members of the special task force dare to challenge me! I'm going to find out who's the real stubborn fool!" The person being called a fool could only offer a Román saw several people lying on the floor and quickly located the leader, who was leaning awkwardly on the sofa. He rushed over with a sudden movement: "Leader, I've come to save you—thank goodness I arrived just in time!" "Manman, you've always been the most thoughtful toward me. As soon as I heard you were in trouble, you immediately came to help," said the leader, gripping the beautiful manager's hand. The two were completely absorbed in their intimate moment, leaving Qin the young man increasingly frustrated—was he being treated as invisible? His efforts had clearly been the key, yet they now seemed entirely attributed to Román.