Chapter 1468 Professionals Do Professional Things

Chapter 1477 Professionals Do Professional Things
"We beat him! We were almost subdued!"

The thug hurriedly explained, "But...but suddenly an Asian man rushed in! He's too skilled! We can't beat him at all! All the brothers were taken down by him! I'm the only one who ran back to report!"

"An Eastern man?"

Mario's chubby face darkened, and a fierce glint flashed in his small eyes. "When did that poor wretch Valena get the money to hire thugs like this? Do you even know where they come from?"

"No... I don't know, I've never seen it before."

The thug recalled, "He looked very young, but he was incredibly ruthless! And... it seemed like he specifically went to Valais!"

"Going specifically to find Valais?" Mario suddenly stood up, his bulky body knocking over the chair with a loud bang.

The fat on his face twitched; he was furious.

"Damn it! I knew it! That bastard Valena must have sold out some information about our family again!"

"The person who bought the information wasn't at ease, so they specially hired an expert to protect him? Or... did the buyer actually bring people here to demonstrate?!"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and a surge of anger, feeling provoked, rushed to his head.

On his turf, to mess with someone the Calvaro family wants to teach a lesson is tantamount to slapping him in the face!
"That's unreasonable!"

Mario slammed his cigar to the ground and crushed it with his shoe. "A mere informant, a yellow-skinned monkey who appeared out of nowhere, dares to challenge the Calvaro family?! Do you really think we wouldn't dare to kill someone?!"

He looked around and yelled at all his men in the warehouse, "Grab your weapons! Damn it, looks like it's been a while since we've seen blood. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry will dare to run wild! Go and call all the brothers!"

"I'd like to see which blind bastard dares to meddle in the affairs of the Calvaro family!"

"Yes, boss!" The thugs in the warehouse responded in unison, their faces contorted with rage, and they sprang into action.

These people pulled out steel pipes, machetes, and even guns from various corners.

Soon, several black vans roared out of the warehouse area and sped off toward the Black Crow Bar.

Mario sat in the lead car, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He was convinced that Luo Feng was either Valais's backer or a thug hired by the buyer, and this debt had to be settled in blood!
Meanwhile, in the cramped and dimly lit storage room of the Black Crow Bar, Valai was wiping the blood off his face with a dirty cloth, hissing in pain as he said to Luo Feng, "Alright, it's safe here for now."

"Tell me, what kind of information do you want to buy? Let's make it clear beforehand, the price depends on the value and risk of the information..."

"I need you to investigate someone for me."

Luo Feng glanced at the commotion outside the window and said in a low voice.

"who?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Valais's eyes.

Unable to determine Luo Feng's identity, he was naturally worried that Luo Feng had ulterior motives for saving his life.

"I don't know exactly who it is. I only have some vague descriptions of their appearance. Can you help me find them?"

Luo Feng wanted to find out who was behind it all, but unfortunately, the person who took the photos didn't know much either.

He filtered out the useful information, trying to provide as many clues as possible.

"You really think I'm a god?"

Hearing what Luo Feng said and seeing what Luo Feng provided, Valai's face immediately turned very ugly.

What's the difference between this and asking him to find a needle in a haystack?

Luo Feng looked at Valais's unpleasant expression, but shook his head firmly.

"I believe you can do it."

"Since everyone in the underworld calls you a gossipmonger, you must have some skills that others don't have. This vague clue shouldn't be too difficult for you."

After all, it was Colin who provided the person, and he had investigated the person's abilities beforehand.

Some things are only effective when done by professionals.

These words startled Valais. He had thought that Luo Feng would back down or even question his abilities.

After all, without even a specific name or exact characteristics, it's practically testing his bottom line.

Korofeng not only didn't question it, but instead chose to believe it, which completely exceeded his expectations.

In fact, Valais's troubled look just now was a deliberate test.

He wanted to see just how desperate this generous and skilled Easterner was to find someone, and whether he truly understood his own abilities.

If they're in a hurry to find someone, then they're serious.

Only when he receives the news in the future will he be able to believe that Luo Feng will not refuse to pay.

I've encountered this before. Every time I help someone find someone, the other person either disappears or refuses to pay.

While Valais was skilled in intelligence gathering, he had no ability to restrain these people.

Moreover, he didn't want to be the kind of person who would retaliate against others, so he could only endure it.

Seeing Luo Feng's trust in her, Valais's hesitation vanished instantly, replaced by an excited sense of recognition.

He slapped his thigh hard, ignoring the pain in his body, and straightened his back a bit, as if his previous disheveled appearance with a bruised and swollen face was fake.

Hey! You have good taste!

Valai grinned, revealing bloodstained teeth, his tone full of smugness, "I dare not say anything else, but when it comes to finding people in this area, if I, Valai, admit to being second, no one dares to admit to being first!"

"Even if there's only a vague outline, I can follow the clues and dig the person out for you."

"After all, everyone who lives in the shadows will inevitably leave their mark on me."

He patted his chest and added, "Don't worry, I guarantee I'll give you some initial information within three days. If I can't even handle this, then what's the point of having this reputation for being a gossipmonger all these years?"

Seeing him instantly switch back to a confident state, Luo Feng's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

"Name your price for how much you want."

"Reward?" Valais waved his hand, his eyes revealing the shrewdness of a seasoned veteran.

"Let's not talk about money yet."

"Once I find the right person, we can calculate the costs based on the difficulty and risks involved. I, Valai, always set clear prices in business. I won't let you suffer a loss, nor will I let myself lose money."

Luo Feng nodded, showing even more approval for this informant with "professional ethics": "Okay, we'll do it your way."

The two had just reached an agreement and hadn't even had a chance to say another word when the wooden door to the storage room was suddenly kicked open from the outside with a loud bang!

Amidst the flying sawdust, a dozen burly men wielding steel pipes and machetes surged in, led by Mario, whose face was covered in scars.

He spotted Luo Feng immediately, pointed his fat finger at him, and roared, "Yellow-skinned monkey! You're here after all! Today, you and this scumbag who sells information will be buried with the people of the Calvaro family!"

Valais's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he instinctively shrank back behind Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, and he slowly clenched his fist.

These guys really got here fast.

"Who are you? I don't know you. Don't cause trouble," Luo Feng said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Stop talking nonsense. You just hit one of my men, and you're still trying to play innocent?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng did not hesitate at all. He pushed Valai behind him behind a shelf in the corner of the storage room and said in a deep voice, "Hide well and don't come out."

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed forward like an arrow released from a bow.

The two thugs at the front swung steel pipes down hard, creating a sharp gust of wind.

"It's really overestimating one's abilities!"

Luo Feng suddenly ducked, narrowly avoiding the attack. At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, accurately grabbing one person's wrist and twisting it.

With a sharp "crack," accompanied by the thug's scream, the steel pipe fell from his hand and landed on the ground.

Luo Feng grabbed the steel pipe, swung it backhand, and the pipe whistled through the air as it slammed heavily into another person's ribs.

The thug groaned and collapsed to the ground like a tattered sack, curled up and unable to get up again.

"Damn it! Get him! Cripple him!" Mario roared in anger upon seeing this, and the remaining thugs swarmed forward, wielding machetes and steel pipes from all directions towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's eyes were icy cold as he wielded the steel pipe with ferocious power.

These people are not even as good as the men under Boss Lei.

He made casual moves, each block precisely deflecting the weapon, and each counterattack aimed directly at vital points.

At that moment, a thug stabbed at his chest with a knife. Luo Feng dodged to the side, and then the steel pipe slammed into the thug's elbow joint, and another sound of bone cracking rang out.

"Holy crap! This guy's amazing!"

Valais, who witnessed this from the shadows, stared wide-eyed.

Another person attacked from behind. Luo Feng turned around suddenly and rammed the other person's abdomen with his shoulder. As the other person bent over, he pressed the steel pipe against his throat and pinned him against the wall.

In just over ten seconds, four or five thugs had fallen to the ground, howling in pain. The narrow space of the storage room was filled with the smell of blood and screams.

Valai hid behind the shelves, watching Luo Feng fight ten opponents single-handedly through the gaps, his eyes filled with shock.

He had seen many ruthless characters, but he had never seen anyone who could hone their skills to such a fast, accurate, and ruthless level.

Mario was stunned. He originally thought that he could easily win by relying on numbers, but this Easterner in front of him was simply a killing machine!
He gritted his teeth and pulled a pistol from his waist, pointing the dark muzzle at Luo Feng.

"Damn it! Stop right there! I'll shoot if you move again!"

Luo Feng paused, slowly turned around, his eyes as cold as ice.

He didn't back down; instead, he approached Mario step by step, a terrifying smile on his face.

Do you think having a gun is useful?

Mario was intimidated by his imposing presence, his hands trembling uncontrollably, but he forced himself to roar.

"Don't come any closer! I'll really shoot if you do!"

Just then, Valai, who was hiding behind the shelf, suddenly grabbed an empty wine bottle and smashed it hard against the back of Mario's head!
With a "bang," the bottle shattered, splashing wine and glass shards all over Mario.

He turned around in pain, and Luo Feng seized the fleeting opportunity, lunging forward to snatch the pistol while simultaneously slamming his elbow into Mario's nose.

"Ah—" Mario screamed as he covered his nose, blood gushing from between his fingers.

Luo Feng didn't stop. He used the butt of his gun to smash Mario's neck, and Mario's eyes rolled back as he fell straight down.

Seeing their leader taken down and witnessing Luo Feng's prowess, the remaining thugs lost their will to fight. Some even threw down their weapons, trying to slip away.

Luo Feng glanced at it coldly, tucked his pistol into his waistband, picked up the steel pipe from the ground, waved it towards the door, and said in a deep voice, "Get lost! If you dare to come back again, next time it won't be as simple as breaking a few bones!"

The thugs, as if granted a pardon, scrambled out of the storage room, not even bothering to take their injured comrades with them.

That's terrifying, that man is terrifying!

They no longer had the will to make a move.

The storage room finally returned to silence, leaving only Luo Feng, Valai, and the unconscious Mario on the ground.

Luo Feng walked behind the shelves, looked at Valais, whose face had turned pale, and said indifferently, "It seems we can't stay here any longer."

"Come with me first, let's find a safe place and continue searching for the person I need."

In this situation, he must ensure the other party's safety until he finds the person Luo Feng wants.

Besides, the Mafia that Mario controls is actually different from the forces that Boss Lei belongs to, so it's not necessarily true that Luo Feng would be able to get help by contacting Boss Lei.

Valai nodded, his gaze towards Luo Feng now devoid of the previous doubt and wariness, replaced only by awe: "Okay...okay! I'll listen to you!"

Luo Feng said no more, bent down and carried the unconscious Mario on his back (to prevent him from sending people after him as soon as he woke up), signaled Valai to follow, and the two quickly left through the back door of the bar and disappeared into the intricate alleys of the old town.

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