In this moment, their drowsiness vanished completely.
They wanted to cry out in surprise.
The middle-aged man dashed over, wielding a knife towards Zhang Feng, who posed the greatest threat.
Zhang Feng was about to make a move when the middle-aged man’s face was illuminated by the moonlight.
Zhang Feng didn’t hesitate, swiftly disarming the middle-aged man and pinning him to the ground.
Zhang Feng was a bit surprised,
This middle-aged man was Master Ling from the Yu God World, the unrivaled there.
But in this world, how is he a lowly highway robber?
This change was too drastic, not even as good as Brother King Snake, at least he was a more vicious drug dealer.
"Ah!" At this time, the young ones also cried out, waking up their sister as well.
Yet they were equally astonished at Zhang Feng’s bare-handed counter.
Zhang Feng, however, did not want to explain much to them, focusing more on the pleading face of Master Ling.
"You said you have a disciple, who is he? Does he have a surname Yu?"
"You... how do you know my disciple’s surname?" Master Ling was now not pleading but filled with astonishment.
"You guys should leave first." Zhang Feng did not answer him but instead glanced at his wristwatch, noticing it was 5 a.m.
There were only five hours left until his return.
And now that the ’crisis’ had been located, the next step was to find another one.
Searching alone was faster than bringing others along.
"Okay..." The young ones heard Zhang Feng’s words and, seeing the knives involved, actually wanted to leave.
Because it sounded to them like Brother Zhang might know this man?
So they didn’t ask more questions, nor did they want to get involved in these terrifying matters, taking their blankets just a little and leaving directly.
After seeing them off, Zhang Feng turned his gaze back to the subdued Master Ling,
"Your disciple’s full name, his current appearance, and where he is now."
"I..." Master Ling hesitated.
Zhang Feng, seeing this, applied force with his hand, snapping one of his arms,
"Name, appearance, and location."
Back on the highway again.
It was just Zhang Feng alone.
Master Ling had already been ’buried alive.’
At the same time, Zhang Feng felt quite uncomfortable.
Because he wanted more to find the ’important guest’ in this world.
But previously, in the Brick Kungfu, there was no location information at all.
Thus, it was indeed difficult for him to find it himself.
Or, should he wait back at the ruined temple?
Zhang Feng contemplated, striving to recall any details of the phone call back then.
But after a hundred years, it was really hard to remember certain details.
However, he vaguely recalled that he and that close friend traveled all over.
Essentially replicating the ’Boss Long and the Important Guest’ from the Tank Commander World.
The two of them were constantly roaming.
Moreover, the writing in the ruined temple and the marks on the floor tiles had not been updated for a long time.
The two should have started traveling and would not return.
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Zhang Feng redirected his gaze to the southwest, where Yu God was located, according to Master Ling.
Opposite to the ruined temple.
Now, it was a choice.
This was something Zhang Feng was very familiar with.
Firstly, it was necessary to strengthen, and it was related to oneself, and Yu God had information.
After that, the important guests had no news.
No need to overthink.
Zhang Feng directly headed towards where Yu God was.
Because time was running out, there was no time to delay.
There were still more than sixty li to cover.
It was almost 6 a.m., with just over four hours left.
Thus approximately followed the road for half an hour.
Couldn’t flag down a car, but a farmer stopped his tractor beside Zhang Feng, who was hitching a ride, and enthusiastically said, "Friend, heading to town, do you want a ride?"
Zhang Feng directly sat in the rear cart, finally having a ride.
Zhang Feng arrived at the town at 9 a.m.
"Fresh vegetables..."
It was early morning, and there were quite a few people coming to the town to sell vegetables.
"Buns..." There were also stalls selling breakfast at the town entrance.
Zhang Feng, feeling the remaining ten yuan in his pocket, bought some buns and soy milk.
Then, persistently, amidst the tractor driver’s refusal, he stuffed some with him.
He kept some to eat as he entered the town.
The destination was ’He Xi Town Inn.’
After asking several pedestrians along the way, he arrived at this inn’s entrance.
Zhang Feng walked in, looking at the owner behind the counter,
"Sir, I need to find someone, Yu Henglin."
"You?" The owner looked somewhat wary.
"I’m his uncle, and he ran away with the family’s money." Zhang Feng casually lied, taking out a leather wallet, flashing it open quickly in front of him.
Inside were his ID and a few business cards, but it was too quick for him to see clearly.
"Hold on, let me check the register." The owner believed him and seemed genuinely interested in the family drama of an uncle catching his nephew.
After checking, he shook his head and said, "No one with the surname Yu is staying here."
"Then he might be using a fake name, with a fake ID card." Zhang Feng roughly described, "He should be around twenty years old..."
Zhang Feng, being a former detective, described it quite precisely.
Moreover, the owner had paper and a pen.
Zhang Feng sketched a bit.
Luckily, Yu God was handsome, looking like a celebrity, and the sketch was quite accurate.
"No..." The owner still shook his head.
But after a few seconds, he seemed to recall something and said, "Just about ten minutes ago, two people were dragging someone past the door, also looked like family coming to catch someone.
The person being dragged resembled your drawing of that big celebrity."
"Where are they?" Zhang Feng inquired.
"They went to the right." The owner pointed outside.
"Thank you." Without lingering, Zhang Feng stepped out, heading southeast directly.
And every hundred meters, he’d ask the roadside vendors, checking which way the noticeable ’dragging’ went.