Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 44: Righteous Intervention

"Uh..."

Jiang Feng’s expression was stiff because Cao Zhen was watching him.

"Prison Chief Jiang, I didn’t say I’d try it on you. Aren’t there many prisoners locked up in our cell? When they are punished, you have to call me, let me practice my skills."

Cao Zhen laughed and patted Jiang Feng’s shoulder.

"Oh... alright."

Jiang Feng nodded awkwardly but had already made up his mind to keep his distance from this second-generation rich kid.

Who knows if he’ll cause a bigger mess than Yang Qi.

When it was time to change shifts,

Jiang Feng tidied up and left Zhenbei Prison. As he was leaving, he happened to run into Han Dong.

"Did Cao Zhen cause any trouble?"

Han Dong asked.

"No, I followed your instructions and familiarized him with the third floor. But he seems very excited now, especially curious about the instruments of torture in the punishment room."

Jiang Feng honestly admitted.

"Who told you to take him to the punishment room?"

Han Dong asked displeased.

"Ah... he insisted on going, I..."

Jiang Feng was speechless, wondering why she was blaming him.

"Keep a close watch on him, and don’t let him go to the punishment room again, especially don’t touch anything inside."

Han Dong ordered.

"Yes."

Jiang Feng nodded.

Watching Han Dong’s back, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Commander Han, there’s something at home, and I want to take a few days off."

"If there’s no one home, what do you need time off for?"

Han Dong turned and looked at Jiang Feng directly.

"You know, I’ve been staying here for a month or two. The house is old, and I want to take a few days off to go back and repair it."

Jiang Feng felt uneasy inside, as Han Dong seemed familiar with his situation and had obviously investigated him.

"No, you can’t take leave until Cao Zhen leaves Zhenbei Prison."

Han Dong refused.

She made it clear it was because Cao Zhen was at Zhenbei Prison that Jiang Feng wasn’t allowed to take leave.

After saying this, she turned and left, giving Jiang Feng no chance to argue.

"This..."

Jiang Feng was frustrated and increasingly worried about Cao Zhen.

No choice, since his shift was over, he could only leave.

"Xiao Jiang, you finally decided to leave. Come on, Uncle will take you for a drink."

Uncle Huo, rarely seeing Jiang Feng leave Zhenbei Prison, specially took an hour off, handed over his shift early, and left with Jiang Feng.

"Alright, let’s go to Fengyue Building, my treat."

Jiang Feng was feeling frustrated and wanted to vent a bit.

"Let’s not go to Fengyue Building, a small tavern will do."

Uncle Huo quickly motioned with his hand.

Ever since Yuan Tiangang and Lei Laohu drank at Fengyue Building and were shot by the rebel faction that night, inmates at Zhenbei Prison felt Fengyue Building had bad feng shui and were afraid of bad luck.

"Alright."

Jiang Feng nodded and then went to a small tavern with Uncle Huo for a drink.

The two of them ordered three appetizers and a dish of peanuts.

After downing two jugs of wine, Uncle Huo started complaining about how hard the brothers on the first floor had worked over the past month, running around every day for just a bit of pay in this damned world.

Jiang Feng quickly changed the subject, fearing Uncle Huo would say something treasonous that might get them into trouble if overheard.

"Don’t run!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the tavern.

Jiang Feng heard Chief Huang’s voice.

Now that Chief Huang had lost his position as Chief Constable and was demoted to Junior Constable, he was acutely aware of the fickleness of human relationships and was eager to achieve something great.

He was busy capturing rebels and wanted criminals everywhere.

At this moment, a figure leaped to the entrance of the tavern.

Their body technique was impressive.

They possessed the strength of a Grade Seven Peak.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Several government officials shot arrows from behind.

"Puff!"

One arrow pierced the opponent’s ankle, causing them to fall to the ground on the street.

"White Rat, where do you think you’re going?"

Chief Huang quickly caught up, swinging a saber towards White Rat.

The patrons inside the tavern, witnessing this scene, quickly hid away.

Uncle Huo, sobered up in an instant, pulled Jiang Feng to hide in the tavern’s back kitchen to avoid getting caught in the street fight.

They knew that the wanted fugitives captured by the Dragon Capital Government Office were desperate criminals. If they were taken hostage at any moment, the constables of the Dragon Capital Government Office wouldn’t care about their lives.

And in a flash,

White Rat, wounded by a cold arrow in the ankle, avoided Chief Huang’s saber and swiftly leaped into the tavern. Seeing Jiang Feng and Uncle Huo wearing prison guard uniforms, he decided it would be more useful to take officials hostage than ordinary civilians.

Immediately, he scattered a pouch of Zombie Powder at Chief Huang and several officials.

Turning around, he performed a set of Lotus Blade Technique and slashed toward Jiang Feng.

"Run!"

Uncle Huo shouted.

"Shoo!"

Jiang Feng didn’t run; instead, he quickly drew his saber to fend off the opponent’s Lotus Blade Technique.

It’s not that Jiang Feng didn’t want to run or didn’t have time to run.

But if he ran, the one getting slashed would be Uncle Huo.

The two of them came out for a drink; he couldn’t let Uncle Huo die there.

"Hmm?"

The Lotus Blade Technique from White Rat was blocked with a single slash by Jiang Feng, leaving him incredulous. The person in front of him, wearing an official prison uniform, was just a Little Prison Chief, yet managed to block his blade technique.

He sensed something was off.

As he was about to distance himself from Jiang Feng,

he suddenly felt the power on Jiang Feng’s blade diminish sharply, as if the previous slash had been an extraordinary performance.

He quickly closed the distance and thrust a palm strike toward Jiang Feng’s chest.

Jiang Feng was still sitting on the stool.

In that split second, he seemed to think of many things.

Facing the palm strike, he neither dodged nor flinched.

In front of Uncle Huo, he took the hit.

He estimated that the opponent had only the strength of Seventh Grade Marrow Refining, and this palm strike wouldn’t be fatal to him.

Sitting on the stool,

he was sent flying.

But at the same time, he struck back with a speed beyond the opponent’s imagination, slashing once more.

A slash to the throat.

A line of blood appeared on the opponent’s neck as he widened his eyes, watching Jiang Feng being sent flying by the palm strike.

"Bang!"

Jiang Feng crashed into a wooden post inside the tavern, the massive impact causing dust to fall from the tavern’s beams.

He collapsed to the ground.

"You!"

White Rat slowly knelt on the ground. As he tried to cover the wound, blood gushed out, and he collapsed to the ground, dead.

"Bandit!"

Chief Huang finally rushed in, his eyes swollen from the Zombie Powder, but he could see White Rat had been killed with one slash to the throat.

"Constable, there’s a wounded Prison Chief from Zhenbei Prison here."

One of the government officials said.

"Xiao Jiang, are you alright? Why didn’t you dodge earlier?"

Uncle Huo asked with a pained expression.

"Chief Huang, who was that, with such a domineering palm technique, I almost suffocated."

Jiang Feng leaned against the wooden post, speaking in pain.

"Prison Chief Jiang, you’re not in mortal danger, but you’ll definitely be bedridden for a while. Don’t worry, your brave action tonight, I’ll explain it to your superiors."

Chief Huang checked Jiang Feng’s injuries before speaking.

"Alright, Uncle Huo, help me explain too... cough."

Jiang Feng nodded, unable to suppress a cough, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Sigh, I knew I shouldn’t have dragged you out for a drink. Let’s get you home first, and then I’ll call a physician for you."

Uncle Huo said, feeling deeply guilty. He took a bottle of healing medicine from Chief Huang, then carried Jiang Feng back.