Chapter 29: Zhang Yifei's Story

  Ling Meng covered her chest, and the kick just now still had a faint ache.

  Luckily it was just Zhang Yifei's conditioned reflex, otherwise Ling Meng would probably be in direct danger of losing his life right now.

  "Hiss!"

  Wang Bocheng took a cold breath in his heart, although Ling Meng was a woman, but Wang Bocheng was clear about Ling Meng's strength, however he did not expect that just one move would severely injure Ling Meng.

  "Everyone stay alert, no one is allowed to enter the bar without my command." Wang Bocheng was also very anxious at this moment. If no one could stop Zhang Yifei, it would undoubtedly be a bloody massacre.

  From Zhang Yifei's movements, Wang Bocheng was very clear in his heart that no one in the entire armed police force was his opponent, and even the special forces of Lijiang City would not be a match for this person in front of him.

  "Director Wang, what's going on with my husband!" Shao Ningdie's face was pale and frightening at this moment.

  "Post-war mental syndrome!" Wang Bocheng spat out a few words from his mouth with great difficulty.

  "Ah!" Shao Ningdie exclaimed in surprise.

  Although Shao Ningdie didn't know what post-war syndrome was all about, she clearly remembered that her father had mentioned it before, and he seemed to have the same symptoms. However, every time her father had an episode, her mother would knock Shao Tianzhi unconscious.

  Moreover, Shao Ningdie had also searched online for "post-war psychological syndrome."

  Post-traumatic stress disorder, also known as post-traumatic stress syndrome, post-traumatic stress disorder, post-traumatic mental tension disorder, and major blow sequelae. Refers to the psychological state of a person who has experienced or confronted significant stress after the event, resulting in a maladjustment. These experiences include threats to life, severe physical injury, bodily or mental coercion. Sometimes referred to as post-traumatic stress reaction.

  The main symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder include nightmares, drastic personality changes, emotional detachment, numbness (emotional anesthesia or feeling of being disconnected), insomnia, avoidance of things that trigger memories of the trauma, irritability, excessive vigilance, amnesia and jumpiness.

  But Zhang Yifei's current appearance is a complete change in personality.

  His eyes were already completely red, he had completely lost his rationality, and his mouth kept growling: "Kill!"

  "Director Wang, what should we do?" Shao Ningdie asked anxiously.

  "I only know of one way to solve this." Wang Bocheng said with a bitter smile.

  "What's the solution?"

  "Find someone who can knock him down."

  Wang Bocheng's words are no different from saying nothing, and now in this situation, let alone finding someone to knock Zhang Yifei down, it would be good if he wasn't torn apart by Zhang Yifei.

  The man lying on the ground suddenly stood up miraculously and looked at Wang Bo seriously, saying: "Next time, no matter what happens, you can't say it out loud, otherwise, you'll be sent to a military court!"

  "I am Major of the Yanjing Tiger Shark Special Forces!"

  Wang Bocheng just wanted to open his mouth to speak, but the other party was a lieutenant colonel, which made Wang Bocheng wisely shut up.

  Lieutenant Colonel is not a big official, but compared to Wang Bocheng, it's already quite large.

  "This is not a simple post-war psychological syndrome, if handled improperly, I'm afraid it will deepen, and all of us will die at his hands. If handled well, he can immediately recover normally."

  Wang Bocheng nodded after hearing the other person's words, what they said was not bad.

  The man tried his best to relax himself and calmly said to Zhang Yifei: "Relax, relax, now you are strolling in the clouds. Soft, warm, moist white clouds gently caress you."

  "Now your brother and your friends are all by your side..."

  As the man's voice trailed off, Zhang Yifei stood still, his face occasionally contorting in a fierce expression, and occasionally breaking into a peaceful smile, as if he had already become submerged in all the memories of the past.

  "Now, tell me slowly what happened." The man's voice was calm, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, presumably due to the pain in his arm that he could hardly bear.

  "I'm a dead man, I was wrong, I didn't take care of my brothers, it's my fault they died in a foreign land. Those damn Westerners, they betrayed us, our nine brothers faced the Satan Mercenary Corps."

  The man was stunned after hearing Zhang Yifei's words, and his whole body shook violently. The man in front of him actually had such shocking strength and identity.

  Satan Mercenary Corps, known as the most powerful mercenary corps in the West. As long as you have enough money, there's nothing they can't accomplish, even stealing the Golden Triangle. If your money is sufficient, they can do it too.

  In short, as long as Satan's mercenary corps is paid, they will get the job done.

  Satan Mercenary Corps is a god-like existence for mercenary corps all over the world.

  But for countries all over the world they are like devils.

  They gathered retired elite special forces from all over the world, and every one of them was a master who could hold off ten people. The nine of them actually had a fierce battle with the Satan Mercenary Corps and still managed to come out alive, which is truly a miracle.

  Such things would probably give anyone post-traumatic stress disorder.

  "But don't worry, we've already avenged our fallen brothers and destroyed their old nest."

  The man was even more shocked to look at Zhang Yifei, he couldn't imagine what kind of person and what kind of skills it would take to destroy the entire Satan Mercenary Corps' lair.

  "Could it be that he is..." The man didn't dare to think any further, he didn't dare to confirm what Zhang Yifei's true identity was, but he did know the news about the Satan Mercenary Corps being wiped out.

  When the Satan Mercenary Corps was destroyed, the entire world, whether it was assassins or mercenary corps, or countries, were all searching for who exactly had done it, and how they could have such strength.

  It wasn't until the disappearance of Satan's mercenary corps that these people also disappeared without a trace. There was no trail to be found.

  He never thought he would run into one of them today.

  Who can cultivate such people after all?

  "You're great, I thank you on behalf of all brothers." After finishing speaking, the man bowed deeply to Zhang Yifei.

  He's a man of great character, such a man is worthy of respect!

  "The dead are gone, but we, the living, must live on with dignity, and not let our fallen brothers die in vain."

  "Life?" Zhang Yifei's eyes were dazed, as if a white fog had enveloped his vision. He shook his head vigorously to clear it, and suddenly became lucid again. His mind was still hazy, but it felt like thousands of years had flashed by in an instant. With a soft sigh, Zhang Yifei came back to himself.

  Suddenly, Zhang Yifei's jade pendant appeared in front of this man, and the man looked terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

  "Who are you?" Zhang Yifei's eyes were vigilantly fixed on the blood-soaked man in front of him, and if this man showed any abnormality, Zhang Yifei would not hesitate to kill him!

  "You finally woke up, just almost killed me, and now you've forgotten."

  "Sorry." Zhang Yifei understood what had happened as soon as he saw the arms drooping down with eyes cast downward.

  "Crack!"

  Zhang Yifei quickly grabbed the man's arm and gave it a fierce push, causing a loud crash. He had actually severed the man's arm.

  "Thank you!" The man moved his shoulders and said to Zhang Yifei.

  Zhang Yifei took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the other person, saying: "Have one."

  "Thank you." The man took the cigarette handed over by Zhang Yifei without hesitation, and smiled faintly, saying: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your business, nor will I let others talk about it."

  "Thank you!" Zhang Yifei's intuition told himself that this man in front of him was reliable!

  It's not just women who have a sixth sense, men also have it!