School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 181 - 204: Won’t Talk? Beat Until You Do!

Chapter 181: Chapter 204: Won’t Talk? Beat Until You Do!

I searched everywhere for him and couldn’t find him; unexpectedly, he showed up on his own.

Chen Nan suddenly felt like it was effortless after looking everywhere without success, glanced at the several Japanese devils rolling on the ground, and said to Qin Yixuan, "Watch them!" He then immediately dashed toward Lan Feihu.

Lan Feihu’s strength was indeed not weak. Chen Nan could feel it from a distance, probably around Qi Dao Third Layer Heaven—no wonder Huo Xinya was no match for him.

Seeing Chen Nan pounce like a ferocious tiger, Lan Feihu’s face changed. Before he could react, a large hand was already striking his face. His heart tightened in fear, and he hurriedly raised his hand to resist.

"Bang!"

A loud noise erupted; with a casual palm strike, Chen Nan sent Lan Feihu flying over ten meters, spitting blood profusely and rolling several times on the ground before he stopped, in a complete mess.

After severely injuring him with one palm, Chen Nan did not stop there. He leaped forward, approached Lan Feihu, and directly stepped on him.

"Lan Feihu, your name is Lan Feihu, right?" Chen Nan stared at him and said.

"How... how do you know?"

Lan Feihu’s expression changed, somewhat shocked. He had changed his name and fled home after committing a murder twenty-five years ago, and he had long stopped using the name Lan Feihu. Yet, the man before him, who looked to be only about twenty years old, how could he know his real name?

"How I know is not important, what’s important is that I’ve caught you."

Chen Nan squatted down, looked at him, and said, "A month ago, you stole a painting from Huo Xinya and even used Hua Gong Powder against her, nearly crippling her martial arts. I don’t want to fuss over this too much, just return the painting to me, and I will spare your life."

Lan Feihu let out a cold laugh, "If you want to kill, then kill, why bother with all the talk."

"Good, very good."

A slight smile appeared on Chen Nan’s face; although he was smiling, it made Lan Feihu shiver all over—his smile was too sinister.

Sure enough, as soon as this thought crossed his mind, Chen Nan suddenly slapped him, causing Lan Feihu’s face to swell red and scream in pain.

Although the man was Lan Yuqin’s uncle, Chen Nan could not care less about that for the sake of the painting.

"Does getting beaten feel that good? You’re screaming so delightfully," Chen Nan grabbed his collar, lifting him, "I’ll ask you one more time, where is the painting?"

Lan Feihu snorted coldly, remaining silent.

Chen Nan sighed and said, "I like tough guys like you; no other reason, just two words, it’s fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped him again. Lan Feihu couldn’t avoid it and was slapped several meters away, rolling on the ground and screaming miserably with a bruised and swollen face.

Without saying another word, Chen Nan rushed forward and began punching and kicking Lan Feihu, hitting directly; although Lan Feihu was a tough guy, he was beaten into constant rolling and screaming on the ground.

On the other side, Qin Yixuan was dumbfounded by what Chen Nan was doing.

If it weren’t for having to watch those Japanese devils, Qin Yixuan would have definitely rushed over to stop Chen Nan. After all, this is a civilized society, hitting people is not right, one must win people over with virtue, treat prisoners kindly, although she herself has violent tendencies...

"Chen Nan, what are you doing? Stop it," Qin Yixuan yelled, "If you keep hitting him, he will die from it."

Chen Nan did not stop, continuing his vicious beating on Lan Feihu, smashing punch after punch and saying, "This guy is a skilled inner-strength master; he’s not easy to kill. Just watch those Japanese, don’t worry about this side."

Feeling helpless, Qin Yixuan stamped her foot and could only agree.

After brutally beating Lan Feihu, Chen Nan felt a bit tired himself, but the other party still hadn’t given in. Annoyed, he directly broke a tree by the roadside as thick as a wrist, grabbed the stick and started beating Lan Feihu.

"Whack, whack, whack..."

The sound of the stick hitting continued; Lan Feihu, in pain, rolled nonstop on the ground. After enduring for a while, he finally couldn’t bear it anymore and pleaded, "Stop... stop hitting, I’ll talk, I’ll talk!"

Chen Nan tossed the stick aside and stared at him, "Where is the painting?"

"Someone else told me to steal it, and after I stole it, I sold it to him," Lan Feihu said, looking at him. "If you need it, I can give you all the money I got from selling the painting."

Chen Nan squatted down and asked, "How much money did you sell it for?"

"Five... five million."

Hearing this, Chen Nan was somewhat puzzled. What kind of painting had his junior sister left behind that it was worth so much?

"Who did you sell it to?" Chen Nan asked.

After a moment of silence, Lan Feihu said, "The young master of the Yang family, Yang Wu."

Chen Nan frowned and said, "Explain clearly."

"This Yang family is one of the major martial arts families in Ningjiang City with a profound heritage, and this Yang Wu is the only son of their family head, Yang Haitao. I don’t know why he wanted this painting," Lan Feihu explained.

Chen Nan asked, "What’s Yang Wu’s strength like?"

"Mediocre talent, Entering Dao Fifth Layer Heaven."

Chen Nan basically understood now. Huo Xinya had reached the Entering Dao Seventh Layer Heaven, and since Yang Wu couldn’t defeat her, he had to ask for help. However, since his family was a martial arts family, they shouldn’t lack experts. Chen Nan couldn’t quite understand why Yang Wu didn’t have his own people take action and instead asked Lan Feihu for help.

"Where does this Yang Wu live?"

"Tianfu Garden, XXX villa."

Chen Nan nodded. "You should be very aware of the consequences if you dare to deceive me."

"I have no reason to lie to you," Lan Feihu said.

"I know your father and your niece, and I’ll have them visit you sometime, but right now, I must arrest you," Chen Nan said. "It’s one thing for you to be involved in the underworld, but it’s outright treasonous for you to mix with the islanders."

Lan Feihu looked at Chen Nan with some surprise and then, bowing his head and falling silent for a while, said, "Don’t let them come. I am no longer Lan Feihu."

Without saying much more, Chen Nan sealed his inner strength by pressing his acupoint and pushed him towards Qin Yixuan.

After Qin Yixuan made a call, soon under cover, members of the Criminal Police Team arrived, two vans in total, eight people, all in plain clothes.

Chen Nan pointed at Lan Feihu and said to Qin Yixuan, "His inner strength has been sealed by me. You can just take him back; I have other places to go and things to handle."

Now that he knew the whereabouts of the painting left by his junior sister, it was natural for him to retrieve it.

Qin Yixuan nodded and asked, "What do you need to handle?"

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed," Chen Nan said with a grin. "This is a wilderness area with no taxis around. Lend me your police car for a bit."

Qin Yixuan rolled her eyes and threw the keys, saying, "Be careful, no speeding and no running red lights, or else you’ll never hear the end of it from me."

Chen Nan pulled open the car door and sat inside. "Don’t worry, this car can only go up to 200 mph; the speeding won’t be too bad." After saying that, he started the car, put it in gear, and shot out like a bullet.

Qin Yixuan was stunned for a moment, then roared, "You jerk, stop! I take my offer back, stop!"

But to her frustration, Chen Nan didn’t stop the car but turned on the siren instead, charging forward really arrogantly.

"You beast, are you trying to get yourself killed!"

Listenting to the siren, Qin Yixuan stamped her foot in anger and swore, but was helpless and could only grit her teeth and vow never to lend her police car to him again.