Three minutes later, Lu Feng finished wiping his gun and buckled it back at his waist, his eyes lightly sweeping over the surrounding crowd. An Zhe stared at him and for a moment, their eyes met for a few seconds.

An Zhe immediately stood by the judge’s side to make his position clear. Lu Feng seemed to smile but An Zhe couldn’t see clearly because the man turned back the next second.

There was a minute left. The crowd doing the demonstration became more riotous and louder.

Half a minute.

10 seconds.

They started the countdown.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one—”

The light on the roof of the detection car shone red and bright. The ominous sound of the siren suddenly sounded. “Alarm—”

For a few seconds, the crowd fell into silence.

Bang!

Shots rang out. There was no need for Lu Feng to do it. The guards at the gate fired.

The silence spread to here and no one spoke. Finally, the doctor opened his mouth. “Colonel—”

Lu Feng said nothing. He only turned and walked toward the city, bypassing everyone including An Zhe. The silent crowd was like frozen puppets. They reacted only when he came near, slowly creating a path. His figure entered An Zhe’s eyes and overlapped with the figure that turned away from the city gates one month ago. An Zhe saw him turn away but didn’t see him walk to anyone.

The judge suddenly touched An Zhe’s elbow. An Zhe reacted immediately. he held Lu Feng’s coat and work manual as he chased after Lu Feng. However, the Judge had long legs and he had to trot to catch up.

“Colonel.”

Lu Feng didn’t respond.

“Colonel, wait a minute.”

Lu Feng didn’t respond.

“Colonel…” An Zhe gasped for breath. He didn’t have much strength and his voice was affected by this run. It was a bit softer as he frowned, “Please slow down. I can’t keep up with you…”

The colonel stopped and turned his head to look.

An Zhe hadn’t finished gasping yet as he looked up. “Colonel…”

“Speak well.” Lu Feng glanced at him and ordered coldly, “Don’t be coquettish.”

An Zhe, “……”

CHAPTER 23

“I’m not.” An Zhe whispered.

He handed the work manual to Lu Feng, who raised his eyebrows and took it.

“Your clothes too.” He took off the coat and handed it to Lu Feng. “Thank you.”

Lu Feng placed the coat over his arm and looked down at An Zhe.

“You didn’t need to wait for me.” He stated. “Just put it at the gate.”

An Zhe didn’t answer. He and Lu Feng stared each other in the eye for a few seconds before carefully saying, “You… are you okay?”

Lu Feng shifted his gaze. “I’m fine.”

He had a light tone, as if nothing had just happened.

An Zhe muttered, “…Oh.”

He continued, “Where are you going?” ”