At Tang Guoqiang's villa, Yang Feilong enjoyed a lavish lunch.
Tang Guoqiang's family of three treated Yang Feilong with exceptional warmth. Whether it was for Yang Feilong's immense kindness to their family, his medical skills, or his character, Tang Guoqiang's family considered him a close friend.
"Feilong, as I said before, in Lanhai City, as long as you don't do anything against the law, feel free to call me if you need anything," Tang Guoqiang reiterated as Yang Feilong was about to leave.
"Don't worry, Uncle Tang. If I need anything, I'll definitely bother you," Yang Feilong chuckled.
While using the restroom, Yang Feilong discreetly searched online for information about Tang Guoqiang. He quickly learned his identity, as it wasn't a confidential position. Upon discovering it, he was astonished.
He was the newly appointed First Secretary of Lanhai City. He was only forty-three years old. To reach such a position at such a young age indicated exceptional ability and potential for further advancement. Of course, significant promotion within a year or two would be difficult, as he had only been in office for a month or two.
Tang Guoqiang's offer to help as long as Yang Feilong didn't engage in illegal activities was not just a casual remark. It also conveyed his attitude, hoping Yang Feilong would not seek his assistance for any unlawful acts. Yang Feilong understood this perfectly and had no intention of doing so. Of course, if he were to do something like eliminate Li Dapao, no one would know he was involved.
Yang Feilong couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude. He had unintentionally saved the mother of Tang Guoqiang, the First Secretary of Lanhai City. Tang Guoqiang was also someone who knew how to repay kindness. Although he hadn't gifted Yang Feilong anything tangible, his promise was worth far more than hundreds of millions. Furthermore, Liu Yun was the principal of his sister's school, ensuring his sister would not be bullied there.
As Yang Feilong left the villa, he noticed several bodyguards. These were Tang Guoqiang's bodyguards, assigned by the government to protect him. They appeared ordinary, but Yang Feilong could tell they possessed immensely formidable strength within them.
"Compared to these bodyguards, the special forces soldier Lei Hu, whom I dealt with yesterday, is far inferior," Yang Feilong mused to himself.
Could he defeat them? Without using his internal energy, Yang Feilong was certain he wouldn't be their match. His physique was powerful, having been tempered by the constant flow of internal energy, but these men had likely emerged from perilous situations, possessing incredibly robust bodies and potent internal strength. When unleashed, this strength was terrifying. However, once he utilized his internal energy, Yang Feilong's combat power would skyrocket, and he was confident he could overcome them, despite their formidable inner power.
Around four in the afternoon, Yang Feilong left Liu Yun's villa and took a taxi to Lanhai No. 7 Middle School, his sister's school. His sister was currently at Luo Wenwen's house. He had come to retrieve the bicycle he and Li Yuqing had purchased the day before yesterday. However, upon reaching the parking spot, his bicycle, which he had bought for three thousand yuan, was gone.
"Damn it... Who stole my bicycle!" Yang Feilong couldn't help but curse. Although he was wealthy, with the one million yuan treatment fee from Ouyang Yixue and nearly forty thousand yuan remaining, he possessed nearly 1.4 million yuan. However, this was his first bicycle, and he was very fond of it. Its theft left him unable to let it go. Moreover, he harbored a deep aversion to thieves and secretly vowed to pursue the culprit relentlessly, no matter the difficulties. He was, however, at a loss as to where to begin his search, which frustrated him.
"Teacher Yang," the security guard at the entrance spotted Yang Feilong and approached him with a smile. "You're here?"
Yesterday, the security guard had almost been fired by the principal, but Yang Feilong had interceded for him, earning the guard's immense gratitude. Yang Feilong was practically a benefactor. Coupled with Yang Feilong's evidently close relationship with the principal, the guard sought to build rapport with him, if not as a friend, then at least not as an enemy.
Looking at the approaching security guard, Yang Feilong, with a frustrated expression, said, "My bicycle, which I parked here yesterday, was stolen."
"Your bicycle was stolen?" the security guard was taken aback, then apologized, "I didn't know you rode your bicycle here yesterday, otherwise I would have kept an eye on it for you."
Yang Feilong didn't mention that if he had known, he would have placed Yang Feilong's bicycle in the security room for safekeeping yesterday.
"I forgot yesterday too," Yang Feilong shook his head, then paused and asked, "Do you know who stole it?" He asked casually, not expecting the security guard to know, as how could he possibly know the thief?
"I have a general idea," the security guard replied after a moment's thought.
"Oh? You know?" Yang Feilong was surprised and overjoyed.
"There's a theft ring operating in this area. Although their fencing location is hidden, I know it's near Cheyou Hang at number thirty Baima Road," the security guard said. "Come to the security room, and I'll check the surveillance footage. We might not be able to see the thief's face clearly, but we can get a general idea of their build." This was because there was a camera facing the road from the security room.
"That's wonderful!" Yang Feilong exclaimed, delighted.
After spending over an hour in the security room, they successfully identified the thief. It was a man wearing a helmet, who, around one in the morning yesterday, had apparently used a master key to unlock Yang Feilong's bicycle and then rode away brazenly.
"I can't see his face clearly," the security guard said with a wry smile. "But it's safe to assume he's a habitual offender."
"Although I can't see his face, I can clearly see his build," Yang Feilong said with a cold snort. "I will find him and hand him over to the police!"
"Teacher Yang, you should be careful. They're a gang, and there are many of them," the security guard said, looking worried. "Should I find some people for you?"
"Don't worry," Yang Feilong patted the security guard's shoulder and smiled. "I have a foolproof plan. But thank you for your offer. Later, I'll put in a good word for you with the principal; perhaps you can be promoted to security captain or something."
"Really? Thank you, Teacher Yang!" the security guard said excitedly. There were many security guards at their school, and the previous captain had resigned for personal reasons, leaving the position vacant. If Yang Feilong spoke to the principal on his behalf, the position of security captain would be practically guaranteed.
"That's a small matter," Yang Feilong smiled. "Let's exchange phone numbers. If anything happens to my sister in the future, I hope you'll call me immediately." Although their initial encounter wasn't pleasant, Yang Feilong found the security guard to be a decent person in their subsequent interactions. For instance, his initial obstruction had stemmed from assuming Yang Feilong was someone from the streets. Furthermore, now that the guard knew about his sister, showing him some favor would ensure he looked after her even better. While Liu Yun was the principal, she was unaware of many minor matters. School security guards, however, were privy to many things that higher-ups missed.
"Don't worry, Teacher Yang. I will treat your sister's matters as if they were my own sister's," the security guard promised earnestly.
Then, Yang Feilong dialed Liu Yun's number in front of the security guard. Yang Feilong did this for a simple reason: for Liu Yun's family, him asking for their help with minor matters within his capabilities and principles would only make them happy. It showed Yang Feilong didn't treat them as outsiders. After all, who wouldn't want to be friends with a highly skilled divine doctor, especially one who was such a great benefactor to their family? Their family was no exception.