Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 769 - 774: The Past of Longing_1

"Boss, no wonder I couldn’t find that brat Long Xiaoyun anywhere in Jiangzhou City after searching dozens of hotels over the past two days. I thought he was really good at hiding, but it turns out he was kidnapped... Pathetic!"

Zhou Yang pulled up before Lin Feng in his swanky Rolls-Royce Phantom. He was nonchalantly puffing on a cigarette, joking about Long Xiaoyun’s kidnapping as if it were none of his concern.

In reality, however, Zhou Yang had met with Long Shaotian. They had made a deal: Zhou Yang would protect Long Xiaoyun for a year in exchange for 80 million RMB from Lord Dragon. As an advance, Zhou Yang had already received 30 million from Lord Dragon.

In other words, if Long Xiaoyun ended up dying, Zhou Yang stood to lose at least 50 million in income. Theoretically, he should have been the most anxious one of all.

But that was just Zhou Yang’s way. The more serious the situation, the more relaxed he became, as if he didn’t take such matters to heart. Lin Feng didn’t know whether to call him reckless or cool under pressure.

Lin Feng frowned at Zhou Yang’s attention-grabbing Rolls-Royce Phantom. "Park your car... get in mine..." he said, holding up the keys to his S500.

"Boss, why can’t I drive my own car? Don’t be fooled by its bulk; it’s faster than yours!" Zhou Yang protested.

"Your car is too conspicuous." Lin Feng shook his head, exasperated. "There can’t be more than twenty black Phantoms in all of Jiangzhou City. You’re practically broadcasting your whereabouts to the Qingzi Sect!"

Lin Feng even suspected that someone from the Qingzi Sect had been covertly trailing Zhou Yang. Perhaps they’d discovered Long Xiaoyun was hiding in a hotel precisely because of Zhou Yang’s conspicuous search.

Of course, this was just Lin Feng’s dark speculation, unsupported by any evidence. Even if there were proof, and Long Xiaoyun had gotten into trouble because of Zhou Yang, Lin Feng probably wouldn’t blame him. After all, relationships had their priorities. Long Xiaoyun was just a client, whereas Zhou Yang was a brother Lin Feng had known for years.

"Alright, you’re the boss, so you call the shots. Besides, I’m exhausted from driving these past two days..." Zhou Yang said. He casually twisted his head, then simply left the luxury car, worth over eight million, parked by the roadside. He swaggered over and got into Lin Feng’s car, then asked, "So, where are we off to now?"

"Not sure yet... waiting for intel to come back..." Lin Feng replied calmly. He started the car and drove onto the highway, then took out his phone and placed it on the dashboard in front of the steering wheel.

"Boss, you’re really something. Even without Virus around, you can still find a new usable intel network..." Zhou Yang remarked, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, though his admiration was genuine.

Back in their White Wolf Squad days, the computer expert Xiang Wang, codenamed ’Virus’, possessed the ability to hack into the US Pentagon Control Center using an ordinary laptop and steal military satellite data. He was the White Wolf Squad’s undisputed master of intelligence.

In normal combat, Xiang Wang had zero fighting capability and was the deadweight of the White Wolf Squad. However, no matter what kind of operational plan the White Wolf Squad undertook, they couldn’t do without Xiang Wang’s computer skills.

Take Zhou Yang’s search for Long Xiaoyun a couple of days ago, for example. He’d run around Jiangzhou City for days like a headless chicken and still couldn’t find Long Xiaoyun. If Xiang Wang had been there, he probably could have hacked into the Jiangzhou City Public Security Bureau’s surveillance center in minutes. Using facial recognition software amidst the vast sea of data, he could have quickly found all surveillance footage where Long Xiaoyun appeared, or directly stolen feedback intelligence from communication satellites to locate Long Xiaoyun’s phone.

Unfortunately, Xiang Wang was now probably in some five-star hotel in Hawaii, cozying up with beautiful women and having a blast.

Hearing Zhou Yang’s sigh, Lin Feng couldn’t help but smile slightly and shake his head. "Xiang Wang loves his freedom," he said lightly. "I won’t force him to follow me. If he likes to play, let him play to his heart’s content..."

Zhou Yang pursed his lips at Lin Feng’s words and chuckled. "Haha, Boss, that’s not what you said when you forcibly dragged Xiang Wang into our group back then..."

Unlike Zhou Yang, who had grown up wandering abroad since childhood, Xiang Wang had been personally rescued by Lin Feng from a prison in the USA. The reason this pitiful homebody ended up in prison was precisely because when he was in high school in the USA, during a computer class, he casually wrote a short program that generated a virus called ’Plague.’ And this virus, named ’Plague,’ caused three million computers in the USA to crash due to infection.

Normally, if someone intentionally caused such destruction, they wouldn’t leave any loose ends. But that guy Xiang Wang had no idea how devastating the virus would be once it entered the internet. So, out of a desire to show off, Xiang Wang wrote his initials as a signature at the end of that short program.

Consequently, after US security experts, infuriated, found the source file of that program amidst countless mutated viruses, they were aghast to discover that the source of this ’cyber-attack,’ which had paralyzed the network systems of several states across America, was actually a Chinese-American high school student.

So, Xiang Wang went to prison, sentenced to eight years, plus the cruel punishment of a lifelong ban from accessing the internet.

Xiang Wang’s life in prison was naturally miserable. However, when Lin Feng rescued him from prison as if by magic and invited him to join their glorious mercenary team, Xiang Wang, the homebody who was afraid of death, pain, and injury, clearly preferred to stay in jail. After all, jail wouldn’t kill him, and the welfare for US prisoners seemed pretty good.

Zhou Yang clearly remembered Lin Feng’s mouth almost twisting in anger at the time. Pointing at the bewildered Xiang Wang, he had roared, "Alright then! If you want to keep sitting in jail, then walk yourself back to North America and turn yourself in!"

"Heh..." Hearing Zhou Yang’s teasing, Lin Feng also recalled the scene of him recruiting Xiang Wang. "I remember that kid Xiang Wang innocently asking me back then, ’Why do I have to go back to North America? Aren’t I already in the USA?’ Haha, when I told him we were in the Middle East, that kid almost started crying..."

"He didn’t ’almost’ cry... he definitely cried, okay?" Zhou Yang corrected him solemnly.

Just then, Lin Feng finally received a text message from Liu Haidong.

"Signal source is East Longitude 121.XX, North Latitude 31.XX. Approximately 59 kilometers south of Jiangzhou City!"