Chapter 124: Where Are My Things?

“Professionals?”

Qin Feng’s brow furrowed slightly as he pondered silently.

It seemed this matter was far from simple. The other party was clearly well-prepared, with a very specific target—Stone Buddha.

“Damn it, who the hell dares to play dirty with me?”

Qin Feng muttered under his breath, a sharp, cold glint flashing across his eyes.

He refused to believe that anyone in Jianghai City could steal something right under his nose!

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. “Yue Chan, help me check something…”

…

In the hospital corridor, Zhang Hu and Yang Tianchen supported each other, limping as they emerged from the consultation room.

“Hey, Tianchen, you really went too hard this time. My arm almost got crushed by you!”

Zhang Hu grimaced in complaint, his arm wrapped thickly in gauze.

“Serves you right! Who told you to listen? You just had to show off your strength! If I hadn’t stopped your bleeding, do you think you’d still be standing here talking to me?”

Yang Tianchen rolled his eyes, though his grip on Zhang Hu was steady, afraid he might collapse.

“Heh, if I didn’t try to be tough, how would I show our brotherly bond?”

Zhang Hu chuckled, not taking Yang Tianchen’s words seriously at all.

“You little punk, don’t give me that!”

Yang Tianchen laughed and scolded as they linked arms, heading toward the ward.

“By the way, where’s Feng? Didn’t see him around.”

Zhang Hu looked around but found no sign of Qin Feng.

“Don’t know, probably busy with something,” Yang Tianchen shook his head, not paying much attention.

They entered the ward, chatting and laughing, unaware that at the far end of the corridor, a shadow quietly watched them.

…

After Qin Feng returned, someone helped him apply some simple medication.

“Damn, they dared to steal from me. Do they think I’m some sick cat?”

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing coldly.

Within ten minutes, Jiang Yuechan’s call came through, her speech rapid, “Brother Feng, I found them. This group is the infamous ‘Quick Hands Gang’ from the Tibetan region, specializing in petty theft. Their leader is nicknamed ‘Quick Blade Liu’—a ruthless character.”

“Quick Blade Liu, huh? Let’s see just how fast his blade really is!”

Qin Feng sneered. “Send me their headquarters. Anyone who dares touch my stuff will learn what regret truly means!”

…

“I’ve already sent it to your phone. Want me to send someone over tonight?”

“No need. I’ll handle them myself.”

Qin Feng cut off Yuechan, a ruthless gleam flashing in his eyes.

He was eager to see what kind of scoundrels dared to covet his treasure!

The Tibetan region was sparsely populated, so finding someone in a city was relatively easy.

Jiang Yuechan had already sent the location to Qin Feng’s phone.

Qin Feng drove straight to a dilapidated small town.

Inside a warehouse in the town, lights blazed and voices roared.

“Boss, this haul’s pretty good. That jade Buddha alone must be worth at least a few million, right?”

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