The South Korean passengers seed to not have reacted yet. After a while, they opened their eyes and discovered that the train did indeed stop.
"Oh my god, the train has stopped!"
"Great, we've been saved!"
The South Korean passengers in the carriage all cheered. A young mother hugged her child, patting them with tears of excitent streaming down her face.
No one wants to die. If there is a collision, even if they're not instantly killed, falling from such a height only leads to certain death.
The passengers were celebrating and cheering until soone finally responded.
"Who saved us?"
Indeed, who saved us?
Everyone stopped and looked towards the cockpit.
At this mont, Ren Feng supported Liang Keqing as they walked out from the cockpit.
Seeing Ren Feng, the passengers froze for a mont.
This person, he's so familiar.
"Isn't he the Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine doctor who had a contest with the Korean doctors before?"
"Now that you ntion it, he really is!"
"I rember, the TV on the train was broadcasting the competition, it was him, indeed."
The Koreans babbled on, completely incomprehensible to Ren Feng. He looked at the unconscious Liang Keqing and carefully supported her towards a chair.
The South Koreans sitting there quickly stood up to make way.
They looked at Ren Feng with guilt and complexity in their gazes.
Just a mont ago, these passengers were cursing Ren Feng, wishing for his death, especially after he defeated many respected figures in South Korea's dical community, which peaked their anger.
But life is unpredictable; unexpectedly, it was Ren Feng who saved them once again.
The passengers in the carriage saw Ren Feng looking tired and weak, along with Liang Keqing who had fainted and was leaning against Ren Feng's shoulder, and everyone fell silent.
They may hate Ren Feng, but without him, they wouldn't have survived today.
After a long while, a young South Korean approached Ren Feng.
Ren Feng lifted his head to look at him, unsure of his intentions.
"I'm sorry."
The young South Korean suddenly bowed deeply to Ren Feng.
"And thank you."
The young South Korean showed guilt on his face, and after speaking, walked away.
Then, another followed, and all the South Korean passengers bowed to Ren Feng.
This bow ant their heartfelt sincerity, expressing gratitude to Ren Feng for saving their lives.
Ren Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.
...
South Korea's police quickly acted upon knowing the situation, making arrangents imdiately, and countless police forces hurried over.
News dia swiftly reported the related incidents.
"Who was responsible for the sports center attack?"
"Host Cui Junxian is in a coma, doctors say the injuries are serious"
"Near collision between two trains on overpass, suspected to be related to sports center attack"
News reports were releasing one after another, raising everyone's anxiety.
Everyone on the train was successfully rescued, including Ren Feng, who supported the newly awakened Liang Keqing and headed to the hotel.
The sports center attack case instantly beca the focus of public opinion, adding to the train incident, activating the entire South Korean police force.
The Huaxia side also panicked.
"What happened? An attack? Even missiles?"
"Oh my god, will anything happen to Ren Feng and the others?"
"Indeed, the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation is still there, what's South Korean police doing?"
Huaxia citizens were extrely worried, and Xia Wenxue and her female friends likewise nearly fainted upon hearing the news.
Xia Wenxue sat in the chair, face pale, oblivious to what her secretary Leting was saying beside her.
Bai Xiaoyue, in her urgent worry upon seeing the news, stood up suddenly, totally incredulous.
"Impossible, he can't have anything happen!"
At this mont, Bai Xiaoyue was unaware that her heart was already tied to Ren Feng.
She even wished she could fly to South Korea right now!
Mo Yuqi, upon hearing the news, was still in class and imdiately beca so anxious that he left.
Eleven's face darkened, and she stood up, calling her subordinates inside.
"Investigate, who did it!"
The usual gentle tone was replaced by a stern voice.
Everyone was worried, and the sa was true for South Korea.
Soon after, the train news broke out.
The South Koreans, seeing the train news, exploded again.
"Oh my god, luckily nothing happened."
"Thank goodness. If there had been a collision, South Korea really would have had a major incident."
"Was it Ren Feng who saved people this ti?"
"Is it the Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine Ren Feng?"
"Impossible, right?"
Upon hearing the news, all South Koreans initially resisted, even thinking it was impossible, but after repeatedly reviewing, they all fell silent.
In that situation, without Ren Feng, it absolutely would have led to a tragic end of train destruction and deaths!
If Ren Feng hadn't stopped the train at a critical mont, thousands of lives on the two trains would have perished, and if the train fell and crashed onto those buildings causing property damage, potentially impacting pedestrians below, it could have been even worse.
Fortunately, nothing happened.
Finally, on South Korea's social networks, a South Korean spoke up.
"No matter what, we must thank Ren Feng. Without him, the trains would have definitely collided. Thank you for preventing this accident."
"That's right, we really must thank him."
"Whether or not he defeated us in the dical field, he is the benefactor of all of South Korea in this matter."
All South Koreans felt complex emotions. Facing soone they had previously wished dead, they now had to be grateful to him. The situation changed too quickly.
But regardless, up until now, South Koreans' attitudes towards Ren Feng have mostly changed.
...
Ren Feng rushed back to the hotel. He had already checked Liang Keqing's pulse and found no other problems. It was simply a deep coma, and after so ti, she would wake up on her own.
Returning to the hotel, he opened the room for Liang Keqing to sleep well, and then Ren Feng stepped out again. Bai Ge and others stood there with guilty expressions.
"Brother, we didn't protect her well." Bai Ge hung his head, his face extrely grim.
Ren Feng took a deep breath and patted Bai Ge's shoulder, "It's okay, this wasn't your fault."
Even though he said this, Ren Feng felt anxious and restless because Liou Rui was still in their hands!
"Is everyone else okay?" Ren Feng asked.
"They're fine. The embassy has already taken asures to protect them. It's just Miss Liou Rui..."
Ren Feng restrained his emotions. The more tense the situation, the calr he needed to be.
Everyone at the scene was silent, but at that mont, Ren Feng's phone rang.
Almost reflexively, Ren Feng answered the call imdiately.
"Hello?"
"King of rcenaries."
The voice on the other end was a woman's, sounding a bit lazy yet sowhat arrogant. Even though it was posed as a question, the aning was unmistakable.
"It's ," Ren Feng said in a deep voice.
"Your response has truly disappointed ," the woman said blandly. "I'm giving you a chance to save your woman, to make the ga less boring."
Ren Feng's breathing quickened slightly, "Ti, place!"
"Don't worry, take it easy. I'll inform you soon enough. But at least one person must co, or else the ga won't be fun."
"I'll co alone."
"Alright then, I'll contact you later."
After hanging up, the woman picked up a cigarette from the table, skillfully lit it, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.
The video call on the computer on the table was connected. It displayed Lawrence of the Rothschild Clan, the sa young master Ren Feng had encountered on the gambling ship before.
"Is the person dead?"
Lawrence asked, his handso face still hiding a dark ferocity, a hint of hatred in his eyes.
"Don't worry, he will die," the woman said unhurriedly, puffing smoke rings and placing her legs on the table, extrely unseemly.
"You are the Beheading rcenary Corps, I trust you. That's why I requested your services."
"Naturally, but what about the things I want?"
The woman inhaled from her cigarette, exhaling slowly.
There was still an air of elegance about her face.
But only her previous subordinates knew, her other side was that of a madwoman, a complete lunatic!
Otherwise, her nickna wouldn't have been the Beheading Madam!
"Rest assured, we have found two of the materials already and have prepared them for you," Lawrence said.
"Hmm." The woman nodded, "There's still one more."
"The remaining one is very challenging. I've mobilized all available resources to find it. It might take so more ti, but rest assured, as long as you kill Ren Feng, I will help you get that item."
"Alright."
After the woman finished speaking, she ended the video call directly.
"Three items are needed to step into the next realm," the woman sighed. "Even though being trapped in that damn place for years, being able to co out is worth it."
After speaking to herself, the woman pressed a bell, and shortly, an old man in traditional Korean clothing respectfully ca in.
"You are agents placed by the organization in South Korea and have developed to such a scale. Now it's ti to be loyal to the organization."
"Please give your orders."
"Good." The woman's lips curled up slightly.
...
In the suburbs near Seoul, South Korea, there is a mountain called Han Mountain.
The mountain is not large, but from the foot to the top, it is monopolized by a family.
The Cui Family!
The information given to him was precisely here.
Ren Feng stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the tea pavilion at the highest point on the mountainside, where soone was sitting cross-legged.
Ren Feng walked forward.
"Stop! What are you doing?"
Suddenly, two disciples from the Cui Family stepped forward to block Ren Feng.
Ren Feng was about to speak when suddenly, the two n struck out forcefully, aiming punches directly at him. The one on the right even flipped out a short knife, stabbing fiercely toward his ribs.
Ren Feng's expression remained calm, without much action, and with a jolt of True Qi, he sent the two flying!
Then, Ren Feng continued to walk forward.
But suddenly, a dozen or so mbers of the Cui Family appeared ahead, all wielding weapons, blocking the path completely.
"Ah!"
The leader shouted, thrusting his sword toward Ren Feng.
Ren Feng slapped the sword, catching it mid-air and holding it in his hand, then swept it horizontally, causing the disciple to scream and collapse to the ground.
Seeing the rest of the charging Cui Family mbers, Ren Feng remained calm. Holding the long sword in his right hand and stepping forward with his left foot, he assud a stance as if ready to draw his sword for an attack!
In the next second, it was as if the entire world darkened, and Ren Feng's silhouette disappeared, like lightning, charging into the crowd, the sword flashing with cold light!
Within just a few breaths, Ren Feng appeared behind the group of Cui Family disciples.
Those behind him stood frozen, locked in position, but after a second, they all fell simultaneously.
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