79: Get on good terms with your aunt Zheng Yiyun

Jiang Feng's face was grim as he slowly walked towards the next hooligan, one step at a time.

The hooligan watched Jiang Feng approach in terror, his body involuntarily shrinking back like a startled quail, muttering "woo woo" sounds as if begging for mercy.

But before he could react, Jiang Feng stomped down suddenly.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound, particularly jarring in the silent venue, as the hooligan's leg bone instantly snapped.

He was in such pain that his face turned ashen white, his features twisted together, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his body trembled uncontrollably like a sieve, and he let out a pig-like shriek.

Then, Jiang Feng repeated the process, breaking the legs of the hooligans one by one.

The screams echoed continuously in the empty venue, like a terrifying symphony that made people shiver, as if a chill ran from their feet straight to their heads.

The atmosphere around them became exceptionally oppressive, like the calm before a storm, making it hard to breathe.

"I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for half a year, let's see how you'll do evil in the future!" Jiang Feng said coldly, without a trace of pity on his face:

"Feels good, doesn't it? If you have any crooked thoughts and want to get revenge on me, you're welcome anytime, but next time, I won't be so civilized."

Jiang Feng's lips curved slightly into a mocking smile.

These hooligans usually bullied the common people and committed all sorts of evil deeds, so this outcome was what they deserved.

"Get lost. If you ever appear before me again, you'll know what it means to wish you were dead!"

The hooligans shivered in fear. They didn't dare to resist in the slightest, their hearts filled with terror, as if Jiang Feng was a demon from hell...

They helped each other up, wincing in pain with every step, cold sweat soaking their clothes, but they dared not stop, fearing Jiang Feng would change his mind.

They thought to themselves that they would never provoke this demon again. It was a miracle they were leaving alive this time, and they would definitely stay far away from him in the future...

Jiang Feng no longer paid attention to these stray dogs. He took a deep breath, calmed the anger in his heart, and then turned to look at Zheng Yiyun behind him.

At this moment, Zheng Yiyun's eyes were tearful, filled with gratitude and dependence, and crystal tears hung on her long eyelashes, like brilliant pearls.

When she saw Jiang Feng safely resolve the predicament, her hanging heart finally settled.

She disregarded the red high heels she was wearing, their heels making a "tap tap" sound on the ground, as if reflecting her urgent mood.

Zheng Yiyun jogged towards Jiang Feng, her willow-like slender waist swaying with each step.

The gray stepmother dress tightly hugged her curves, swaying from side to side with her movements.

The high slit of the skirt revealed a pair of full, long legs clad in black stockings, moving alternately, sparkling with a charming luster in the sunlight, enough to make one's nose bleed.

This alluring, exquisite mature woman, like a swallow returning to its nest, unhesitatingly buried her astonishingly curvaceous body into Jiang Feng's embrace.

She hugged Jiang Feng tightly, as if he would disappear if she let go, like grasping the last straw of hope.

Ever since her husband died, she had raised Zhang Qingning and Zhang Shuya, the two sisters, by herself, expending unimaginable effort.

Even when Jiang Feng came to live at her house, she treated him equally, putting no less effort into him than into her two daughters.

It was precisely because of this that she had always interacted with Jiang Feng with the mindset of an elder, not a woman.

To put it simply, she treated Jiang Feng, her best friend's son, as her own son.

But ever since the secret tutoring session last time, she truly felt that Jiang Feng had grown up and was no longer that ignorant little boy.

And in a moment of impulse, her relationship with Jiang Feng had even crossed that boundary...

Until today, when Jiang Feng bravely protected her, she finally deeply realized that the Jiang Feng before her was no longer the little boy he used to be, but a true man.

A long-lonely heart began to beat uncontrollably, as if a little deer was frantically bumping around.

Thinking of this, she rubbed her small head against Jiang Feng's embrace, her heart filled with a sense of security, feeling that as long as Jiang Feng was there, she had nothing to fear.

"Ding! Zheng Yiyun's favorability towards the host +5, currently 95 points. Host, keep up the good work!"

"Ding! Mission issued!"

"As a simp, what you lack most is courage. Zheng Yiyun is your mother's best friend, your elder. You once had feelings for her, but because you lacked the courage to break through the cage, you lost the opportunity forever..."

"Mission content: Improve your relationship with your Aunt Zheng Yiyun. Reach 100 favorability."

"Mission reward: Top-tier sedan: One Maybach Daulet."

Jiang Feng was first stunned when he heard the system's prompt, then he reacted.

A Maybach Daulet?

If he remembered correctly, this car was limited to only 20 units worldwide, completely handcrafted, and even the Pope of the Vatican adored it!

This car once fetched an exorbitant price of 25.5 million RMB at a car show in Beijing!!!

Even Jack Ma didn't have this car; his was just a regular Maybach 62s, priced at ten million.

It was far inferior to the Maybach Daulet!

As the saying goes: Congratulations on becoming a distinguished Mercedes owner, may the three-pointed star illuminate your future career!

This car would become the facade of his startup company!

What man wouldn't love such a luxury car?

"System, you really get me!"

Suppressing the urge to continue the fight on the spot and increase favorability, Jiang Feng silently thought, "Check Zheng Yiyun's information."

Ever since he activated the opposite-sex information panel yesterday, Zheng Yiyun was the second person he checked.

"Ding!"

"Name: Zheng Yiyun"

"Gender: Female"

"Age: 37"

"Looks: 96"

"Height: 166cm"

"Weight: 60kg"

"Size: F"

"Personality: Gentle and virtuous"

"Hobbies: Cooking, baking, yoga"

"Favorability: 95"

"Number of partners: 2 (including host)"

"Marital status: Divorced"

"Physical condition: Healthy"

"Current status: Filled with a sense of security"

Jiang Feng's palm gently rested on Zheng Yiyun's smooth, fair back. He leaned down slightly, closer to Zheng Yiyun, and softly comforted her:

"Auntie Yiyun, it's alright now, everything's fine. I'm here to protect you, and I absolutely won't let you suffer even a tiny bit of harm again."

The gray stepmother dress Zheng Yiyun was wearing had an open-back design.

As Jiang Feng comforted her, she felt a tingling sensation spread from her back, her breathing quickened, and her body became extremely sensitive, as if a faint current passed through her entire body, making her tremble slightly.

Her heart pounded like a little rabbit, feeling both shy and incredibly safe.