<h4>Chapter 504: Chapter 504: The Strange Little Beggar</h4>


    Unaware, one might have thought there was some high-ranking leader sitting in the car.


    Chen Feng couldn’t help but speed up a bit, quickly driving out of the residentialplex’s gate and away into the distance.


    Wei Hai’spany, Hainuo Security Company Limited, had its office located in the busiest business center at the heart of Coastal City.


    As thergest and most-staffed security firm in Coastal, Hainuo Security could be rightfully considered the spearhead within the Coastal Security Industry.


    Thus, only the priciest office building in the business center, Eastern Building, could match the status of Hainuo Security Company.


    The rent for Eastern Building was something ordinarypanies couldn’t afford, being more expensive than the rent for Chen Feng’spany, as well as for Lin’s Jewelry where the office building was situated.


    And Hainuo Security Company Limited had boldly taken up two whole floors as its office space, indicative of its immense wealth and influence.


    This also suggested that, in recent years, the market for the security industry had been getting better and had a lot of room for growth.


    Chen Feng, driving his car, quickly arrived in front of Eastern Building in the business center.


    Although it was his first time visiting, Chen Feng didn’t have much trouble finding it.


    Both Hainuo Security Company Limited and Eastern Building were notably famous in Coastal, easily located with a simple search on the navigation system.


    After parking his car in front of Eastern Building, Chen Feng pushed open the car door and got out, then headed towards the entrance of the building.


    However, just then, a small figure appeared in front of Chen Feng, blocking his way.


    Chen Feng instinctively looked down.


    Upon seeing the figure, Chen Feng furrowed his brows.


    A little boy, about five years old, stood in front of him.


    The child’s face and entire body were grubby, his clothes ragged and torn, and in his hands he clutched a chipped bowl, seemingly a young beggar.


    "Big brother, big brother, please give me some money, I haven’t eaten for days!" the little boy pleaded with pitiful,rge eyes, his pale face speaking volumes.


    Chen Feng’s heart softened.


    In the face of enemies and evildoers, Chen Feng was as cutting as de’s Edge.


    Yet, when confronted with such a pitiful little boy, Chen Feng’s heart was softer than tofu.


    Without hesitation, Chen Feng pulled out his wallet and extracted ten red hundred-yuan notes.


    He intended to give the little boy all one thousand yuan.


    To Chen Feng, money was now merely a number, having lost much of its significance.


    And for Chen Feng, a thousand yuan was less than a drop in the bucket.


    But in the hands of the little boy, that amount could make a significant change in his life.


    At the very least, he could afford a full meal and clean clothes, which was surely achievable.


    Putting away his wallet, Chen Feng extended the one thousand yuan towards the little boy.


    The little boy’s eyes widened at the sight of the one thousand yuan being offered by Chen Feng.


    Having begged for so many days, he had encountered kind souls before.


    But at most, they had given him a hundred yuan.


    Chen Feng, on the other hand, was giving a whole thousand yuan right off the bat.


    The boy couldn’t have been happier, thinking to himself: I might not get beaten when I go back tonight!


    "Thank... thank you, big brother!" the little boy said with tears streaming down his cheeks, his hands trembling as he reached out to ept the one thousand yuan from Chen Feng.


    But when the little boy extended his hand, his sleeve slid down, and his arm was suddenly exposed.


    Chen Feng was momentarily taken aback.


    For he noticed that the boy’s arm was covered in bruises, both blue and purple, full of scars.


    These were definitely not injuries from the child’s own mischief or falls; they must have been inflicted by someone else, and with heavy blows at that.


    This made Chen Feng frown.


    His intuition told him that this was not a simple matter.


    Who could be so heartless as to viciously beat a child of merely five years old?


    Thinking this, Chen Feng looked at the little boy and asked with a smile, "Little brother, you can have all this money, but could you tell your brother how you got those injuries on your arm?"


    "Ah?"


    The little boy, upon hearing this, was stunned, a sh of panic crossing his eyes, before he faltered and said, "This... This is from when I fell down!"


    The boy was very young, and his facial expression and color gave away his lie. Clearly, he was fibbing.


    If the boy had not lied, Chen Feng wouldn’t have found it strange.


    But the boy’s lie made Chen Feng feel like he was hiding something.


    "You fell down? Really? Brother doesn’t like children who lie, and if you don’t tell your brother, then I can’t give you the money!" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes as he spoke to the little boy.


    "Big brother, please, I really can’t tell you, or I’ll definitely be beaten when I go back!"


    The little boy cast a longing nce at the money in Chen Feng’s hand, then looked at him with a pitiful expression.


    "Beaten when you go back? Who beats you?" Chen Feng asked, furrowing his brows with puzzlement.


    "I... I really can’t tell you! Then... then I don’t want the money!" The mention of it made the boy appear very frightened. He no longer wanted the money and turned to run.


    Seeing this, Chen Feng frowned. He felt there was something very wrong about this situation.


    He promptly transformed into a ck Shadow, quietly following the little boy to find out the truth.


    The boy ran straight out of the parking lot and continued towards the outside of the business center until he entered a small alley.


    This ce was usually used for garbage disposal and wasn’t frequented by people.


    After reaching the alley, the boy stopped and squatted beside a trash can, panting heavily.


    Chen Feng also stopped, just about to move forward.


    But at that moment, a figure emerged from within the alley.


    Chen Feng quickly hid to the side and quietly observed.


    As the figure drew closer, Chen Feng could finally see the true face of the shadow.


    It was a young man in his mid-20s wearing a white shirt and jeans.


    With a sharp and thin face apanied by a long scar on the left cheek and particrly sinister and vicious eyes, he certainly did not look like a good person. In television dramas, these types often yed the viin.


    The scar-faced man walked up to the boy andshed out with his foot to the boy’s stomach, asking with a sneer, "Why are you back so early? Did you get the money?"


    "No... no!"


    The little boy, enduring the pain, trembled all over as he shook his head, his face filled with fear.


    However, upon hearing that the boy hadn’t gotten the money, the smile on the scar-faced man’s face vanished in an instant, and his expression became incredibly somber...