Chen Feng was not a person who liked to meddle in other people's business, but it depended on the matter at hand.
More than half of the people in these pig trucks were his compatriots.
Since he had encountered them, he was willing to give these people a chance to regret their past actions.
Furthermore, he also wanted to test the power of his Wind Blade Technique.
It had to be said that the power of the Wind Blade Technique was quite impressive.
Using the Wind Blade Technique when the opponent was completely unprepared could definitely produce miraculous effects.
According to Chen Feng's estimation, even the Astral Qi of a Xiantian martial artist could be instantly pierced by the Wind Blade Technique.
However, it likely wouldn't be enough to kill a Huajing martial artist in a single strike. The bodies of Huajing experts had already become one with their Astral Qi, making them far stronger than Xiantian martial artists.
The advantage of the Wind Blade Technique was its speed and the fact that it could be controlled by his spiritual energy, but its raw power was inferior to the Fireball Technique.
About ten minutes later, Chen Feng saw vehicle lights shining in the distance; clearly, Jack was bringing people over.
On the dirt road, the people inside the truck carriages were still shocked by the scene before them.
The "Blackies" lying on the ground had also slowly stopped their screaming.
Blood had stained the surrounding dirt road crimson.
"Was that person just now an immortal?" Zhang Jiajia muttered to herself.
She felt certain she had witnessed a legendary celestial being.
Although it seemed somewhat unbelievable, Chen Feng's appearance and the gruesome state of the Blackies made her believe that only an immortal could have accomplished such a feat.
The others in the carriages also began rushing out one after another.
The moment they escaped the carriages, relief washed over their faces, and they began untying the ropes binding them.
Only Zhang Jiajia stood still, the image of that immortal-like figure still flashing in her mind.
"Heavens! We're finally saved!"
"I'm never coming here again, even if I become immortal!"
"I wonder who saved us. Could it really be a god?"
Everyone was discussing what had just happened.
Some even began kicking and punching the few Blackies on the ground who hadn't died yet, using them to vent their anger.
At that moment, only Zhang Jiajia had noticed Chen Feng; the others had missed him entirely.
Just then, several sets of headlights appeared on the distant road.
The expressions of the crowd changed instantly. Many wanted to flee, but it was too late.
The vehicles were about to arrive.
In such a desolate wilderness, there was no way they could outrun cars.
Zhang Jiajia hurriedly stripped a piece of clothing from one of the Blackies and put it on herself.
A moment later, seven or eight vehicles pulled up in front of Zhang Jiajia and the others.
Jack stepped down from a vehicle with a group of subordinates, each of whom was carrying an AK.
Seeing a group of people appearing with guns, Zhang Jiajia and the others turned pale. They had just escaped a den of monsters; were they about to be captured again?
Jack looked at the crowd and shouted, "Those from Dragon Country, stand on my side!"
Jack used broken Chinese.
He had been studying Chinese recently specifically to please Chen Feng. He couldn't let his boss have to accommodate him by speaking English; that would be highly unprofessional.
The crowd remained silent; no one admitted to being from the Dragon Country.
No one knew what Jack and his men intended to do.
Seeing no response, Jack frowned.
At that moment, a man in the crowd pointed at a nearby youth and rambled a long string of words.
Jack frowned. "What did he say?" He couldn't understand the language.
Seeing that Jack didn't understand, the man immediately spoke in English
"Boss, I am from the Sakura Country. This person next to me is from the Dragon Country. If you catch him, I can tell you who else here is from the Dragon Country."
This Sakura national assumed Jack was there to capture Dragon Country citizens and immediately jumped out. Since the Sakura Country and the Dragon Country were ancient enemies, he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.
The youth being pointed at looked like a minor; seeing this, he burst into tears from fright.
Jack glanced at the youth and then waved his hand to a subordinate.
A subordinate brought a set of clothes to the youth and helped him put them on.
Seeing this, the crowd finally realized the truth.
These people weren't here to capture Dragon Country citizens; they were here to rescue them!
Soon, the Dragon Country citizens began identifying themselves one by one, even speaking various local dialects to prove their identity.
Jack's subordinates also began distributing clothes to everyone.
Zhang Jiajia approached Jack and asked, "Hey, are you one of that immortal's people?"
Having figured out the current situation, Zhang Jiajia was no longer as terrified as before. Although she didn't know Jack's identity, she assumed they wouldn't harm them.
"Immortal?" Jack was stunned, not quite understanding the meaning of her Chinese.
Zhang Jiajia then switched to English
"A deity. He was the one who saved us just now. Are you sent by him?"
An expression of anticipation appeared on Zhang Jiajia's face.
Jack immediately realized she was talking about his boss. The only person who could be called a deity was their boss.
"Don't ask what shouldn't be asked. Get in the car. Our people will send you back to your country," Jack said, naturally refusing to say more. His boss's identity had to remain a secret.
However, Jack's words made Zhang Jiajia burst with excitement.
"I knew it was him! He's from the Dragon Country, right? Otherwise, why would he send you to save us?"
Zhang Jiajia wouldn't stop asking. Jack instantly found the woman incredibly annoying, but remembering his boss's instructions, he could only say helplessly
"Lady, all you need to do right now is get in the car. Don't ask any more questions."
Jack glanced around; most of the Dragon Country citizens had already boarded the vehicles. He then had several subordinates drop a pile of clothes for the others remaining.
At this point, the Sakura national who had spoken earlier shouted, "Hey, aren't you taking me with you?"
There were still about a dozen people left, but none were from the Dragon Country.
Jack tilted his head and looked at the Sakura national. "Do I know you?"
Hearing this, the Sakura national flew into a rage
"Our Sakura Country has very good relations with your Western countries! We even have US troops stationed in our country! You have an obligation to rescue me!"
Jack swept a cold gaze over the Sakura national. Without a word of nonsense, he picked up an AK from a nearby subordinate and unleashed a burst.
The bullets instantly riddled the Sakura national with holes, turning him into a honeycomb.
Seeing Jack suddenly open fire, the crowd screamed in terror. No one expected the previously composed Jack to kill someone so directly.
"Shabi!" Jack cursed in unauthentic Chinese.
Did these people think he was a fake? He was a gangster himself; he had killed plenty of people.
His boss had only ordered him to take the Dragon Country citizens, not anyone else. Providing these people with clothes was already an act of generosity; for them to dare question him was simply seeking death.
Watching Jack's fierce demeanor, Zhang Jiajia didn't dare ask anything more and obediently got into the car.
"Let's go!"
Jack waved his hand, and his subordinates drove off. He, however, drove his own vehicle to the other side.
Jack drove to Chen Feng's location. He hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for him.
"Boss."
Jack was incredibly respectful, showing none of his previous ferocity. He had just seen the corpses on the ground; they had almost been turned into human sticks. It reminded him of what he had seen on the ship—his boss's methods were truly ruthless.
After getting into the car, Chen Feng asked
"Do you know the identities of those people?"