The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

He took a deep breath, his heart churning with worry and unease about the future. The enemy was beginning to reveal their true colors, and the path to justice he sought seemed to be becoming increasingly difficult. Huang Feipeng's resolve remained unwavering; he would not allow anyone to hinder his fight for justice.

Huang Feipeng stood on the street, the surrounding noise seemingly echoing in his ears. His heart was filled with contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, he longed to contribute to the city; on the other hand, he faced invisible pressure and threats. This feeling made him feel helpless, yet he knew that only action could break this predicament.

He walked the streets, his mind filled with countless people he had helped. Their smiles and grateful eyes had given him the strength to persevere through countless dark nights. However, that strength now seemed to be increasingly suppressed by the harsh realities of life. He knew that he wanted to do far more than just this.

"Feipeng, are you really planning to continue?" His friend Xiaolin called, her voice tinged with worry.

“I must continue,” Huang Feipeng stopped on the street, tilted his head slightly, trying to make himself look more determined. “I don’t want this city to be swallowed by darkness.”

"But you know, the enemy isn't an ordinary person; they'll stop at nothing to protect their interests." Kobayashi's voice was tinged with unease. "Can you really handle it alone?"

Huang Feipeng was silent for a moment, a wave of unease washing over him. He knew Xiao Lin was right. Compared to those forces lurking in the shadows, he felt insignificant. But then he thought of the innocent people who had been harmed, and an irresistible anger surged within him.

“I cannot back down,” he replied firmly. “Every injured person is waiting for me to seek justice, and I cannot let them down again.”

"Be careful!" Xiaolin warned on the other end of the phone. "I'm always worried that something might happen to you."

"I will," Huang Feipeng said softly, a sense of loneliness washing over him. He knew his path was fraught with thorns, but he could never stop.

After hanging up the phone, his thoughts became clearer. Huang Feipeng decided he needed to find a trustworthy partner; his own strength was ultimately limited. In this complex city, unity and cooperation were especially important.

He felt a surge of warmth at the thought of his friends' support and concern. Perhaps he could form a small team with like-minded individuals to fight against the forces lurking in the shadows. He began to take action, contacting those influential figures in the city who were willing to speak out for justice.

As time went on, Huang Feipeng quickly gathered a group of people. Among them were journalists, lawyers, and others passionate about justice. A fire burned within each of them; they hoped to use their own strength to change the injustices of the city.

“We need to develop a plan,” Huang Feipeng said, standing at the makeshift conference table and facing the crowd, his voice firm and passionate. “We can no longer sit idly by and wait for our demise.”

"Where should we begin?" a young reporter asked, his eyes filled with eagerness.

“We need to investigate those hidden deals and expose their crimes,” Huang Feipeng said loudly. “I believe that as long as we unite, we can definitely bring justice to the people.”

The atmosphere in the meeting room gradually heated up, and everyone expressed their opinions and thoughts. Huang Feipeng felt a long-lost power, a power that reminded him of the moment he first fought for justice, a moment when he was just as passionate.

As the discussion deepened, everyone reached a consensus. They decided to use the power of the media to expose the ugly deeds of those dark forces and pursue justice through legal means. A flame of hope ignited in Huang Feipeng's heart; he began to realize that he was not alone, and that many others were willing to fight alongside him.

"I believe that darkness cannot stop the power of light." He encouraged everyone present, "As long as we face it bravely, we will definitely be able to make this city a better place."

After the meeting, Huang Feipeng stepped out of the room. The night sky was dotted with stars, seemingly blessing his decision. He knew the road ahead was still fraught with thorns, and perhaps more threats and challenges awaited him. But with a goal in his heart and partners by his side, his courage grew stronger.

Huang Feipeng had just finished a meeting with his team, his heart filled with a mixture of anticipation and unease about the future. As he stepped out of the meeting room, he felt a cold, calculating gaze on his back. His intuition told him that someone was following him.

He slowed his pace, pretending to check his phone, trying to calm himself down. But his heart was racing uncontrollably, and images of the innocent people threatened by the dark forces kept flashing through his mind. He knew that everything he was doing might attract the enemy's attention, or even lead to retaliation.

"I need to be careful," he thought to himself, glancing around to try and spot his pursuer.

He walked into a relatively quiet street, his vigilance growing. His colleagues, who had been laughing and chatting in the meeting, seemed irrelevant to him now; he was facing an unknown crisis alone. His thoughts churned like a surging tide, a sense of urgency rising within him.

"Who is following me? Is it an enemy or someone else?" He wondered repeatedly, but in any case, the dark corners of the city seemed to be gradually enveloping him.

Just as he was about to quicken his pace, he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps. Huang Feipeng immediately turned around, his gaze sweeping across the dimly lit street, trying to find the figure. At that moment, he saw a familiar figure—it was Xiao Lin.

"Feipeng!" Xiaolin ran over breathlessly, her expression filled with worry. "I've been looking for you. When I saw you come out of the conference room, I was worried that you might be in danger."

"Why are you here?" Huang Feipeng frowned, his unease undiminished.

"I had a feeling you might be being followed, so I wanted to follow you," Kobayashi said earnestly, his eyes showing concern.

"You're worrying too much." Huang Feipeng smiled wryly, feeling touched but also a great sense of responsibility. "I can't let you get involved in this trouble."

“But I can’t just abandon you,” Kobayashi insisted. “We’re friends, we should take care of each other.”

Huang Feipeng felt a surge of warmth in his heart, realizing that Xiao Lin's persistence made him feel less alone. He had once felt his resolve wavering, but at this moment, he realized that this invisible support was the driving force for him to continue moving forward.