Zhang Feng is here!
There was another vibration in the villa, the sound of running, the sound of things breaking, and there were bursts of exclamation, indicating how chaotic the villa was.
Outside the door, Zhang Feng and Xue Chen looked at each other, both with the same expressions of contempt.
"The black meeting is the black meeting. The catastrophe is about to fly separately. The so-called loyalty is all nonsense." Xue Chen mocked at the door, regardless of whether the people inside could understand Chinese.
The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth raised, he strode up the steps and entered the villa.
On the front is a foyer, the front is the stairs leading to the second floor, the left and right sides are the dining room and the living room, there is no special partition, the three halls are connected.
There was no one in the dining room, tableware, candle holders, and chairs were all falling down. The living room on the left was also in a mess, as if he had just been robbed.
"Ran?"
Xue Chen looked at Zhang Feng and raised his eyebrows, full of mockery.
It seems to be saying: You ran here with injuries, but people ran away. You ran for nothing. Are you stupid
Zhang Feng touched his nose, turned his qi, let go of his voice and shouted, "Nan Liu, come out if it's a man!"
The sound of thunder was rolling, and the whole villa seemed to be shaking with a terrifying sound.
In response to him, there was only a panic running sound. It seemed that there were still people in the villa robbing, and they were scared before they had time to escape.
"Really ran away."
Xue Chen chuckled and let out a sigh of relief.
She was very worried about Zhang Feng's injury. It would be best if she didn't do anything. As for whether Nan Liu ran away, she didn't care. Anyway, Nan Liu's industry and power were basically destroyed, and there was no trouble.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Zhang Feng walked towards the stairs, and within a few steps, suddenly accelerated, like a phantom, rushing upstairs.
Upon seeing this, Xue Chen followed up with a fierce effort.
On the second floor, Zhang Feng stood at the door of a room, blocking a middle-aged woman wearing a servant costume in the room.
"Do you understand English?" Zhang Feng asked in a deep voice.
The other party was horrified and nodded for a while.
Zhang Feng then asked, "Where did Nan Liu go?"
The maid shook her head vigorously, and then quickly nodded, making Zhang Feng not understand what she meant at all.
"Nan Liu didn't run away?" Zhang Feng asked again.
This time, the maid nodded.
Zhang Feng raised his brows and asked hurriedly:
"Where did he go?"
The maid hesitated for a long time, and finally pointed to the window with her finger.
Zhang Feng looked towards the balcony window and suddenly snorted: "Waiting for me in the garden, it seems that you still have the courage!"
After saying this, he walked to the balcony and jumped off.
In the back garden of the villa, the bald boss Nanliu was sitting on a tiger-skinned grandmaster's chair, surrounded by more than thirty strong thugs with fierce expressions on their faces.
"Zhang Feng, you are finally here!"
Nan Liuyi had a hateful expression on her face. Seeing Zhang Feng appeared, she immediately stood up, pointed his finger at him, and yelled, "I want to kill you, the woman who sleeps with you, and sell her to a brothel, and pick up a hundred clients every day!"
This guy seems to be a little uncomfortable, without the aura of the previous boss, but like a small gangster, he swears when he comes up.
Zhang Feng walked into the garden slowly, picked a red rose, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then threw the flower away.
"The bad breath is really unpleasant."
The implication was that Nan Liu's cursing, his saliva flew wildly, and the flowers in the garden were smelled.
Hearing this, Nan Liu flushed immediately, jumping angrily, and then blurted out some insults.
Not only did Zhang Feng look down on him a little, but even the surrounding thugs showed a look of surprise. I'm afraid they didn't expect that their boss would be so innocent.
Although it's a dark society, the boss will be looked down upon if he has no demeanor.
Zhang Feng picked another Begonia in his hand, sniffed it, and flicked it casually.
The begonia flower and the same short section of stalk suddenly turned into a sharp hidden weapon, and flew straight to Nanliu, with a speed comparable to an iron hidden weapon.
"Ah..." Nan Liu exclaimed and fell to the ground for the first time.
With a duh, the stalk of the begonia pierced the tiger skin, pierced a large hole in the precious tiger skin, and nailed it to the sandalwood armchair.
Fallen leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, and it cannot be done by non-major masters.
The garden fell into a weird silence, everyone was watching Nanliu, and the thugs didn't expect that their boss would use a lazy donkey to roll around, avoiding attacks.
What a shame!
Zhang Feng laughed at it and said loudly: "Nan Liu, you kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe you can let you go, or leave you a whole body."
Two choices depend on how Nanliu chooses.
Nan Liu hugged his head and crawled on the ground, pushing up Lao Gao's butt.
Hearing this, he raised his head with a fearful expression on his face, and found that everyone was looking at him, he hurriedly got up, patted the dust on his legs, and acted as if nothing had happened.
The face is thicker than Zhang Feng expected.
"What are you talking about?"
Nan Liuyi's face was blank, and he didn't hear Zhang Feng's words clearly.
Zhang Feng is also speechless, and his evaluation of Nan Liu has plummeted. Even if this kind of person doesn't kill him, it's strange that he can make a comeback.
"I said, you are dead today!"
I was too lazy to talk nonsense, and after speaking, he started light work and pounced on Nanliu.
"Hit him, hit him..."
Nan Liu hugged his head and scurried, and in a few steps he fled behind the Taishi chair and hid.
The thugs were all stunned by his actions, thinking that back then, Nanliu was on the front line, otherwise he would not gather so many loyal men.
However, the boss has already ordered, just do it.
The shouting sounded, and thirty thugs, all of them at the seventh rank, rushed up to meet Zhang Feng.
Even if Zhang Feng didn't use his hands, he didn't see these people in his eyes. The unilateral massacre was staged.
One kick and one kick, and every thug who was kicked started vomiting blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a rain of blood, and never got up again.
In just ten seconds, ten thugs were put on the ground by Zhang Feng.
Nan Liu looked out from behind the chair and was so scared that he was trembling all over, and finally couldn't help screaming: "Come out soon, everyone is going to die!"
The shouts spread, bang, bang, and there were a few muffled noises in the garden, and then, one by one, men who were not tall and bloated, leaned out of the flowers.
One by one, they looked at Zhang Feng with sullen expressions, as if they were looking at the corpse.
"Kill Zhang Feng!"
"Kill him!"
"kill… "
This group of people shouted loudly and rushed out of the flowers, fierce like soldiers from the death squad.
Zhang Feng glanced at him, his face full of disdain.
Basically, they are all low-level warriors, and their attack power is very limited. In other words, for Zhang Feng, the so-called ambush, it is better to find a few high-level warriors to directly besiege.
However, the next moment, his eyes narrowed, and a chill suddenly grew.
I saw that a low-level warrior rushed over and pulled off his shirt, revealing a row of iron pipes full of wires on his chest. In his hand, he also held a handle with a button...
(End of this chapter)