The Peerless Master

Chapter 92: Brocade bag

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"Bang—"

The door of the granary flew open, and a team of fully armed police rushed in and quickly dispersed.

It turned out that Situ Qiang heard the gunfire in the granary suddenly stopped, but no one came out, so he sent another team of armed police in.

Soon, these armed police forces discovered Chen Feng and his group.

The situation in the venue was immediately spread out by reports.

In less than a minute, Situ Qiang rushed in. In fact, he had long wanted to rush in himself, but as the director of the Public Security Bureau, he also had to shoulder the responsibility of overall command, so how could he leave at will

At this time, Situ Qiang was already stunned by the broken limbs along the way. Although he had seen the bodies dismembered by Hao Tianlong before, he was never as shocked as he was now. The scene before him was like a bloody hell, and he couldn't help but tremble.

His eyes were already filled with tears, and many of them were his subordinates...

"Chief, the scene has been checked and all dangers have been eliminated. In addition, the body of Hao Tianlong was found and confirmed to be dead." A paramilitary soldier reported the situation.

At this time, Situ Qiang came back to his senses from his sadness, saw Chen Feng in the field, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Chen, why are you here?" He was confident that he had blocked all the passages. How could Chen Feng appear here without their knowledge

Chen Feng didn't say anything, but pointed above his head.

Situ Qiang looked up and saw that a small piece of tile was missing from the tall roof of the granary.

"I see." Situ Qiang suddenly realized and had a new understanding of Chen Feng's strength. Just to jump down from such a high roof, one must have a very strong strength to do it.

"Son, this time it's all thanks to Mr. Chen, otherwise, all of us would have been torn into pieces." Mr. Situ said solemnly. Thinking of the scene just now, he was still full of fear.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Situ Qiang bowed deeply to Chen Feng.

However, Chen Feng ignored him, his eyes fixed on a yellow brocade belt around Hao Tianlong's waist.

Hao Tianlong's shirt was very loose, so during the fight just now, the yellow brocade belt was wrapped in his clothes and was not discovered by Chen Feng.

At this moment, when the armed police were inspecting the body, Hao Tianlong's shirt was pulled and the yellow brocade belt was exposed.

Chen Feng walked forward and took off the yellow brocade bag.

"What are you doing? These are all evidences..." A police officer on the side immediately stepped forward, cursing angrily, and tried to take back the brocade bag from Chen Feng's hand.

Situ Qiang quickly winked at him.

With Situ Qiang's reminder, the police officer naturally stopped pestering the matter. He adjusted his hat awkwardly and stood aside without saying a word.

Chen Feng carefully played with the yellow brocade bag in his hand. The next moment, his face lit up and he said to Situ Qiang, "Director Situ, the loss of this brocade bag shouldn't affect you, right?"

How could Situ Qiang not understand what Chen Feng meant? He pondered for a moment and finally said, "According to the procedure, this should be taken back to the bureau and sealed. However, the origin of this brocade bag is unknown and it needs to be identified by an expert. Since Mr. Chen is knowledgeable in this business, let's let Mr. Chen identify it. When the identification is completed, it will be returned to the bureau." As he said this, Situ Qiang glanced coldly at the police officer just now, with deep meaning in his eyes.

The police officer seemed to have heard nothing. He just stood there quietly, not looking away.

Situ Qiang looked at him with appreciation and expressed great satisfaction.

Chen Feng nodded, knowing that Situ Qiang had found an excuse for himself. Saying that he was giving it to Chen Feng for appraisal was actually equivalent to handing the treasure bag to Chen Feng in disguise. As for when Chen Feng would come up with the appraisal result, wasn't it up to Chen Feng himself to decide

As for Hao Tianlong's knife, Chen Feng also wanted it. The knife was made of precious materials. If Chen Feng could recast it, he might be able to create a magic weapon of the magic weapon level. However, this is a murder weapon, so he naturally cannot use it for personal gain.

Afterwards, under the command of Situ Qiang, the police at the scene performed their duties and did their own work.

The others were taken to the hospital by ambulances that had been waiting outside.

In the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a girl covered in wounds was lying silently on the hospital bed, looking at the man in front of her with expectation.

Under Chen Feng's neat short hair, a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Take off your clothes." Chen Feng said softly.

"Ah?" Zhang Ruonan was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red. However, with her face covered with scars, the redness was not very obvious.

"Yes, you can keep your clothes on for the wound on your face, but what about the wound on your body?" Chen Feng said as a matter of course, "Do you think you can only treat the wound on your face?"

Zhang Ruonan gently grasped the quilt, and it was obvious that she was hesitant. However, it didn't take long for a hint of determination to flash across her face.

"Okay, I'll take it off." She said, trying to sit up from the bed. However, before she could move, a sharp pain made her face pale, and sweat burst out of her face.

"I... I can't move." Zhang Ruonan said weakly, enduring the pain.

"Then... let me help you?" Chen Feng looked at Zhang Ruonan and suddenly became eager.

Because of Situ Qiang, Zhang Ruonan was admitted to the intensive care unit. The door of the intensive care unit was not like the door of an ordinary ward, which had a glass in the middle so that one could see the situation inside at a glance. The door of this intensive care unit was sealed.

The door had been locked by Chen Feng. At this moment, there were only Chen Feng and Zhang Ruonan in this quiet ward.

A single man and a single woman have been synonymous with ambiguity since ancient times.

At this moment, Chen Feng gently hugged Zhang Ruonan's shoulders and helped her up from the bed. In this way, Zhang Ruonan completely leaned on Chen Feng's chest.

Smelling the fragrance of Zhang Ruonan's hair and feeling the softness of her body, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel moved.

Carefully supporting Zhang Ruonan's body, Chen Feng had already touched the hem of her clothes with one hand.

"Then... I take it off?" Chen Feng asked, but the gleam in his eyes made Zhang Ruonan shy.

"Yeah." Zhang Ruonan responded softly, like the meow of a kitten, making people feel itchy in their hearts.

After getting the answer, Chen Feng was no longer polite. He raised his hand and pulled up a corner of Zhang Ruonan's T-shirt. Suddenly, a large piece of white flesh appeared before his eyes.

The only flaw was that on this skin as smooth as milk, there was a hideous wound that looked very abrupt, with the flesh rolled outwards like a bloody mouth about to open.

Without stopping, Chen Feng pulled up the other side of the T-shirt. There was no wound on this side. Chen Feng's hand accidentally brushed across Zhang Ruonan's skin, which immediately made his heart beat.

“So slippery…”

"Snapped-"

A blood-stained T-shirt was lightly thrown to the ground by Chen Feng, and a slender body appeared in front of Chen Feng.