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The next day.
Zhang Feng told Zhuo Zhaoyun not to go anywhere, but to stay in the presidential suite of the hotel and ask his waiter to deliver meals to the room.
Last night, we killed Dominic and Carnegie, as well as Alden, who was half alive even if he was not dead. Ambrose will definitely be restless and may take revenge. Moreover, Zhang Feng did not cover up or avoid the camera when he took action. The other party should have already mastered his appearance.
Zhang Feng is not worried about what the other party will do to him, but Zhuo Zhaoyun needs to be careful. It is undoubtedly the safest to stay in the presidential suite at this moment. The hotel will never let the guests in the presidential suite be harmed. Otherwise, it will have a great impact on the hotel, and no one will dare to stay in the hotel in the future.
He walked out of the hotel with a peaked cap on his head.
… … …
In the VIP ward of the hospital, Alden was bandaged like a rice dumpling. Originally, the hand tendons and hamstrings could still be reattached, but the broken tendons were burned by the flames and shrank, making it impossible to reattach them.
The door to the ward was pushed open, and a man of about sixty years old walked in. His face was cold, and his eyes, in particular, showed the calmness and authority of a man who had been in power for a long time.
Behind him were four bodyguards, all with bulging muscles and weapons bulging around their waists.
Alden turned his head with difficulty and saw the man walking in. He immediately said with a cry: "Godfather, you must help me get revenge."
It was Ambrose, the godfather of the Paris underground world, who walked in. His face was also very ugly at this moment.
Alden was his adopted son, and the other party didn't take him seriously at all. Moreover, Dominic and Carnegie are both dead. The three of them were sent by themselves to seize the Chinese woman's jewelry company. Now it seems that there must be no escape from the relationship with the other party.
What’s even more hateful is that even though the other person is obviously committing murder, I still have to wipe his ass. Otherwise, if the police come to find him, I will definitely not get any good results.
"Don't worry. I will not let go of those who hurt you." Ambrose sat on the chair moved by the bodyguard and asked: "I have informed the people below that as long as anyone finds his trace, he will die. "
Alden's eyes were sinister, since the godfather said so
, that damn Chinese is bound to die.
"Godfather, that man asked me to tell you... he will come to find you..." Alden said with added detail.
"Hmph! You losers were actually killed at the door, and you didn't even have the slightest ability to resist! I was afraid that he wouldn't dare to come to me..." Ambrose snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Since the other party has betrayed him, I have to make a reservation for the jewelry company. I originally wanted to pay some money, but now it seems I have to save that money.”
… … …
At this moment, Zhang Feng had just walked out of the car rental company. He rented a car after paying a large fee with the identity certificate provided by Mike.
Driving the car, Zhang Feng did not return to the hotel, but drove towards the suburbs.
From Dominic's mouth, he has obtained Ambrose's address, and now it is time to go and have a good talk with this underground godfather in Paris.
There were still several kilometers away from Ambrose's private manor, so Zhang Feng stopped the car, carried his backpack, and walked quickly towards the manor.
The manor has the style of a traditional European manor, with Western-style buildings and spacious lawns. It's just that the two bodyguards holding automatic rifles standing at the entrance of the manor are a bit inconsistent.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Ambrose was really arrogant. The bodyguard guarding the door was actually carrying a rifle so blatantly!
But Zhang Feng didn't care. He didn't want to storm the manor, but wanted to play the role of a killer.
Detouring to the side of the manor, there were security cameras on the high walls. Zhang Feng was not in a hurry and found a hidden place nearby to lurk.
Whether you are a special soldier or a killer, patience is the most basic quality.
It wasn't until midnight that Ambrose's Laurel slowly drove into the manor. It was protected by two black Audi cars in front and behind, and it was heavily guarded.
At the entrance of the foreign-style building while driving, two Audi cars came out one after another. The big man in black surrounded Lautraus, and then Ambrose slowly got out of the car and walked into the foreign-style building.
Four of the eight bodyguards walked in, and the other four stood at the door of the foreign-style building with their hands behind their backs.
… … …
Waiting for two o'clock in the morning, this is the most important time for human beings
Zhang Feng came out of his hiding place only when he was easily sleepy and tired.
He took out gum from his pocket and chewed it, then quickly approached the wall.
Approaching the wall, Zhang Feng's legs suddenly exerted force, and he grabbed the top of the wall with both hands. He took out the soft chewing gum from his mouth and stuck it on the surveillance camera, then climbed over the wall.
The body landed lightly on the grass without making a sound. The foreign-style building in the distance was still a hundred meters away from here. The view in the middle was wide and there was no obstruction. It was easy to be spotted by the guards standing in front of the foreign-style building.
Zhang Feng was not in a hurry. He crawled on the ground and approached the foreign-style building in a crawling manner.
Looking around, there were two bodyguards guarding the front, back and left sides of the foreign-style building.
The body kept getting closer, and it took Zhang Feng half an hour to get closer at a distance of 100 meters. His body was pressed against the grass and he did not dare to move, for fear that the slightest movement would attract the attention of the guard.
He reached into the backpack on his back and took out two fruit knives purchased from the supermarket. The plastic handles had been removed, leaving only a blade four to five centimeters long.
With a flick of his wrist, the two blades flew away, and darkness became the best cover in the night.
"Puff." The flying knife accurately penetrated the throats of the two guards. The two guards did not make any sound, and their bodies leaned to the side.
Zhang Feng didn't hesitate at this moment, and suddenly rushed up from the ground and rushed towards the guard who was about to fall to the ground.
One hand was wrapped around the waist of one of the guards, and one foot was hooked around the other guard.
Slowly lower the two corpses to the ground, otherwise the muffled sound of the corpses falling to the ground may alert other guards.
After laying the body on the ground, Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't feel any nervousness in his heart.
I don’t know how many times I have carried out more dangerous missions than this, but this time it is just a child’s play. After all, Ambrose is said to be the godfather of the Paris underworld, but in fact he is just a big gangster, no different from the brutal mercenaries in Africa. Ways to compare!
The reason why I chose to kill the guard from this direction was because there was a small window on this side of the mansion.
Lift the fallen body up and lean it against the wall as if they were taking a nap against the wall.