Meng Feng's strength came into play at this moment. Although the man in front of him was not as strong as him, he was still a man at least. He actually half-lifted the man who was about 170 cm tall, but he was still suspended in the air.

The man didn't say anything, but kicked his legs wildly in an attempt to get Meng Feng to let go. Meng Feng pursed his lips and tightened his grip on his hands: "If you don't tell me, I will send you back to the west!"

"I...no...can't..." The man could hardly breathe. He didn't even bother to cling to the wall anymore. He just felt that his whole body was limp and about to fall, and he was even more panicked.

"Don't tell me? Very good." Meng Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he reminded with a sneer, "If you fall head first on the third floor like this, you won't die but you will become a vegetative state. Do you want to try it?"

The man's eyes were even more desperate. He shook his head desperately and hesitated until he almost peed his pants in fear, but he also didn't dare to tell who ordered him to do it!

Meng Feng had always been ruthless, and when he saw such an uncooperative man, he had no mercy at all. He suddenly grabbed the man, jumped up and held the wire rope, and let go with his right hand wearing a fingerless glove.

Falling at an extremely fast speed.

When he was less than 50 centimeters from the ground, he let go and quickly grabbed the rope with his right hand. The man was thrown to the ground. He was thrown to the ground and was bleeding but couldn't make a sound. He hit the back of his head and fell into a coma, leaving only convulsions.

This is best, as it saves the effort of knocking him unconscious.

Meng Feng kicked the limp and unconscious man and walked around to the main entrance from behind.

At this moment, Situ Qinglang had gone down from the third floor to the second floor. He was quietly listening to the movements in the room in the corridor on the second floor. There were five or six rooms on the second floor with dozens of windows. He was not sure which room those people would face upstairs from.

They wanted to make a surprise attack inside, but they didn’t want to wake up the people in the room rashly, lest their family members be taken as hostages.

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass being scratched from Qingyue and Su Rong's room. Situ Qinglang's eyes darkened, and he jumped up like the wind. In an instant, he opened the door and saw the sneak attacker who had just broken into the room.

one of those.

The man had just stood still. There was a wire rope lock hanging on the window. He didn't even have time to take out his gun. He just subconsciously reached into his pocket and was startled by Situ Qinglang.

Situ Qingyue was also awakened at this time. He raised his head and glanced at the man standing beside his bed. The man immediately pulled out his gun. As soon as he said it, Situ Qinglang jumped up and stepped on the coffee table.

, the chopping hand was a hand blade, cutting right on the wrist of the man holding the gun.

The man was in pain, and the pistol dropped from his hand, landing next to Situ Qingyue's bed. Situ Qingyue held it firmly in an instant, raised his hand and pressed it against the man's abdomen, forcing him to quiet down.

"Who?" he asked Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang looked grim, shook his head and said, "I don't know, they were probably bribed to destroy the Situ family. There are six more outside. You keep this gun for self-defense, I'm going out."

"Okay." Situ Qingyue replied neatly, and pulled the bolt of the gun smoothly. He had done shooting training before, so this ordinary AK47 with a silencer was not difficult for him to master.

Situ Qinglang heard a slight noise from the next room, which was the guest room where he and his sweetheart lived. He found another gun and a dagger from the man, and chased him out with a heart, thinking that He Jiaming was not allowed to do so.
Chapter completed!