In the gap between watching, Xiao Xingyun covered his forehead with the notebook in his hand, instantly opened his third eye, and released an invisible beam of energy, as the size of a needle tip, piercing into Feng Xiliang's heart.

Feng Xiliang's heart was already a problem, and this energy beam pierced the aorta of the heart.

It fell on it, just a point, but the artery, which was already in a high pressure state, broke a point and was instantly torn by the strong pressure in the blood vessels.

The blood accumulates a lot in Feng Xiliang's chest like a small fountain, which has affected lung breathing. No wounds can be seen outside. Inside, it is already at the verge of death.

After Xiao Xingyun launched the attack, he instantly returned to normal. He stood among the crowd watching like a person who was fine, and spoke sarcastic words with everyone.

"The ambulance arrived a bit slow today. Boss Feng was afraid he couldn't hold on, right?"

"Why is this guy's face so pale? His breathing is getting weaker and weaker. Really, if you don't have enough health, you will be hospitalized for treatment. Why are you joining in the fun?"

"Damn, something is wrong. Why did his mouth and nose start to bleed? His body also starts to tremble? What's wrong?"

The organizer of this private auction heard the news and immediately asked the security guard to call in the assistant and bodyguard brought by Feng Xiliang to let them understand what was going on.

The assistant was almost frightened and shouted in a crying voice: "Why is it so serious? Yesterday I didn't let Mr. Feng be discharged from the hospital, but he insisted on being discharged. No one listened to him. Now he is sick again. What should I do?"

The bodyguard calmed down and asked, "Where has the ambulance been? Will it be faster for us to drive Mr. Feng to the hospital?"

When the boss of the auction heard this, he felt that he had found an opportunity to turn the blame, and immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, you can definitely save a lot of time when you drive the patient to the car."

When the bodyguard heard this, he suddenly felt that it was time for him to show off. He and his assistant lifted Feng Xiliang up and ran out, preparing to help Feng Xiliang save first aid time.

If Feng Xiliang's life is saved, a large bonus will definitely be indispensable.

Thinking of this, the bodyguard was full of motivation. Even if he didn't need an assistant to carry Feng Xiliang alone and took him to the car.

But when they lifted Feng Xiliang, due to the shaking, the blood in Feng Xiliang's mouth and nose was flowing more and more, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

When Feng Xiliang was lifted to the car, he suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to breathe.

But, unable to breathe, he uh, his neck tilted, and there was no sound at all.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, wake up, don't scare me!" The assistant was shocked and shook Feng Xiliang hard, trying to wake him up.

The bodyguard focused on driving and wanted to send Feng Xiliang to the hospital as fast as possible. If he could look back at Feng Xiliang's appearance, he would know that his boss had died.

After a brief panic inside the auction house, it has returned to normal.

The auctioneer felt that he had wasted too much time, and with the reminder of his boss, he accelerated the auction speed.

By 23 o'clock, Xiao Xingyun had already photographed 45 raw stones, but no one deliberately targeted them. It was very simple to capture these raw stones with high reserve prices. They often took seven or eight rounds of bidding to successfully.

At this moment, many policemen suddenly came outside. After breaking into the auction hall, the person leading the team said: "We received a report from Feng Xiliang's relatives, saying that he had participated in the jadeite rough auction here two hours ago. He died of a sudden heart disease and failed rescue. Our police want to investigate the specific incident."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the police's words.

Although some people have cursed Feng Xiliang, they have only experienced their verbal pleasure and did not expect that he would really die.

"What? Feng Xiliang is dead? Is this too sudden?"

"I can testify that he was the one who got sick himself. No one touched him, nor did he cause any disputes. You can check the surveillance video here!"

"Yes, it's his own illness, it has nothing to do with us. By the way, Feng Xiliang had a heart attack last night. He should have been hospitalized for treatment, but he didn't listen to the doctor and ran out secretly and wanted to participate in the auction, which led to a second attack!"

The police acted separately. Some people checked the copy of the surveillance video, some asked the people sitting in front, behind, and around Feng Xiliang, and some also looked at the traces around.

The results of the on-site investigation were soon released. The police announced that everything was normal. Feng Xiliang himself died of illness and had nothing to do with others. The criminal case was temporarily ruled out.

After this trouble, the auction really couldn't continue. Although there were still some raw stones that had not been finished and some of the raw stones that failed to be sold, there were people here, and many people thought it was unlucky and asked to leave.

After Xiao Xingyun paid and picked up the goods, he handed them over to the exclusive logistics for the auction, invested huge amounts of insurance, packed boxes, and did not have to worry about the rest of the matter. He just reminded the employees far away in Shenghai to receive the goods.

He took the bodyguard back to the hotel, and after a simple cleaning, he rushed to the nearest airport and flew to Hangzhou to help his girlfriend Xu Qing handle the funeral at home.

Sitting in the business class of the plane, Xiao Xingyun declined the flight attendant's warm service, built the stall, closed his eyes and rested.

I don’t know if the Feng family’s affairs have been calculated, but if the other party dares to make trouble, then continue to kill. If you do too much similar things, Xiao Xingyun is so cold that he has no feelings.

He now needs to determine one thing, whether Xu Hongwei was an accident or an accident caused by the Feng family.

There are too many accidents, and those who are interested will doubt it.

Feng Haoran died, Xu Hongwei died, and Feng Xiliang died. If the Feng family's revenge continues, then there will still be people who will continue to die next.

Bai Zhiyu and Xu Qing will never allow them to have another accident.

When they arrived in Hangzhou, it was already two or three o'clock at night. Xiao Xingyun was embarrassed to disturb them to rest. He found a hotel near Bai Zhiyu's new home and just took care of it until dawn.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Xiao Xingyun completed his daily practice and after washing up, he called Xu Qing.

"Qing'er, I'm in a hotel near Aunt Bai's new home. You guys are ready to go and I'll accompany you to do business."

"Well, thank you husband for your hard work. We have already sorted out. Now we are ready to go. Please send me a position and we will drive to pick you up."

"OK!"

Xiao Xingyun hung up the phone and sent the hotel location to Xu Qing.

Xiao Xingyun waited for more than ten minutes, but before Xu Qing arrived, she was about to call to ask about the situation, but her phone number came over.

"Husband, we had a car accident. Both of the cars we drove with the bodyguard were in a car accident. I heard from the bodyguard that the brakes all failed, as if someone had done something."
Chapter completed!