The man stood in the air, staring at the figure on the bed in the lounge.
After it was confirmed that it was Chen Feng, his figure was reported again.
The moment he left, Chen Feng quietly arrived outside a villa.
Chen Feng entered the villa quietly, looked at the person lying on the bed, and smiled silently.
A sudden bright light illuminated the entire villa. The man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and rolled under the bed, staring at the surroundings warily.
Regarding the man's reaction, Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him condescendingly.
When the man saw Chen Feng's face, he was stunned for a moment, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Are you...Chen Feng?" Although he was confused, the man was very sure.
"What are you doing here?" The man stared at Chen Feng warily, looking nervous and wary.
The security measures where he lives are quite good. Chen Feng was able to come in without alerting anyone, which shows that the family is extraordinary.
"Zheng Hao." Chen Feng told the man's information one by one.
"Chen Feng, what are you going to do?" Zheng Hao felt a little flustered for no reason and couldn't help but take a step back.
"I just wanted to ask you a question." Chen Feng didn't waste any time, and his spiritual energy poured out, trapping him directly.
I used soul-searching techniques, but didn't find any valuable information.
"Not one of them?" Chen Feng thought, and Zheng Hao fainted and fell to the ground.
Chen Feng pressed his head with one hand and muttered words, and a touch of power slowly entered his body.
As Chen Feng withdrew his hand, except for the open windows in the room, Zheng Hao was lying on the ground sleeping soundly.
After leaving Zheng Hao's house, Chen Feng went to four or five more houses, but did not find any useful information.
"Without their handiwork?" Chen Feng naturally didn't believe it.
They are just a few small companies, how dare they do something so blatantly.
Without thinking any more, Chen Feng went to the sixth house. The moment he entered, an angry shout came from the house: "Who?"
An old man with gray hair but good spirits strode out of the house, looking around with bright eyes.
"Come out!" The old man looked at the corner where Chen Feng was standing, and a stone came through the wind.
He easily passed through the pure wooden Duobao Pavilion and punched a hole five to six centimeters deep in the wall.
"Still not coming out?" Seeing that Chen Feng didn't move, the old man approached cautiously.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The old man looked at Chen Feng who came out warily, a glint flashed in his eyes.
"Who do you belong to?" Chen Feng stared at the old man, looking like he was chatting away.
"Whose person?" The old man didn't intend to answer: "I'm visiting you late at night, what do you want?"
"Let the banana trees come out."
"Young people are really rude." The old man was a little dissatisfied with Chen Feng's attitude of ignoring him.
"Get out of here right now, or don't blame me for being rude!"
"Let Jiao Genglin get down." Chen Feng looked at the old man and his heart jumped in fright.
"Why are you so arrogant? You have some ability." The old man mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the pressure of a master swept across the entire room.
He looked at Chen Feng triumphantly, waiting for him to kneel on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.
But a minute passed, and Chen Feng was still standing on the spot intact, not affected at all.
"How...how are you okay!" The old man looked at Chen Feng in shock, not knowing what to say.