Putting the woman on the ground, he checked the accommodation records at the front desk.
Unexpectedly, I actually found the doctor's information.
The doctor's name is Zeng Liang and he lives in room 308.
Having determined his target, Chen Feng ran straight upstairs without any hesitation.
From the lobby on the first floor to the third floor, I encountered no obstacles.
But in front of the door of room 308, I met an aunt wearing cleaning clothes.
The man glanced at him sideways, shook his head and nodded, not knowing what he meant, turned around and left slowly.
Chen Feng frowned and felt strange, but he didn't think much and stepped forward and kicked 308's door open.
It is a normal standard room with air-conditioning, TV and bathroom, which is similar to an ordinary hotel. However, I heard that staying here for a day costs tens of thousands of dollars.
Sometimes when people have no money, they will risk their lives to make money. When their lives are threatened, they will use money to buy their lives like crazy. It is really a strange phenomenon.
Doctor Zeng Liang is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing glasses and looking polite. He is sitting in front of the bed playing with his mobile phone.
Seeing Chen Feng suddenly barging in, he was startled, quickly stood up, and grabbed the ashtray on the bedside.
"You...who are you?"
"Urge the King of Hell!"
Chen Feng stared at the other person twice, and after making sure he recognized the right person, he stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and dragged him out.
"You...who are you? Don't you know where this is? If you do this, the boss will never let you go!"
Zeng Liang was naturally not willing to be caught. He danced with an ashtray and tried to resist, but accidentally hit it on his forehead. With a scream, blood suddenly poured out.
Chen Feng ignored him and dragged his body from the third floor to the first floor.
Dong dong dong...
Zeng Liang's legs collided with the steps of the stairs, and there were constant muffled sounds.
By the time we reached the first floor, my legs were completely unable to stand up.
As for Chen Feng, as soon as he walked down the stairs, his footsteps stopped.
I saw a middle-aged man in his forties sitting on the single sofa at the door.
With a fair complexion, a high bridge of nose, and piercing eyes, he is not an ordinary person at first glance.
He just sat there calmly drinking tea, but the aura exuding from his body enveloped the entire hall.
Stepping into this aura is like falling into water. Not only is breathing difficult, but even movement is hindered.
Master, second-level master master!
Chen Feng now suppresses his strength to the level of an ordinary first-level grandmaster. Facing a second-level grandmaster, he naturally feels strong pressure.
However, since the other party did not make any clear move to stop him or say anything, he paused for a moment before starting to walk forward again.
"Just leaving like this? Wouldn't the reputation of my safe haven be ruined?"
Just when Chen Feng walked to the door, directly opposite the middle-aged man, the other man suddenly put the teacup in his hand aside gently, and then squinted his eyes...
Chen Feng stopped, his eyes flashed, and he walked over.
"How do you care about your reputation for harboring and sheltering such a vicious person?!"
"Hehehe..."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man chuckled, looked up and down at Chen Feng with interest, and his tone suddenly turned cold.
"There is no good or evil here, only customers! Cut off one of your arms and you can leave, but you can save your life! Otherwise..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Chen Feng smiled sarcastically: "Otherwise, what can you do? I will definitely take this person away today!"