The man stood in the air, staring at the figure on the bed in the lounge.
After confirming that it was Chen Feng, his figure was heard again.
The moment he left, Chen Feng quietly arrived outside a villa.
Chen Feng quietly entered the villa, looked at the person lying on the bed, and laughed silently.
Suddenly, the light illuminated the entire villa. The man lying on his clothes suddenly opened his eyes, rolled under the bed, staring at the surroundings with vigilance.
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 hint of doubt in his eyes.
"You are... Chen Feng?" Although he was confused, the man was very sure.
"What are you doing here?" The man stared at Chen Feng alertly, looking nervous and alert.
The security measures he lives in are pretty good. Chen Feng was able to come in without disturbing anyone, which shows that the aristocratic family is extraordinary.
"Zheng Hao." Chen Feng said the man's message one by one.
"Chen Feng, what are you going to do?" Zheng Hao felt a little panicked for no reason and couldn't help but take a step back.
"I just want to ask you a question." Chen Feng didn't say nonsense, his spiritual energy poured out and trapped him directly.
He used soul searching techniques but found no valuable news.
"Isn't their people?" Chen Feng thought and Zheng Hao fainted directly on the ground.
Chen Feng pressed his head with one hand, muttering something, and a touch of power slowly entered his body.
As Chen Feng withdrew his hand, Zheng Hao lies on the ground and sleeps soundly except for the open windows in the room.
After leaving Zheng Hao's house, Chen Feng went to four or five more houses, but he found no useful information.
"Not their work?" Chen Feng naturally didn't believe it.
They are just a few small companies, how dare they attack so blatantly?
Without thinking more, Chen Fengj went to the sixth house. The moment he entered, an angry shout came from the room: "Who?"
An old man with gray hair but energetic strides out of the room and looks around with bright eyes.
"Come out!" The old man looked at the corner where Chen Feng was standing, and a stone broke through the wind.
Easily walk through the pure wood Duobao Pavilion and make a hole five or six centimeters deep on the wall.
"Don't come out yet?" Seeing that Chen Feng was not moving, the old man approached carefully.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The old man looked at Chen Feng who was walking out vigilantly, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes.
"Whose person are you?" Chen Feng stared at the old man, looking like he was chatting.
"Whose person?" the old man did not intend to answer: "What's the matter with you when you visit late at night?"
"Let Jiao Genglin 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 immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
"Let Jiao Genglin go down." Chen Feng looked at the old man, scaring him to his heart.
"I said why are you so arrogant? You're a little capable." The old man mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the pressure of the master swept across the room.
He looked at Chen Feng proudly, waited for him to kneel on the ground, and begged for mercy to himself in tears.
But after a minute, Chen Feng still stood intact, without any impact.
"Why...why are you okay?" The old man looked at Chen Feng in shock, not knowing what to say.