My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

After seeing Zhao Guofeng leave, these eyes also left here immediately.

Yang Feng immediately followed this person.

He's a quick guy.

However, Yang Feng's physical fitness was far better than before, and he followed quickly. He didn't slow down until he reached an extremely dilapidated urban village.

Yang Feng rubbed his eyes and prepared to continue to catch up.

But just when he had just taken two steps, a gun suddenly pointed at him in front of him.

"Boy, your tracking skills are not very good."

Cold and stern tone, bloody eyes.

This man is not an ordinary gangster, but a professionally trained killer.

Yang Feng looked at the man who was only three meters away from him. He only had to gently pull the gun in his hand, and he would die here.

Dangerous, imminent.

at the same time.

The police on the other side immediately used surveillance to locate the place where Zhao Zhuwei last disappeared.

They conducted a large-scale investigation, especially near Qingnian Road at the pickup point, and deployed a large number of police personnel.

At this time, Zhao Guofeng had returned home and took out Wu Daozi's paintings.

He sat in the car and made a call.

"I have taken out the things and am now walking towards Youth Road. Please let me talk to my daughter."

Zhao Guofeng said coldly.

With a gloomy voice, the robber kicked Zhao Zhuwei, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Hey! You stinky bitch, let's talk to your family."

"dad……"

"Zhuwei, don't be afraid. I will deliver what they want right away. You..."

"Okay, I didn't call you to chat. I changed my mind just now. I suddenly want to change the transaction location. You can send this painting to Baihua Street."

The robber suddenly changed his story.

Zhao Guofeng's expression changed and he quickly said: "But you just..."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't think that I don't know that you have called the police. This is your last chance. Send it to the end of Baihua Street within half an hour, otherwise your daughter will die!"

The vicious voice made Zhao Guofeng say quickly: "I'll go right away! Go right away!"

He hung up the phone and quickly asked the driver to change directions.

At this time, the police finally used phone base station investigation and surveillance to target the urban village.

It’s just in the village in the city at this time.

Yang Feng was still pointed at the gun.

"Is Zhao Zhuwei locked up here?"

Yang Feng glanced behind him and asked calmly.

The man holding the pistol sneered and said, "What, you still want to save her now?"

"she is my friend."

"Haha, I think you can't protect yourself, but you still have time to care about others."

The man laughed and said with a somewhat perverted smile: "In that case, I will send you on your way first, and then send your friend on the way."

"Didn't you say you took the painting and then let it go?"

"That bitch has already seen our faces, and returning people to them will only waste our time in escaping."

The man squinted his eyes.

Yang Feng felt a chill on his back.

This guy is indeed a professional killer and is very professional in kidnapping.

They must have already thought of their retreat route.

But it was a pity that he met Yang Feng today.

"Go and see the King of Hell."

The man slowly pulled the trigger.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that his whole body was wrapped in a powerful binding force.

The earth's gravity seemed to have increased several times at this moment.

His body became heavy.

When he wanted to pull the trigger, he found that he couldn't move at all.

"Tell me, where is Zhao Zhuwei being held?"

Yang Feng's eyes were already cold and stern.

This is the pupil technique, earth binding!

The man looked at Yang Feng in disbelief and said, "You! Are you a superpower?"

"I can not understand what you say."

Yang Feng took off the gun in his hand, and then hit him on the neck with an elbow.

"thump!"

The man's body fell heavily to the ground.

Yang Feng used his mobile phone to call the police and asked their people to come here to pick up the killer.

And he continued to walk forward.

This urban village is huge.

Yang Feng's eyes were looking through the walls at this time, trying his best to see through every building.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead until he saw three robbers in a building.

There were also Zhao Zhuwei and Chen Jiyue tied to the ground.

Yang Feng quickly reached the third floor of the building.

He stood outside the room door.

Yang Feng could see the people inside through perspective.

At this time, three people were standing guard, one on the balcony and two in the hall.

At this time, Yang Feng moved over bit by bit from the balcony next to him.

After quietly killing the kidnappers on the balcony, Yang Feng hid behind the balcony.

The remaining two kidnappers were chatting in the hall at this time.

"After completing this order, you can go abroad."

"This is my last order. When the time comes, the money given by the sponsor will be enough for us to spend the rest of our lives living and drinking."

The other robber's eyes showed excitement.

When Yang Feng heard this, his expression froze slightly.

If these kidnappers were really looking for money, they should have acted together and sold off Wu Daozi's paintings.

But they actually mentioned the financial backer behind it.

This shows that they got this painting for other purposes.

"Is it related to spiritual energy?"

Yang Feng muttered to himself.

His voice was extremely small.

But it seemed that the kidnappers found out immediately.

"Who is there!"

The kidnapper's voice just appeared.

Yang Feng knew he couldn't hide, so he rushed out from the balcony.

At this time, the two tied up Zhao Zhuwei were a little unbelievable when they saw Yang Feng's figure.

"Yang Feng!"

Zhao Zhuwei looked at the familiar figure in front of her in disbelief.

But the next moment, she saw the kidnapper raising his pistol.

But his movements seemed slower than usual.

Yang Feng's figure had already rushed in front of them at this moment.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

The sound of two fists hitting the head.

The two kidnappers' vision went dark for a moment, they fell to the ground, and the room fell into silence again.

"What... what's going on..."

Zhao Zhuwei and Chen Jiyue were tied up.

But the shock in their eyes could not be concealed.

They didn't even see what happened before they saw the two robbers being knocked down by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng had already walked in front of them and untied the rope.

Sweat was dripping on his forehead.

Zhao Zhuwei seemed to feel his fatigue and asked worriedly: "Yang Feng, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I'm just tired from running a little far. Just rest for a while."

Yang Feng showed a forced smile.

Zhao Zhuwei made another call.

The police also found the place outside at about the same time.

But at this time, Yang Feng was already tired and sat in the corner, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At this time, Zhao Guofeng and his wife outside finally hurried over at this time.

Such a kidnapping case also came to an end briefly.

But what Yang Feng didn't know was.

His reckless action has already recorded his name in the management system of the Superpower Investigation Bureau.

Jiangcheng, central urban area.

Super Power Administration Building.

In an office with a table piled with documents, several people stood with solemn expressions.

"Wang Bureau, according to the investigation just now, the purpose of kidnapping Zhao Zhuwei this time may be the aura in Wu Daozi's painting, and there is a mastermind behind them."

A young man stood in front of the desk and reported the situation.