180: C180 This Man Is Inhuman He Is the God of Slaughter

C180 This Man Is Inhuman He Is the God of Slaughter

Chen Jun and Zeng Dafu were both dumbstruck as they watched this scene.

Under Yue Feng's hands, Master Luo was like a little chick that had been easily killed.

As for Yue Feng, his expression was as calm as ever.

Chen Jun was shocked in his heart.

This child was not human, he was the god of death!

The fat at the corner of Zeng Da Fu's mouth trembled a few times, but in the end, he didn't say a single word.

He knew that he had already thoroughly offended Yue Feng.

If Yue Feng wanted to take revenge on him now, he had no way to resist.

What kind of existence was Yue Feng, who could catch bullets with his bare hands and easily kill warriors with inner strength in an instant?

Zeng Da Fu cautiously looked at Yue Feng, afraid that he would accidentally attack him.

However, Yue Feng did not think too much about it. He only glanced at the two of them briefly, before turning around and walking away.

His robes fluttered as the dust settled.

Yue Feng also disappeared without a trace.

"Chen..." "Coach Chen, what should we do..."

Zeng Da Fu calmed himself down, but he was at a loss as to what to do.

"Let's hurry up and go. If the others from the Greencloud Association show up, we'll …"

Chen Jun said with a complex expression.

He had never thought that this unassuming security guard would be the one who saved his life in the end.

Recalling the show he showed in front of Yue Feng earlier, Chen Jun felt his scalp go numb.

He … There shouldn't be any retaliation …

Chen Jun fell into a wave of fear.

At this moment …

Yue Feng had already reached the lakeside. He looked at the time.

"We should be there soon."

Just as he was thinking about this, he heard the sound of a car approaching.

Yue Feng looked up and saw that Lamborghini was speeding over.

"Brother Yue, this car of yours is so awesome!"

Qi Jun casually slammed the door.

"Bam!"

"Aiyo, you …"

Qi Jun's body shrunk as he hastily looked back.

He was afraid that if he slammed the door, the car would break down.

He touched the door of the car with a frightened look on his face.

Seeing this, Yue Feng smiled and walked over.

"It's okay, how could it be so easy to break?"

Yue Feng patted his shoulder, and then directly opened the car door, entering the driver's seat.

Noticing that Qi Jun was still standing blankly on the spot, Yue Feng smiled and said:

"What are you waiting for? Get in the car."

"Oh, okay, okay."

When Qi Jun heard this, he immediately got into the passenger seat.

"Brother Yue, where are we going?"

"Let's go back."

Yue Feng said.

Before coming to Mirror Lake, Yue Feng had asked Qi Jun to drive the car away. Of course, Yue Feng also told Qi Jun to meet Yue Feng at Mirror Lake in an hour.

As such, Qi Jun received Yue Feng right on time.

Yue Feng first sent Qi Jun back to his residence, then he returned to the Feng Qiao villa complex.

When he woke up the next day, Yue Feng discovered that he had an extra 20 million on his card.

Yue Feng thought, this Zeng Da Fu really knew how to behave.

Yue Feng was not a pretentious person. These 20 million was enough to save two of their lives.

"Yue Feng, in two days, Mo Zifeng will hold a charity auction to restore the Mo Group's reputation."

Shen Yihan said to Yue Feng in the car.

"Has the police stopped investigating?"

Yue Feng asked.

"No, he's still staring at Mo Zifeng. "Because of the recent investigation, the reputation of the Mo Corporation has been tarnished a lot. That's why he decided to hold this auction."

Shen Yihan explained.

"Alright, I will gather all the evidence on the wrongdoings of Mo Zi Feng as soon as possible."

Yue Feng nodded.

After returning to the company, Yue Feng called Xu Tianlang.

However, Yue Feng didn't expect that Xu Tianlang was injured and was currently in the hospital.

"Yesterday, I snuck into the headquarters of the Assembly of Clear Sky and stole something. I was found lying in the hospital."

Xu Tianlang laughed, but his voice was rather weak.2

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