The two had a meal first, drank a few glasses of red wine, and then returned to their residence to fight with bayonets.

In the second half of the night, Scarface fell asleep contentedly, but a person like this who licks blood from a knife would turn a blind eye while sleeping, wearing clothes, with a gun under his pillow. Once the cop kicked in the door, he could immediately fight back.

But tonight Scarface slept like a dead pig.

A Porsche with a loudspeaker slowly drove up and stopped outside the community in a place where there were no cameras.

Heixiong got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out the rope and steel pipe.

"What are you doing?" Ye Feng asked with his hands on his waist.

"Didn't you say you tied up that bitch?"

Ye Feng smiled and waved his hand: "You wait here."

Ye Feng moved his hands and feet and glanced at the nearly three-meter-high fence with a protective net.

His legs were bent like springs to gain momentum, and then he suddenly exerted force. Ye Feng stood up from the ground like a flying monkey, jumped over the two-meter-high guardrail, and landed lightly in the community.

"Fuck!"

Hei Xiong almost dropped his jaw after looking at him. He could jump more than three meters high without any help. Even a first-level athlete couldn't do it!

What happened next was a scene that shocked Hei Xiong even more. He saw Ye Feng avoiding the community cameras, coming to the building where Scarface was, and climbing up the wall with both hands, like a gecko swimming on the wall.

This time Hei Xiong was completely shocked, his small eyes widened, and even the pupil of the half-blind eye dilated a bit.

"He is not human! Only God can do such a thing!"

At this moment, Hei Xiong felt that he and Ye Feng had made a wise choice to resolve their grudges. This person was definitely not someone he could provoke!

With the venom, Ye Feng easily climbed up to the thirteenth floor where Scarface lived, quietly opened the window and threw a dead pig incense in.

A few seconds later, Ye Feng stood proudly beside Scarface's bed.

With the experience of catching Shihu last time, Ye Feng wrapped Scarface in a bedsheet, packed it with his belt, climbed down from the thirteenth floor with Scarface on his back, and threw it into the trunk of the Porsche Big Horn.

"Done!" Ye Feng clapped his hands with a relaxed look on his face.

Hei Xiong couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and wandered around on the street. He had never done any kidnapping, but he had heard about it and seen it a lot, but it was unheard of for someone like Ye Feng to climb up to the thirteenth floor and carry someone down the same way.

"What should we do next?" Hei Xiong asked. At this moment, he could not help but regard Ye Feng as his boss, and everything was subject to his arrangements.

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "I'll leave the rest to you!"

Scarface woke up from his deep sleep and felt all the blood rushing to his forehead, which made his head feel so swollen that it almost burst.

I tried to open my eyes, and everything in my sight was upside down.

"No! Not everything is upside down, but you are hanging upside down in the air!"

Abandoned machine tools, rusty channel steel, dilapidated doors and windows, and weeds growing on the cracked cement floor indicate that this is an abandoned factory.

Scarface was indeed an old man, he was only briefly panicked, but he quickly understood.

He was kidnapped!

Who could it be?

Enemies? Or colleagues?

No matter who it is, the most important thing at the moment is to escape.

Scarface gritted his teeth and contracted his lower abdomen, rolled up his body to grab the chains that tied his ankles, but Scarface had neglected to exercise for many years, and the little fresh meat he was obsessed with recently had his two waists hollowed out, and he was exhausted from being rolled up for a long time.

I didn't catch my knees even though I was panting.

"Click! Crack!"

The sound of leather shoes hitting the cement floor came, and Scarface saw a pair of straight black trousers and a pair of brown flip-up leather shoes walking in front of him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

With the sound of pulling the chain, the scarred face was pulled into the air, and he saw a dark face, the pupil of his left eye was only the size of a pinhole, and there were three shocking scars.

"Do you still know me?"

The black-faced man grinned, a sinister smile.

"You're not dead!"

Scarface was shocked. He clearly saw that he had been shot twice in the heart and was tied to an anchor by his younger brother and kicked into the deep sea. Why was he suddenly standing in front of him alive and kicking?

Hei Xiong smiled and grabbed a crowbar: "I don't like to owe other people anything. I used to borrow money and always give more when I pay it back. That's interest. The same goes for other things. What others give me

, I will pay back double the amount!”

"boom!"

The crowbar made of stainless steel hit Scarface's chest, causing him to scream in pain.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Hei Xiong poured all the resentment accumulated in his chest over the past few days into the crowbar and hit Scarface hard. A series of muffled sounds like kicking and hitting a sack, and Scarface's painful voice suddenly came from the empty factory.

Outside the factory, inside the Porsche loudspeaker car.

Ye Feng picked his ears and clicked on the treasure hunting system.

Host: Ye Feng

Money:2014000.00

Inventory:5/8

Number of treasure chests opened per day: 0/3

In the inventory, there is a millimeter-level reconnaissance aircraft, a bottle of dead pig incense with four remaining pieces, a colorful treasure box, a water-proof clothing, and a bronze treasure box harvested from Team Zhen.

Venom's evolution level has reached 95%.

Set your sights on the bronze treasure chest.

"Do you want to open the Bronze Treasure Chest (Exquisite)?"

"confirm!"

There was a shaking, and the treasure chest opened in front of me, and there was a dazzling light in front of me.

"Ding! Congratulations to host Ye Feng for winning 20,000 yuan!"

"Ding! Congratulations to host Ye Feng for getting a piece of vibranium!"

[Vibranium: a rare metal that can absorb kinetic energy.]

Looking at the shiny and heavy metal in his hand, which was only the size of a pigeon egg, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. Isn't it the heaven-defying metal in a certain universe?

"What's the use of this? Make yourself a pair of armor? This is too small, even three claws are not enough!"

"Squeak..."

The door of the factory was pushed open, and Hei Xiong was holding a crowbar stained with blood. His face, which was already dark, became even darker now.

Ye Feng put the vibranium back into the inventory and pushed the car door down: "Did he spit?"

"spit!"

Heixiong spat, threw the crowbar on the ground, and grabbed a handful of napkins from the car to wipe the blood on his hands.

"This guy's bones are really hard. He was beaten like this and he didn't spit out a single word. He didn't even say his own name!"

Heixiong looked sinister, took out a folding knife from his waist and flicked it away.

"If you don't tell me, I might as well kill you!"

Heixiong's two younger brothers were killed by Scarface and the others. Heixiong wants to retaliate and avenge his younger brothers!

"Do not impulse!"

Ye Feng pressed down Heixiong's hand.

"Even if you have 10,000 reasons, you cannot decide a person's life or death casually. If you carry a murder case, the police will not let you go. Such heinous people will naturally be dealt with by the police. Our most important task at the moment is

Pry open his mouth and destroy their lair in one fell swoop!"

Hei Xiong put away the folding knife angrily: "Brother Ye, I'm at my wits end, you can figure it out yourself!"

Ye Feng smiled: "Look at me!"

Scarface was beaten into a gourd of blood by Hei Xiong, hanging upside down in the air, his hands drooping naturally, and blood dripping from his sparse hair.

Seeing someone coming in, Scarface opened his swollen eyes and made a sound like a duck being pinched by its neck.

"Giggle...here comes another one, don't waste your efforts trying to get a sentence out of my mouth, I will take your last name!"

Ye Feng knelt down and said with a smile: "Do you still know me?"

"Brother Melancholy! No! You are not him, what a fool! I suspected you were a fake at that time. I really regret not killing you with one shot!"

Ye Feng stood up: "There is no regret medicine in this world. Tell me, what is your relationship with Shan Xin? Where is your flour-making home?"

Scarface snorted and stopped talking.

"You won't tell me, right?" Ye Feng was not angry, and raised his finger at Hei Xiong at the door: "Brother Xiong, let me borrow your knife."

Hei Xiong flicked the folding knife away and handed it to Ye Feng's hand.

Scarface snorted coldly: "Don't waste your efforts, even if you cut me into pieces, I won't say a word!"

"You have quite a bad temper!" Ye Feng sneered, "I specialize in treating those with a bad temper!"

"Brother Xiong, have you ever raised pigs?"

Hei Xiong was startled, then shook his head. He grew up in the county town and had never raised one in his family, but he had seen it.

Ye Feng continued: "When I was young, my family raised a litter of piglets. Later, when the piglets grew up, one of them had a very bad temper. Every time I fed him, he would hump me. But when I was young,

The boar weighs more than 100 pounds, and I am no match for it!"

Hei Xiong and Scarface were confused. What did Ye Feng mean by these words?

Ye Feng smiled and continued: "There is a big pig farmer in our village, and his boars are very good and obedient. I was curious and asked for advice. The big pig farmer said that as long as you gelding the pig, it will become obedient!"

"After listening to what the big pig farmer said, I sharpened a sharp knife when I went back, tied up the disobedient boar with a rope, and then raised the knife and dropped it! Guess what? From then on, when the boar saw me, he followed me

Like a mouse seeing a cat!"

Ye Feng put the sharp folding knife on Scarface's leg, and then slowly slid it down to the top of his thigh.

Scarface trembled involuntarily.

"Brother Xiong, give me a hand and don't let him wander around. I'm afraid I'll pick his aorta."

"okay!"

Hei Xiong responded, stretched out his big palm-like hands, and grabbed Scarface's legs.

Ye Feng used a folding knife to open Scarface's belt and went to unzip his pants.

"Nah! It's my man who gave me a good time! If you dare to touch me, I will kill your whole family and scatter your ashes!"

Scarface struggled wildly, spitting at Ye Feng and Hei Xiong, howling like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Ye Feng grabbed Scarface's waistband: "Don't be afraid. Based on my years of experience in running pigs, it will only hurt a little and won't affect walking. It's just a pity that the Qing Dynasty is dead, otherwise you would still have a chance to become a palace servant."

Eunuch!"

"Brother Xiong, caught it, I'm going to take action!"

Hei Xiong split open Scar's legs, and a heart-rending howl immediately erupted.

"I'm so stupid! If you dare to touch my life, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost..."

"boom!"

Hei Xiong lifted his flip-up leather shoe and kicked him. The scarred face immediately spit out his two front teeth and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Wuwu... don't cut my lifeblood! I said! I will say anything! Wuwu..."

A man in his forties was crying like a child at this moment.

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