A harsh brake sound came out, and the Triangle Off-road Vehicle stopped steadily, and finally the front bumper that could not be supported fell to the ground.

Fat Dahai's obese body jumped down from the Triangle Off-road Vehicle, narrowed his small eyes and looked around vigilantly, but no abnormality was found.

"It's late." Fat Dahai's face changed slightly, and he quickly ran towards the Audi car parked on the side of the road.

With the light of the street lights, Pang Dahai saw the sunken footprints on the roof of the car at first sight, and then the torn iron wound came into his eyes.

Pang Dahai was shocked, raised his hand and gently stroked the tearing area: "It should be pure human power, and it was torn with a knife." Then, he turned his eyes to the car, and there was no one.

Pang Dahai picked up the phone on the passenger seat and put it in his pocket. His eyes swept through the kicked door, looked at the traces left by the fight around him, and slowly closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, the scenes of what happened gradually recovered in his mind: Xiao Feng drove the car and hit the three kills, and the three kills went up the roof and gave a sharp knife. Xiao Feng jumped out of the Audi car and fought fiercely with the three kills...

For a full minute, Fat Dahai opened his eyes and walked quickly along the traces of the fight. He wanted to find some clues, and he wanted to see people and corpses alive.

The falling trash can, the bloody lawn, torn clothes, and shocking blood... Pang Dahai's face became increasingly ugly. Judging from the situation on the scene, Xiao Feng's condition was not good.

"Is the three kills really that strong?" Pang Dahai knew Xiao Feng's combat power. After taking the Shun Pill, Xiao Feng had the strength to fight him in a short time.

"Huh." Suddenly, Fat Dahai made a puzzled sound, bent down and picked up a piece of sleeve fragment from the ground. It was a very wide strip of black cloth, stained with blood.

Fat Dahai raised his eyebrows, recalling Sansha's outfit, his eyes narrowed: "This is on Sansha's black robe, and he is also injured." As he looked at the side again, he made new discoveries again.

"This is the heel that was cut with a knife." Pang Dahai looked at the thing he picked up and frowned, because this was not an ordinary high-heeled shoe heel. It had a mechanism on it and revealed a sharp blade, which was an absolutely killing weapon.

The narrow and long blade was covered with a trace of red blood. It seemed that it had hurt people before. Who was injured by this heel blade? Is it a triple kill?

Fat Dahai was shocked. Who was the one who could control such high heels and injured the three-killer? He frowned tightly and suddenly remembered something: "Is it her?"

Fat Dahai's obese face changed his expression. He held the heels and checked it carefully nearby, but nothing was found and Xiao Feng's body was not found.

"From the scene, someone saved Xiao Feng at a critical moment. If that person was really her, nothing would happen to Xiao Feng." After analyzing, Pang Dahai turned around and the Triangle Off-road Vehicle decisively, did not stop at the scene, and chased along the road.

After turning a few intersections, Fat Dahai heard a harsh sirens. He was stunned and then looked into the distance. The flames churned: "What's wrong there."

Pang Dahai subconsciously drove the car to the other side. He felt vaguely that the matter there was no connection with Xiao Feng, and he had to tell Mr. Jing about what happened tonight.

Pang Dahai stopped the car and saw the fire police extinguishing the fire from afar. Several cars had burned into a pile of scrap iron, and they could not see their true colors. He walked around and did not stop anymore and drove away.

He had a intuition that Xiao Feng was not dead, but was seriously injured and disappeared.

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At this time, Xiao Feng felt that he was walking on a dark path, and the road had no end. He wanted to stop and rest, but was surprised to find that he could not stop at all and could only keep moving forward...

"Where is this?" Xiao Feng, wrapped in darkness, couldn't help but talk to himself. Even he was a little scared.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the surrounding environment finally changed and there were more and more people, but for some reason, Xiao Feng talked to them, but no one paid attention to him and walked his own way in a hurry.

"Damn it, are they all deaf and blind?" Xiao Feng murmured, looked forward, and saw a bridge appearing in front of him.

Xiao Feng was curious and also accelerated his pace. When he approached the bridge, he saw a huge stone tablet standing on the bridge head with three large characters in traditional Chinese engraved on it.

When Xiao Feng saw these three words clearly, he was shocked and his face changed drastically: "Naiheqiao,."

"Come on, it's time for you to go to the bridge, child." A kind voice sounded beside Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng suppressed the shock in his heart, followed the sound and saw a pavilion next to the stone tablet, where an old woman in black robe stood.

"Mengpo," Xiao Feng shouted subconsciously, looking carefully above the pavilion. Sure enough, there are also three large traditional Chinese characters: Mengpo Pavilion.

"Go up the bridge, kid." The old lady looked at Xiao Feng with a smile.

Although Meng Po smiled kindly, in Xiao Feng's eyes, she was undoubtedly more terrifying than a ghost. She was dead, otherwise how could she come to Naihe Bridge and meet Meng Po, she would give herself Meng Po soup. No, she wouldn't drink that ghost thing.

Meng Po, give me a bowl of soup, making me forget the love sorrow in this life... Xiao Feng suddenly remembered the lyrics of Murong Xue, and his mouth twitched. He had no love sorrow and did not need to be forgotten, so he didn't plan to drink this Meng Po soup.

"Child, what are you still hesitating? Come on, go up the bridge." Meng Po said again when she saw Xiao Feng hesitating.

Xiao Feng shook his head and took a few more steps back: "No drink."

"When you get here, you can't tolerate your wildness." Suddenly, a thunder blew up in Xiao Feng's ear, which scared him to his senses.

"Go to your uncle." Xiao Feng was furious, and he showed off the dragon-patterned dagger with his back hand. He thought about it and stabbed at a man who looked like a yamen runner next to him.

The dragon pattern dagger did not stop and penetrated the body of the yamen runner. A look of pain flashed across the yamen runner's face: "You..."

"Pretending to be a god, my life is up to me, but I can't help the heaven. Heaven wants to destroy me, I will destroy the heaven." A sense of heroism suddenly burst into Xiao Feng's heart. Even if Xiao Feng dies, he is not a doll that can be played with.

He has become a hero in life, but also a hero in death. Xiao Feng pulled out his dagger and looked at the crowd in chaos. Without thinking, he turned around and followed the same path.

"Catch him..." Behind him, an angry roar sounded.

"Ah." Xiao Feng looked at the thousands of yamen runners behind him, and roared out of his mouth and opened his eyes suddenly.

"What's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare?" A gentle female voice rang in Xiao Feng's ears.

Xiao Feng's eyes turned black and he felt dizzy. He gasped: "Where is this?"

"It's at my house."

"Your home." Xiao Feng was even more confused. It was obvious that just now...

"You're having a nightmare." A soft little hand covered Xiao Feng's forehead: "Ah, you seem to have a fever and sweat so much."

Xiao Feng tried hard to help his eyes. He wanted to see who the person in front of him was and why the voice sounded familiar. But no matter how hard he tried, he just saw a blurry outline. His eyes slowly closed and he fell into a coma again.

"Xiao Feng, wake up." An anxious voice sounded: "What should I do? I have a fever, what should I do? Yes, physical fever reduction..."

Xiao Feng, who was in a coma again, did not enter that nightmare again. He felt hot all over his body, just like he was in a stove, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

He wanted to open his eyes, but found that everything he did was useless and could not open his eyes at all. He wanted to open his mouth and shout, but the sound reached his throat, but he could not make it.

I don’t know when a cold feeling came, and Xiao Feng felt a little more comfortable and less hot. The only thought he left was that he was saved and did not die. Although he didn’t know who saved him, these were not important now...

What Xiao Feng didn't know was that he was in a coma comfortably, but outside was in chaos because of him. This originally peaceful night was no longer calm...

Pang Dahai used Xiao Feng's cell phone to dial Lin Lin's phone and learned that he had not returned to the villa. Then, he called Longsha and learned about what happened in the end.

After learning about what happened before and after, Pang Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Feng was indeed not dead, but now he was missing. He did not dare to disturb Mr. Jing, but called Lin Mo with a call.

Lin Mo, who received the news, was shocked and angry. Within an hour, he summoned more than 2,000 members of the Tianmen Gang to the location where Xiao Feng had an accident and launched a carpet-style search.

Afterwards, after meeting and discussing with Pang Dahai, Lin Mo immediately called Huang Wei again. When Huang Wei heard the news that Xiao Feng was seriously injured and disappeared, he jumped out of the bed and immediately returned to the police station, mobilized a large number of police forces, and began to investigate overnight.

While the police and Tianmen were busy looking for Xiao Feng, Feng Long also received the news. Without saying a word, he fully activated Feng's intelligence network to search for Xiao Feng on a large scale.

Feng Long also rushed to Hellfire at the first time to meet Pang Dahai and Lin Mo. Before leaving, his son Feng Laoer said only three sentences. The first sentence was that Xiao Feng had a boat capsized in the gutter. The second sentence was that he wanted to see people and corpses alive. The third sentence was that he was ready to start a war with the Hao family.

In the second half of the night, they also rushed to Hellfire. They also received news of Xiao Feng's disappearance. The members of the Wen family's Blood Killing Twelve Group were also from the Wen family's elites.

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A single blow moved the whole body, because Xiao Feng's disappearance, the entire Jiuquan was surging in an undercurrent, and both the officials and all forces were moving.

As the last person to see Xiao Feng, Long Sha and his brother were also invited to Hellfire by Lin Mo to learn more about what happened at that time. When Long Sha said that at the last critical moment, a woman in red appeared, Fat Dahai raised her eyebrows, and it turned out to be as different as he thought.

With indirect attacks, Fat Dahai probably got the appearance of the woman from Longsha's mouth. He sighed. It was indeed her. At the same time, he was curious in his heart, how could she appear in Jiuquan and why did she save Xiao Feng?
Chapter completed!