The words fell.

Zhang Feng looked at the guards in front of the door.

They didn't dare to say a word and quickly opened the door of the restaurant.

But in their hearts, they admired Brother Zhang very much and wished they could go with him.

They looked back into the building, wanting to hear instructions.

"Brother Zhang is planning to go alone?!"

When President Zheng, Shopkeeper Li and others saw Zhang Feng going out alone, they immediately chased him outside the door in fear.

"Brother Zhang!" Master Lin and the others immediately followed.

The remaining shopkeepers looked at each other and felt the looks from the nearby guards. They felt that they were so embarrassed that they couldn't help but chase after them.

After all, the Chamber of Commerce is still a big family.

At the same time, on the street in front of the restaurant.

It's now past nine-thirty in the evening, and it's still bustling with people.

But no one stopped here or was curious about what happened in the restaurant before.

Because the sound of the opera "Fang Fan" came from the restaurant before, the passers-by mistakenly thought that the opera troupe was performing in the restaurant.

Including the previous fighting sounds, they also regarded them as drama.

No one thinks about the difference between killing and being killed.

Zhang Feng now heard the sound of footsteps and saw everyone chasing him out. Except for a few pals who had never seen anyone kill before, the rest of them showed no signs of nervousness as they had just experienced a killing.

"Why are there so many people there?"

Zhang Feng looked at President Zheng and others who were chasing after them.

"I'll find some good people..." President Zheng turned around and prepared to choose guards for Zhang Feng.

The rest of the people formed a circle nearby, preventing pedestrians from hearing the conversation.

But Zhang Feng smiled and said: "There are too many people going, but it will get in the way. I only need a good horse, a good horse."

"I..." When President Zheng wanted to say something, he saw Zhang Feng's undeniable look in his eyes, and finally nodded and looked at Boss Lin next to him.

Boss Lin moved his lips and trotted back to the restaurant.

Zhang Feng glanced at him, then looked at President Zheng to ask about the location of the Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce and its approximate location in the city.

After a while, Boss Lin was riding a black horse.

Zhang Feng walked over and touched the horse's head, turned over and sat on it, looked around at Shopkeeper Li and everyone who wanted to say something else, and said with a smile,

"At noon tomorrow, please boss Lin to set up a banquet in the restaurant. I'm not happy with the meal tonight.

But if I don’t come back before noon, the shopkeepers are all people who are not short of money. Please set out an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks and pour an extra glass of wine to bid me farewell."

The words fell.

Zhang Feng rode his horse and headed out of the city.

Yaocheng is more than forty miles away from Liangcheng.

If you ride your horse, you can arrive at around eleven o'clock in the evening, as long as your horse has enough energy to spare.

At the same time, Zhang Fengxing felt the bleak autumn wind blowing on his way and heard a reminder.

‘Event Mission: Revenge

Kill Chairman Chen of Yaocheng’

Hear the mission prompts.

Zhang Feng first subconsciously looked at the surrounding wilderness and became somewhat alert.

Now that the mission has arrived, you must be cautious on the way there, taking your own safety as your top priority.

Be careful and you won't make a big mistake.

As for the mission.

While Zhang Feng was on guard and on his way, he was also thinking about the time to take action.

I think the best way is to do it in the middle of the night, because this is when people are resting and the guard is not as tight.

Or go and do it.

This prevents Chairman Chen and others from getting the news and stepping up their vigilance at night.

But as long as they didn't prepare firearms, Zhang Feng felt that with his current strength, he should be able to complete this matter.

After all, more than ten days have passed since I came back from the village last time.

My strength has improved a lot again.

Now with more than 300 kilograms of strength, as well as the nourishment of spiritual energy and medicinal prescriptions, the flesh, blood, muscles and bones in his body have become stronger, and his ability to resist blows has become stronger.

In layman's terms, it means that your muscles and bones are stronger and more resistant to beating.

If a brick had been erected and slapped on one's arm hard, the bones in the arm might have been broken.

But if you hit it now, it will break the skin, bleed a little, and cause bruises for a few days.

This can be regarded as a comprehensive improvement of flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and force-relieving skills.

Also known as ‘physical fitness’ improvement.

Zhang Feng thought about it and felt that if there were no particularly high-level experts there this time, then this trip would be a success.

While Zhang Feng was on his way to Yaocheng.

Yaocheng.

West of the city.

A house located on the north side of the street.

This is Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce.

There are four wing rooms and a courtyard, and the layout is very simple.

President Chen usually lives here.

Because Chairman Chen of the Yaocheng Chamber of Commerce is a cautious person.

Not to mention, he knew that Shopkeeper Feng and others were going to kill President Zheng tonight, so he did not wait at home, but made a special trip to the Chamber of Commerce's house.

In this way, it doesn't matter whether Shopkeeper Feng succeeds.

Or President Zheng sent someone to kill him.

The layout here is simple, with only one door and one courtyard, making it difficult for killers to sneak in.

But if a group of people comes, he will receive the letter early and strengthen or stay away from here.

At the same time, it was also in one of the wing rooms of this house.

President Chen, who was over forty years old, put down the teacup in his hand and placed it on the silk tablecloth.

Next to him there was a butler who was refilling the tea.

"There is still no letter from Shopkeeper Feng and others..." Chairman Chen looked at the water flowing into the teapot, "80% of them have fallen into Liangcheng."

"Sigh..." The butler put down the teapot and sighed: "Shopkeeper Feng is a good person..."

"It's a pity that Miao Xuechen died..." President Chen shook his head, "It's just a pity... This person only listened to Shopkeeper Feng's words and was not someone around us. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to say during my trip to Liangcheng today.

Let him go."

As President Chen said, he came to the window and said, "It would be a pity if we really failed in this martial arts tonight..."

"Master Chen..." The housekeeper thought for a moment, then bent down and took a few steps forward.

"Then since you feel that there is something wrong with Shopkeeper Feng's matter, should we be more prepared in advance... If it doesn't work, call the police station from our city?

With them here, even if President Zheng and others come over, it will be somewhat better."

"It's easy to invite gods, but it's hard to send them away." President Chen turned around and looked at the housekeeper, "It's easy to invite them over. But there's no guarantee that when President Zheng and the others come over, they won't say a word or say that we went to Liangcheng to kill people.

thing.

If he said it, it would be a slap in the face of their strict patrol department.

Or maybe Chairman Zheng will bring people from the Liangcheng patrol room here, and this matter will be explained clearly."

"What do you mean..." the housekeeper asked, making a downward motion with his palm, "The purpose of not calling the patrol room is to keep them?"

"That's exactly what I meant." President Chen closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, "Anyway, we have already broken our skin. It would be a good thing if President Zheng didn't bring Liangcheng patrol officers here today. Let's just leave them all behind.

If someone from the patrol room was brought here, it would be obvious that they would not take action.

It would be perfectly late for you to notify the police station at that time."

"Master Chen's brilliant idea!" the butler showed an appropriately amazed expression.
Chapter completed!