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668.【Xuanxuan is missing: Feng's father and son go berserk-9】

Li Jinyu's approach did not provoke any reaction in the room, not even the eyes that seemed to be always peeking out of the glass door that was covered with newspapers for ventilation were unmoved.

The hut was a bit eerily quiet. The less sound there was, the more wrong the atmosphere was, and the more unclear the situation in the hut was.

Mo Xuan had some skills, and Feng Yuchen knew very well that if Mo Xuan was accidentally attacked and then brought here, there should be no sign of waking up after an hour.

Unless... Moxuan was gagged, her hands and feet were tied, and she couldn't make any sound, or... she had been poisoned!!

Damn it, thinking that Mo Xuan's life might be in danger, Feng Yuchen's patience broke, and he ran straight to the door and strode over, with such an aura that he was not afraid of the gun.

Li Jinyu ran to the door of the house first and looked in through the small crack under the door panel.

As soon as his eyes came closer, Li Jinyu instinctively took two steps back, stared at the cracked gap in the door panel in surprise, and fell to the ground.

Feng Yuchen and everyone in the courtyard were shocked. Feng Yuchen quickly walked over and picked up Li Jinyu. Li Jinyu immediately hugged Feng Yuchen's neck, knocked his little head on Feng Yuchen's shoulder, and said softly: "

Eyes, there are eyes..."

Feng Yuchen's eyebrows tightened and he quickly glanced at Yingran. Yingran was immediately excited, walked to the door in a few steps, and kicked him unceremoniously.

Zhang Tianshuo almost shouted when he saw this. There was an old man in his eighties living in this house. The old man was forced to almost have no place to live. There was no one around him to talk to. He sat in the house and looked outside every day, so there was someone behind the door.

Aren’t the eyes strange?

Until now, Zhang Tianshuo still kept his luck, he didn't want anything to happen to the old man.

If everything was just their overthinking, and the old man standing at the door looking out was the old man, how could the old man behind the door be spared when Ying Ran kicked him out? It was really rude.

As a result, there was only a "clang..." sound, and the half-opened glass and half-opened wooden door was kicked down. The screws on the side of the door came loose and fell to the ground, but there was no one behind the door panel.

Yingran quickly led the people in. Zhang Tianshuo wanted to follow, but was pushed aside by a tall man in black.

Just by squeezing in, Zhang Tianshuo felt that he was a lot shorter than others. These guys couldn't all come from the arena! They were all muscular, and they were the type to walk with wind and knock down others.

Feng Yuchen acted as if he didn't see him, holding Li Jinyu in one hand, and strode in.

"Here." Hearing someone shouting in the back room, Feng Yuchen was shocked and immediately increased his speed. His tall figure even had to turn sideways to pass smoothly in a room full of debris.

The house is not big, it is divided into two rooms, inside and outside. You can see through it at a glance. At most, there is a small courtyard with a cement floor of less than two square meters behind the inner house.

Feng Yuchen stepped into the back room and saw an old man sitting on a small bamboo chair. He held a cane in front of him and his head tilted to one side. It looked like he was taking a nap.

Feng Yuchen frowned, and all the tall men around him suddenly had black lines on their heads.

"The old man is a bit deaf." Zhang Tianshuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The old man seemed to be living well. Because of his deafness, someone kicked in the door and broke in without being noticed. He seemed to be in a very bad state of mind.


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