Three hundred and ninetieth IX Lan Feng's betrayal
Fengtang's headquarters was very quiet. Yang Fei walked in without any precautions as if he came to meet an old friend.
She also walked in, turned around and closed the door.
At this moment, Yang Fei moved instantly, holding her mouth with one hand and strangling her neck with the other.
She was stunned. It all happened so suddenly that she didn't react at all.
"Don't move." Yang Fei curled his lips slightly and said, "Where is Lan Feng himself?"
"Woooo." She couldn't speak at all, she could only purr.
"If you scream, believe me, you will turn into a cold corpse in one second." Yang Fei locked his eyes on her and said.
The cold eyes made her body tremble. They were warning and firm eyes.
If other people said such things to her, she would definitely ignore them, but Yang Fei was different.
When he said these words, Hai Zhan had no doubt in his heart. If he didn't listen to him, he would definitely kill her instantly.
"Lan Feng, where are you?" Yang Fei asked again and slowly released his hand.
"The hall master is in the building opposite." Hai Zhi pointed forward and said matter-of-factly.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Now have a good sleep here." Yang Fei took out a silver needle and pricked her neck lightly.
Burial in the Sea felt that his head was blurry, and he felt deeply tired, and he pretended to have fallen asleep.
He helped her up and put her on a chair. Yang Fei clapped his hands, looked at the building opposite, and said with a smile: "It's quite interesting."
Five minutes later, hundreds of people slowly walked out of a nearby residential building, half of them women.
But what's different from those housewives and schoolgirls is that these women all have a hint of solemnity on their faces.
The sound of a group of people walking was very quiet. They were not aimless. They were all walking towards Fengtang's headquarters and surrounded it.
One of the people stepped forward, looked at the person behind him, and nodded slightly.
"Open it." One of the people said this, and that person immediately pushed the door open and entered.
The next second, hundreds of people shouted angrily, "Kill"! Then they rushed into the Phoenix Hall.
"Where are the people?" But unfortunately, they all searched inside and found no trace of Yang Fei. There was only Hai Burian sleeping on a chair.
"Sister, if you only allow one person to be buried at sea, can it be successful?" a tall woman asked.
Lan Feng was sitting on a leather chair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it aimlessly.
"Burial at Sea has a natural charm that is easy to believe, and he is a lustful person, so it should be easy to be fooled." Lan Feng said.
"I'm still a little worried. After all, that man is too powerful. Why do we have to be his enemy?" the tall woman continued.
These words made Lan Feng frown slightly and said, "Sometimes, you can't help yourself."
The phone on the table rang at this time. Lan Feng seemed to have been waiting for this call for a long time. He picked it up and said, "Is it done?"
"Dear little Lan Feng, I'm going to find you now." Yang Fei's words rang from the other end of the phone, which immediately stunned Lan Feng.
"It's you." Lan Feng's mood sank to the bottom in an instant, and she immediately hung up the phone, her heart pounding.
At this time, the phone rang again. Lan Feng did not answer it. The tall woman next to him stepped forward to answer it.
"Sister, Yang Fei ran away. We can't find him here." An anxious voice came from the other side, and the tall woman's face changed.
"Pack your things, we have to leave City N." Lan Feng stood up and said.
"Did the phone call just now come from him?" The tall woman's face also turned pale, obviously realizing the seriousness of the problem.
Naturally, she didn't dare to neglect and was ready to pack her things.
"Whoops!" A sound broke through the air, and a big hole was poked out of the front door by a dart.
The power of this dart was very terrifying. It penetrated the door and did not weaken. It shot directly on the wall behind the tall woman, and the entire dart did not enter it.
This scene shocked the tall woman and Lan Feng. That was a concrete wall! How much strength it took to do this was really terrifying.
"I advise you two beauties to stay where you are. I don't want to accidentally hurt my little heart." Yang Fei's words were heard from outside the door, and Lan Feng's face became even more ugly.
She expected the worst outcome, but it still happened.
The door opened, and Yang Fei walked forward slowly, with his hands behind his back, as if he was walking in his own courtyard.
Sitting elegantly on the desk, Yang Fei picked up the red wine that Lan Feng drank just now, smelled it with his nose, and then drank it all in one gulp. He smacked his lips and said, "This wine is too old.
It doesn’t taste good at all, Xiao Fengfeng, your taste needs to be improved.”
Lan Feng's whole body was tense. Yang Fei's tone was very calm, and there was no hint that he was angry, but Lan Feng felt a chill, which made her even more uneasy.
Suddenly, Yang Fei stood up, turned around, and grabbed his right hand behind him.
There was a snap, and one hand was grabbed by Yang Fei. It was a tall woman, and a silver dagger was pointed directly at Yang Fei's neck.
"The accuracy is good, but the strength is not enough and the speed is too slow. If you were faster, the assassination just now would be perfect." Yang Fei said.
The tall woman said nothing and kicked Yang Fei in the lower body without any mercy.
Yang Fei also kicked out, and the tall woman's foot was stepped down, causing a scream.
As soon as the hand holding the dagger was strong, another scream rang out, and Yang Fei snatched the dagger away and placed it across her neck.
A cold feeling came, and the tall woman did not dare to say anything, looking at Yang Fei with horrified eyes.
Just now, she thought she could succeed, but Yang Fei was stronger than he expected, and she was no match at all.
"Stop." Lan Feng shouted.
Yang Fei shrugged, threw the dagger in his hand forward, and inserted the entire dagger into the wall.
"I, Yang Fei, don't hate many things. In addition to not being able to tolerate the people around me being hurt, what I can't tolerate is the betrayal of the people around me."
The whole person's expression calmed down. Yang Fei stood up and approached step by step. His eyes were like a vulture, staring at Lan Feng.
An unprecedented pressure caused cold sweat to break out on Lan Feng's forehead. At this time, Yang Fei was even more terrifying than when he first encountered him.
This is natural. When he went there for the first time, Yang Fei did not regard her as an opponent, but went with the intention of conquering her.
Now, in front of Yang Fei, she is a betrayer and Yang Fei's enemy, so her attitude is naturally different.
At this moment, Lan Feng truly felt how powerful this man was, and becoming his enemy was a very painful thing.
