Chapter 220: Reincarnation of Meng Po Soup at the Naihe Bridge
There was a harsh braking sound, and the three-sided off-road vehicle stopped steadily, and finally the front bumper, which could no longer support it, fell to the ground.
Pang Dahai's fat figure jumped off the three-sided off-road vehicle. He squinted his small eyes and looked around cautiously, but found nothing unusual.
"It's too late," Pang Dahai's face changed slightly, and he quickly ran towards the Audi car parked on the roadside.
Through the light of the street lamp, Pang Dahai saw the dented footprints on the roof of the car at first glance, and then the torn iron wounds came into his eyes.
Pang Dahai was shocked. He raised his hand and gently touched the tear: "It must have been torn apart by pure manpower and forcefully with a knife." Then he looked into the car, but there was no one there.
Pang Dahai picked up the cell phone on the passenger seat and put it in his pocket. He glanced at the kicked-open car door, looked at the traces of the fighting around him again, and slowly closed his eyes.
As he closed his eyes, the scenes that happened were gradually restored in his mind: Xiao Feng drove into Sansha, Sanzai got on the roof of the car and stabbed Sansha sharply, Xiao Feng jumped out of the Audi car, and had a fierce battle with Sanzai...
For a full minute, Pang Dahai opened his eyes and walked quickly along the traces of the fight. He wanted to find some clues, whether he wanted to see dead people or corpses.
The fallen trash can, the bloody lawn, the torn pieces of clothes, the shocking blood stains... Pang Dahai's face became increasingly ugly. Judging from the situation at the scene, Xiao Feng's condition was not good.
"Is the three kills really so strong?" Pang Dahai knew Xiao Feng's fighting power. Xiao Feng, who had taken Shun Wan, had the strength to fight him in a short time.
"Huh," suddenly, Pang Dahai made a confused voice, bent down and picked up a piece of sleeve fragment from the ground, a very wide strip of black cloth, stained with blood.
Pang Dahai raised his eyebrows, recalling Sansha's outfit, and his eyes narrowed: "This is from Sansha's black robe. He is also injured." As he looked to the side, he once again made a new discovery.
"This is a heel that was cut off with a knife," Pang Dahai looked at the things he picked up and frowned, because this was not an ordinary high-heeled heel. It had a mechanism on it, revealing a sharp blade. It was absolutely A murder weapon.
There was a trace of red blood on the long and narrow blade. It seemed that it had hurt someone before. Who was hurt by this heel blade? Could it be a triple kill?
Pang Dahai was shocked. Who could be able to control such high heels and also injure Sansha? He frowned tightly and suddenly thought of something: "Could it be her?"
The expression on Pang Dahai's fat face changed. He held the heel of his shoe and carefully checked the area, but found nothing more, and no body of Xiao Feng was found.
"From the scene, it seems that someone saved Xiao Feng at a critical moment. If that person is really her, then nothing will happen to Xiao Feng." After Pang Dahai analyzed it, he decisively turned around and got into the three-sided off-road vehicle. He stopped at the scene and chased him along the road.
After turning a few intersections, Pang Dahai heard a piercing siren. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked into the distance and saw flames tumbling: "What happened over there?"
Pang Dahai subconsciously drove the car over there. He had a vague feeling that what happened there was inseparable from Xiao Feng, and he had to tell Mr. Jing about what happened tonight.
Pang Dahai stopped the car and saw from a distance that the fire alarm was extinguishing the fire. Several cars had been burned into a pile of scrap metal and their original appearance could not be seen. He walked around in a circle and drove away without stopping.
He had an 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 with no end. He wanted to stop and take a rest, but he was surprised to find that he could not stop at all and could only keep walking forward...
"Where on earth is this?" Xiao Feng, who was wrapped in darkness, couldn't help but mutter to himself. Even he felt a little scared in his heart.
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, when Xiao Feng talked to them, no one paid any attention to him, and they all hurriedly walked their own way.
"Damn it, are they all deaf and blind?" Xiao Feng muttered, raised his head and looked forward, and saw a bridge appearing in front of him.
Xiao Feng was curious and quickened his pace. When he approached the bridge, he saw a huge stone tablet standing on the bridge, with three large traditional Chinese characters engraved on it.
When Xiao Feng saw these three words clearly, he was shocked and his expression changed drastically: "Naihe Bridge,"
"Come on, it's time for you to get on the bridge, kid," a kind voice sounded next to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng suppressed the shock in his heart, followed the sound, and saw a pavilion next to the stone tablet. In the pavilion stood an old woman wearing a black robe.
"Meng Po," Xiao Feng shouted subconsciously, and looked carefully at the top of the pavilion. Sure enough, there were also three traditional Chinese characters: Meng Po Pavilion.
"Let's get on the bridge, kid," the old woman 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 she would have come to Naihe Bridge and met Meng Po. She would give herself Meng Po soup, no? , I won’t drink that damn thing.
Meng Po, give me a bowl of soup to make me forget the love and sorrow in this life... Xiao Feng suddenly remembered Murong Xue's lyrics, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He has no love and sorrow, and there is no need to forget it, so this Meng Po soup, he is Not planning to drink it.
"My child, what are you still hesitating about? Come on, let's get on the bridge," Po Meng said again when she saw Xiao Feng hesitated.
Xiao Feng shook his head and took a few steps back: "I won't drink."
"When you get here, you won't be allowed to act wild." Suddenly, a thunder exploded in Xiao Feng's ears, frightening him.
"Fuck you, uncle," Xiao Feng was angry. He pulled out a dragon-marked dagger with his backhand and stabbed the man next to him who looked like a government servant without even thinking about it.
The dragon-marked dagger did not stop and penetrated the body of the Yamen servant. A look of pain flashed across the Yamen servant's face: "You..."
"I pretend to be a god or a ghost, my fate is up to me and not up to God. If God wants to destroy me, I will destroy Heaven." A surge of heroism suddenly burst out in Xiao Feng's heart. Even if Xiao Feng died, he was not a doll to be manipulated by others.
A hero in life and a hero in death, Xiao Feng took out his dagger and looked at the crowd in chaos. Without thinking, he turned around and walked back along the original path.
"Catch him..." Behind him, an angry roar sounded.
"Ah," Xiao Feng looked at the thousands of government officials behind him, roared in anger, and suddenly opened his eyes.
"What's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?" A gentle female voice sounded in Xiao Feng's ears.
Xiao Feng's eyes suddenly turned black and he felt dizzy. He gasped for breath: "Here, where is this?"
"At my house,"
"Your family," Xiao Feng was even more confused. It was clear just now...
"Are you having a nightmare?" A soft little hand covered Xiao Feng's forehead: "Ah, you seem to have a fever, you are sweating so much,"
Xiao Feng tried hard to open his eyes. He wanted to see clearly who the person in front of him was and why the voice sounded familiar. But no matter how hard he tried, he could only see 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 can be reduced..."
Xiao Feng, who fell into coma again, did not enter that nightmare again. He felt hot all over his body, as if he was in a furnace, which made him particularly uncomfortable.
He wanted to open his eyes, but found that all his efforts were in vain and he 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 come out.
I don't know when, a cold feeling came. Xiao Feng felt a little more comfortable and no longer felt so hot. His only remaining thought was that he was saved and did not die, although he did not know who saved him. Who it is, but none of that matters now...
What Xiao Feng didn't know was that while he was comfortably comatose, the outside world was in chaos because of him. This originally peaceful night was no longer peaceful...
Pang Dahai used Xiao Feng's mobile phone to dial Lin Lin's number and learned that he had not returned to the villa. Then, he called Long Sha to find out what happened in the end.
After learning what happened before and after, Pang Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Feng was indeed not dead, but he was missing now. He did not dare to disturb Mr. Jing, but made a phone call to Lin Mo.
After receiving the news, Lin Mo was shocked and angry. In just one hour, he summoned more than 2,000 people from the Tianmen Gang and rushed to the location of Xiao Feng's accident and launched a blanket search.
Later, after Lin Mo met and discussed with Pang Dahai, he immediately called Huang Wei. When Huang Wei heard the news that Xiao Feng was seriously injured and missing, he jumped out of bed and immediately returned to the police station and mobilized a large number of police officers. The police began to conduct inspections overnight.
While the police and Tianmen were busy looking for Xiao Feng, Feng Long also got the news. Without saying a word, he fully launched Feng's intelligence network and searched for Xiao Feng on a large scale.
Feng Long also rushed to Hellfire as soon as possible and met with Pang Dahai and Lin Mo. Before leaving, his father Feng Laoer only said three sentences. The first sentence was, I didn't expect Xiao Feng's boat to capsize in the ditch. , the second sentence, you want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when they die, the third sentence, prepare to go to war against the Hao family.
In the middle of the night, Bu San Bu Si also arrived at Hellfire. They also got the news of Xiao Feng's disappearance. Also coming with them were members of the Wen Family's Twelve Blood Killing Team, who were all the elites of the Wen Family.
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A single move affects the whole body. Because of Xiao Feng's disappearance, the entire Jiuquan is undercurrent. Both the official and various forces are taking action.
As the last people to see Xiao Feng, Long Sha and her 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 was killed. , Pang Dahai raised his eyebrows, and it was exactly as he thought.
After some insinuation, Pang Dahai roughly got the appearance of the woman from Long Sha. 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 want to save Xiao Feng.
