Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment



This Old Ning was indeed the number one killer under Gao Junming. He was as calm as the wind. On the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was already prepared. His right leg swung backward like an iron whip, directly hitting his right hand that was holding the blade.

Old Ning's reaction speed was fast. Even though his right hand moved away, his left hand was already attacking Ye Feng's temple.

The strength of his fist was extremely strong. Before the fist even reached him, the wind from the fist had already caused his face to hurt.

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully and was about to block the attack.

However, Old Ning's attack was just a feint. At the same time, his right hand was already holding a dagger and stabbing at Chen Xuan.

His move was very sudden and extremely fast. Chen Xuan did not know kung fu, so she did not have time to react. She could only watch blankly as the dagger got closer and closer to her.

Ye Feng was originally thinking of playing a cat-and-mouse game with this number one assassin of the Chaoxin Gang.

However, seeing him suddenly use such a despicable method, killing intent immediately surged in his heart.

His left hand reached out like lightning, grabbed Chen Xuan's arm, and pulled her toward him.

The dagger narrowly brushed past her, and she could almost feel the blade coming into contact with the hair on her face.

If she had been any slower, even if she didn't die, her face would have been disfigured. To her, that was worse than death.

Ye Feng was already furious. After saving Chen Xuan, he did not stop and punched at Old Ning.

The corner of Old Ning's mouth curled up into a sneer. He did not retreat at all and also punched out, wanting to meet his opponent head-on.

In his opinion, Ye Feng was so young. Even if he had practiced martial arts since he was young, how much strength could he have?

He had been practicing martial arts for decades and had profound skills. How could a young junior be a match for him?

However, the moment his fist came into contact with his opponent, he knew that he had made a mistake, a fatal mistake.

Ye Feng's power was like a flood. It came wave after wave.

Bang!

Old Ning felt like he was a small boat in a stormy sea. When a huge wave hit him, the entire small boat seemed to be about to fall apart.

He took a few steps back, and his throat heated up as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could regroup, Ye Feng's attacks continued. Every punch landed on his lungs.

When he was young, his lungs had been seriously injured. Although he had saved his life, he had been ill ever since. During this period of time, he had continuously taken that 'poison', and his condition had worsened.

Ye Feng clearly knew where his weakness was, so every punch landed on his sore spot.

"Cough, cough, cough…"

Every time Ye Feng punched out, he would cough violently and spit out blood. He could not fight back at all.

After more than ten punches, without Ye Feng needing to do anything, Old Ning bent down like a shrimp and started coughing violently. Every cough was accompanied by blood.

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, staring at him coldly.

Old Ning wiped the blood off his mouth and looked up at him hatefully. "I can't beat you. You can kill me or cut me up if you want."

Ye Feng slowly squatted down in front of him. "What benefits do I get from killing you? As long as you give me the evidence of Gao Junming's crime, I can spare your life."

When Old Ning heard this, he immediately revealed a mocking expression. Along with his blood-covered mouth, he looked extremely ferocious.

"Mr. Gao has done me a great favor. I don't have any evidence of his crime. Even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you. Just give me a quick death. Treat it as the last thing I'll do for Mr. Gao."

When Ye Feng heard his unyielding words, he could not help but give him a thumbs up.

"I really envy Gao Junming a little. He has such a loyal dog like you. However, if you want me to fulfill the loyalty of your master and servant, I'm afraid you're thinking too much. Not afraid of death? But there are things in this world that are more terrible than death. Do you want to try?"

Old Ning still ignored his words. "Are you testing my loyalty to Mr. Gao? Hehe, whatever tricks you have, just use them. Let's see if I'll betray him."

Was he despised?

Ye Feng smiled faintly and immediately took out a bag of silver needles from his body, pinching one and waving it in front of his eyes.

"Next, you will experience a very exciting experience. I hope you can last a little longer."

After saying that, he directly pierced a silver needle into his yintang acupoint, followed by his baihui acupoint, xiaguan acupoint, tiantu acupoint, dazhui acupoint...

In a few breaths, he had already pierced thirty-six acupoints in a row and then stopped.

Seeing his actions, Old Ning immediately laughed out loud. "Is this your way of extorting a confession? Isn't this too childish? Did you learn this interrogation method from Nanny Rong? Hahahaha…"

Halfway through his laughter, his smile suddenly froze on his face. It was as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck and he could no longer make a sound.

Immediately after, he felt that breathing became more and more difficult. It was as if he had fallen into an endless vortex. His vision began to fall into darkness, and his consciousness began to dissipate bit by bit…

Was this the feeling of death?

The beauty, pain, laughter, and tears that he had experienced in his life... It was like a movie, flashing in front of him.

He had thought that he had no attachment to this world, but now he realized that there were still many regrets that he had not made up for.

Unfortunately, there was no more chance…

Just when he thought he was about to die, it was as if someone had suddenly lifted him out of the water. His breathing suddenly became smoother.

"Hu, hu, hu…"

He was like a bellows, panting heavily.

However, before he could catch his breath completely, his body seemed to have been ignited by a fire and immediately became extremely hot.

Just when he thought he was going to be burned to ashes, he fell into the snow cave again. The surroundings were bone-chilling cold, as if he was going to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Stop… Stop! I... I can't take it anymore..."

He hurriedly used all his strength and shouted for help.