Hearing the young man expose their secrets, the men's faces changed instantly, fierce light flashing within their eyes.

"Damn it! Kid, how the fuck did you know that!"

"FUCK! Kill him! We can't let him spread the word!"

"That's right! He must be silenced!"

...

Their faces had darkened to the extreme. They were casino enforcers who also made extra money by killing those who won at gambling, regardless of age or gender.

If the youth before them really spread these things around, not only would the police come after them, but the casino's boss wouldn't let them off the hook either!

The burly leader flashed a murderous intent on his face and, without hesitation, pulled a pistol from his waist and aimed it at the young man's head, ready to pull the trigger.

Beep beep...

Just at that moment, an electronic sound rang out, causing the lead burly man's action to pause, and the young man was also stunned, then scratched his head and waved his hand at the others:

"Wait a sec, guys! Let me check the phone, then you can shoot!"

The young man seemed unaware that he was hanging by a thread as he spoke and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

But as soon as he saw a text message on it, joy exploded across his face, as if he had won a billion in lottery, ecstatic to the extreme.

"Damn it! The boss finally contacted me! Ha-ha-ha, thank you, Death Mercenary Group, for eight generations back!"

The thrill of ecstasy on the young man's face made everyone at the scene baffled. They even thought the young man had gone mad since he could still say such idiotic things under the gun.

"Hmph! Kid, do you really think playing dumb will save you? Today, you die!"

The leading burly man no longer hesitated and, aiming at the young man's head, pulled the trigger.

However, his finger had just touched the trigger when the young man's expression suddenly changed, and an aura of lethal coldness spread out of thin air.

Then, the leader saw a shadow flash by, and suddenly, the gun in his hand was gone, snatched away by someone.

"Desert Eagle, good enough to use!"

As the young man spoke indifferently, he extended his hand and, in an instant, pulled the trigger on a nearby burly man's head!

Bang!

The dull sound of gunfire echoed, and then the others saw three burly men's heads penetrated by bullets.

Blood gushed from the bullet holes, while their faces were still cloaked in confusion, seemingly unable to grasp what had happened before their heads were blown off.

One shot, three lives!!!

How is that possible...

The remaining three enforcers were completely stunned, looking at the three bodies falling to the ground, disbelief written all over their faces!

Especially when they saw the young man's face, cold as frost, it sent a shiver through them.

"You...who are you...?"

The leading burly man trembled all over. One shot, three lives, such a bizarre incident was unheard of.

And the young man's icy demeanor made him realize that this was someone who pretended to be weak but was actually powerful, with brutality beyond imagination!

"Remember my name, for when you are underground, you will be proud to have died by my hand!"

The young man looked arrogantly at the few men and then said showingly, before he aimed at the lead burly man, pulling the trigger in an instant!

Bang!

Another gunshot sounded, and a blood hole appeared above the heads of the remaining three people. Their eyes bulged out, filled with disbelief!

"I am the Shadow Iron Wolf—Hong Yi!"

...

By the time Ye Feng left the Hospitable Hotel, it was already 2 a.m., and his appearance had reverted back to normal. At this hour, there were no taxis in the suburbs, so he had no choice but to walk back slowly.

As he walked, Ye Feng pondered over the entire incident involving Zhang Zihan's peril.

He had already handed the Death Mercenary Group over to Iron Wolf, and with Iron Wolf's abilities, there was naturally no need to worry!

Right now, the most crucial task was to find the person who had betrayed Zhang Zihan's whereabouts!

Ye Feng had previously lived with the Zhang Family for three months and knew a bit about their circumstances.

They were a colossal family; the Zhang Family in Hong Kong was the main branch, with many other branches spread across various locations!

For instance, the Mingzhu Zhang Family, where Zhang Xuebing resided, was one of the branches under the Hong Kong Zhang Family!

There were significant conflicts between the branches of the Zhang Family and the main family. On one hand, the branches had to provide a substantial amount of funds to the main family each year; on the other hand, they coveted the main family's wealth!

Especially with the current main family in Hong Kong, where among the legitimate descendants, only Zhang Zihan was entitled to inherit, the conflict became even more prominent!

"Zhang Zihan came to Mingzhu City and stayed at the Prince Hotel instead of the Mingzhu Zhang Family residence. This shows that the relations between the Mingzhu branch and the Hong Kong main family are not harmonious. But I wonder, does this incident have anything to do with Zhang Xuebing and his son?"

Ye Feng furrowed his brows tightly, walking while lost in thought.

However, as he approached an old and dilapidated neighborhood, he suddenly paused.

This neighborhood was extremely rundown, with most of its buildings being rented out as affordable housing. Ye Feng remembered that the flight attendant Wen Lan lived here.

Ye Feng looked up at the window of Wen Lan's room and noticed that the lights were still on. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of joy in his heart.

"It's too late now. If I go back, I will definitely disturb the Jiang Family. Might as well crash at Wen Lan's place for the night!"

A sly smile appeared on Ye Feng's face; then, stroking his hair in a dashing manner, he walked toward the neighborhood.

Upon reaching Wen Lan's floor, Ye Feng saw light shining through the gaps of her door. He pushed the door and discovered it wasn't locked.

"Eh? Could it be Wen Lan just got back?"

Ye Feng was puzzled and immediately reached out to knock on the door.

Ah!!!

Just then, a scream suddenly erupted from inside, startling Ye Feng.

"Wen Lan!"

Ye Feng recognized it as Wen Lan's voice, his expression darkened immediately, and he forcefully pushed the door open and barged in.

Wen Lan's apartment was a one-bedroom unit. As Ye Feng entered, without a second thought, he burst into the bathroom from where the scream had come!

Bang!

The bathroom door shattered under the impact of Ye Feng's charge, and he dashed inside.

Just as he was about to act, he finally saw the situation clearly, and his body instantly froze, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Wen Lan was curled up on a shower chair, with water pouring over her, while her pale face showed sheer terror.

But what caused Ye Feng's blood to surge was the smooth cucumber in Wen Lan's hand!

What made Ye Feng almost spit blood was the name carved on that cucumber… Ye Feng!

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