Ye Feng glanced at his phone and realized it was a call from the Vulture, so he answered immediately!

"Boss! The matter with Zhang Zihan... We've just found out too, you need to take care of yourself!"

Vulture's words were obviously filled with self-reproach; they had been relentlessly pursuing the trail of Mod Lee recently, yet they had completely overlooked the changes in Hong Kong!

Ye Feng also knew it wasn't Vulture's fault, and immediately asked:

"How is it now? Any leads?"

A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. His desire to kill Xue Wuheng was pressing; only by eliminating him could he finally have peace of mind!

"We've discovered that Mod Lee was in Hong Kong a few days ago, he had met with people from the Huangfu Family! However, we can't be sure whether Mod Lee is still in Hong Kong!" Vulture reported right away.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's brows twitched slightly, evidently not expecting Mod Lee to have connections with people from the Huangfu Family:

"Help me investigate Huangfu Ling and the backgrounds and social relationships of everyone in the Huangfu Family! Don't miss a single detail! Also, check out the Four Great Families of Hong Kong, all of them!"

"Okay! Take care, Boss!" Vulture replied, then hung up the call!

Holding the phone and pondering for a moment, Ye Feng pressed Jiang Ying's number and dialed straight away!

Upon hearing the tone that indicated the call had connected, Ye Feng's heart stirred with excitement. On the other end of the line, a weary female voice came through:

"Who is it?"

The woman's voice was extremely indifferent, tinged with an underlying sadness.

And when Ye Feng heard it, his heart trembled:

"Yue... Yuehua, it's me..."

The woman's voice on the phone wasn't Jiang Ying, but Shu Yuehua's!

When he had left Jiangnan City, Shu Yuehua was still in a coma, and now...

After hearing Ye Feng's words, silence fell on the other end of the line. Then, a trembling voice came through:

"Feng... is that... you?"

Shu Yuehua could hardly believe her ears. The voice that was so familiar it was etched in her bones, she thought she might never hear it again in this life, and yet now!

"It's me!" Ye Feng took several deep breaths to calm the excitement in his heart:

"I'm fine, you... how are you?"

"Wuu wuu..."

Confirming it really was Ye Feng, Shu Yuehua on the other end couldn't speak for sobbing. Her crying was filled with unbridled joy, the excitement of regaining what was lost, and an undeniable longing:

"You scamp! Do you think we can be okay!"

After a long while, Shu Yuehua managed to calm down. While crying and laughing, she scolded:

"Ying is exhausted, she just went to sleep! Where are you now? Why haven't you contacted us for so long! We've just found out about Zihan's situation and are planning to go to Hong Kong tomorrow to stop Zihan's wedding with the Huangfu Family!"

Jiang Ying was aware of the relationship between Zhang Zihan and Ye Feng. Upon hearing the news that Zhang Zihan had been disfigured, Shu Yuehua and the others decided to go to Hong Kong tomorrow to intervene, but unexpectedly, Ye Feng had already made the call first!

"Don't worry, I'm in Hong Kong now, I've just seen Zihan!"

Warmth filled Ye Feng's heart; at the very least, his women could coexist peacefully, which was undoubtedly the Luckiest thing for him.

Then, Ye Feng quietly shared his own experiences and also instructed Shu Yuehua to keep the news of his survival a secret, not to let it out except to people like Jiang Ying!

"Don't worry! We're in Malaysia now! Chouchou went out to find you and we've lost contact with her, we're searching for her!" Shu Yuehua said, her voice tinged with worry.

"Chouchou?"

The wrinkles on Ye Feng's brow slowly deepened as he thought about the girl who had traveled thousands of miles alone to Malaysia to look for him, feeling a pang in his heart:

"Have you got any news?"

"Not yet! But don't worry, Chouchou is very clever! Before she left, she learned a set of self-defense skills and disguise techniques from Ye Mei, so she won't get into trouble easily!"

Shu Yuehua consoled Ye Feng, and then added,

"Since you're in Hong Kong, we'll stay in Malaysia and continue searching for Chouchou! Take good care of Zihan!"

Ye Feng agreed, then shared some heartfelt words with Shu Yuehua before hanging up the phone.

"Phew! It seems it's time..."

Ye Feng looked up at the deep night sky, a dazzling cold light flickering in his eyes, then took out his phone and typed a coded message, which he sent out directly!

...

The time difference between China and the Amazon Jungle is 11 hours!

While it was still night in Hong Kong, it was exactly noon in the Amazon Jungle!

The scorching sun shone erratically into the dense jungle, casting a mottled, sparse pattern.

At that moment, a dark green figure lurked in a thick patch of grass!

This figure was like a cheetah about to hunt its prey, quietly lying on the ground, utterly still.

Its eyes peered through the disordered branches and leaves, staring intently ahead where there was a group of five blonde, blue-eyed Americans!

These five Americans were exceptionally nervous, each one holding an AK47 in their hands. Yet, even so, they were on high alert, with beads of sweat continuously emerging on their foreheads.

"Damn it! Where the hell is that Chinese person hiding?" one of the Americans wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression tense, suffused with palpable fear.

Another person echoed the sentiment, speaking to their leader,

"Boss, if we can't find that person soon, we'd better run for it! Out of 48 assassins from our SAS organization, that guy has killed 43. Only the five of us are left!"

These words won the agreement of his companions, all of them extremely panicked:

"Boss! I think we should give up on revenge. If we enrage the Demon, we're all going to die here!"

The Demon!

That was a taboo name in the Amazon Jungle, previously associated with a mercenary group of over thirty people, but now only four Demons remained there, training a group of Chinese elites!

And the murderer of 43 members of their organization was one of those elites, a slender Chinese person!

Hearing his subordinates mention the Demon, the leader of the Americans shivered, casting an angry glance at the surrounding bushes, then suddenly pulled the trigger!

Ratatatat...

The sound of gunfire erupted like thunder, sweeping through the surrounding trees and grass, with broken branches and leaves rustling as they fell.

After seeing that they still couldn't spot that damn elite Chinese, the leading American reluctantly waved his hand:

"Let's go! We're leaving this place!"

Having said that, the group of five was ready to flee.

But just as they turned around, each one of them felt a chill run down their spine as if a giant python had them in its sights.

"Damn it!"

The five of them immediately sensed something was wrong, their palms rotating, the AK47s in their hands ready to sweep around!

However, in that moment, five streaks of cold light flashed by, followed by the appearance of a blood line on the necks of the five men!

Spurt!

The crimson blood gushed out from their necks, their faces flickering with intense disbelief and horror:

"God... God Dragon Luo Qi..."

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