Chapter 142: New Mail
Chen Feng secretly thought that you might not be able to help me if I needed your help, so after thinking about it, he was about to speak, when someone suddenly said not far away: "Huh? Isn't that a small eternal? ā
Chen Feng and Hu Xiaoyong turned their heads at the same time, and saw a group of more than a dozen people, both men and women, whether it was hair or clothing, they were all in the same style as Hu Xiaoyong, and they were walking towards this side.
Hu Xiaoyong's face changed, and he turned around and wanted to run.
"Stop!" Over there, a yellow-haired man shouted and chased after him with a few steps. His steps were much faster than Hu Xiaoyong's, and he approached in a blink of an eye, and grabbed the back of the latter's neck.
Chen Feng frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the man's wrist.
"Where did the guy come from, he didn't have long eyes, he dared to stop you Brother Heng!" The man's eyes widened, and he raised his foot and kicked Chen Feng in the stomach.
Chen Feng flicked his wrist and pushed the other party away, and the other party's kick kicked into the air and retreated three or four steps, but fortunately his companion supported him and did not fall.
Hu Xiaoyong turned back while running, and when he saw Chen Feng intervening, he was startled, stopped and turned around and shouted, "Run!" These guys are going to beat you up! ā
Chen Feng smiled at him and turned his head to look at the other party: "Today he is under my control, and I will talk about any problems between you and him later." ā
The yellow-haired man broke away from his companion and said angrily: "Which onion are you tm!" ā
Chen Feng said lightly: "I don't want you to be carried back, so be it." He turned around and walked towards Hu Xiaoyong.
"Carry Nima!" The yellow fur was furious and punched him in the back of the head.
Chen Feng suddenly dodged, grabbed his chest when he avoided the opponent's fist, and then pressed down, easily knocked the opponent to the ground, and then stepped on the guy's ankle.
"Ahh
Screams rose into the air.
The whole process took less than three seconds, and both his companion not far away and Hu Xiaoyong on the other side froze at the same time.
No one thought that this four-eyed man would have such skills!
Chen Feng let go of his foot and said lightly: "Next time, remember that other people's warnings are very important." He turned around and walked to Hu Xiaoyong's side and pulled him away.
He was clever with his feet, and the other party only had a misaligned ankle joint, which was easily corrected when sent to the hospital. But of course, he won't say it explicitly, so that the other party will worry more about his own situation in his heart, and he will know how to behave in the future.
After walking away, Hu Xiaoyong said excitedly: "That one was so beautiful just now!" ā
Chen Feng smiled slightly and asked, "Who are they?" ā
Hu Xiaoyong sighed: "It's my former colleague, who all work in Feile Hair Salon, but the guy you hit is Feile's boss, and I don't work there anymore." ā
Chen Feng's heart moved, and he asked, "Does your stealing money have anything to do with him?" ā
Hu Xiaoyong said hatefully: "It's all his fault!" A few days ago, I twisted my wrist, and he was not allowed to ask him for leave, and asked me to give a big brother a haircut, which ended up hurting someone. Alas, I have to raise money to compensate that big brother now, and I have to pay it over before noon tomorrow, otherwise I don't want to mess around in Dongyang anymore. ā
Chen Feng roughly understood: "How much?" ā
Hu Xiaoyong's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to borrow me?" 10,000 pieces. ā
Chen Feng was stunned and said, "Where do you have to pay so much?" ā
Hu Xiaoyong said helplessly: "I made a small cut on the door of my head, but Brother Rui is the eldest brother of our realm, and he said that he wanted 10,000, and I couldn't help but give it." ā
Chen Feng thought for a while and said, "That's it, I'm going to stay in Dongyang for two days, and you give me a reward of 10,000 yuan for these two days." ā
Hu Xiaoyong was overjoyed, and then said: "Okay!" But you have to give it to me first. ā
Chen Feng smiled: "Give it to you at noon tomorrow, and I'll go with you then." ā
Hu Xiaoyong saw his skills, wished he would do so, and nodded happily: "Okay!" ā
Chen Feng beckoned a car back and said, "Get in the car." ā
Hu Xiaoyong asked, "Where to go?" ā
Chen Feng smiled: "East Ring Community." ā
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According to the results of Chen Feng's investigation, after the company went bankrupt, Ren Zhongping sold the company building and his own residence and moved to the East Ring Community.
After arriving at the place, the two got out of the car, and Chen Feng only glanced at the gate of the community, and he could understand Ren Zhongping's revenge.
The East Ring Community is an ordinary community, which is full of apartments that ordinary salaried people will buy, with high floors and small areas, like Ren Zhongping, a wealthy businessman who is used to a luxurious life, how can he get used to this kind of life?
It is conceivable that in this case, it is normal for him to hate Lin Zijing, who bankrupted his company, and then buy a murderer to balance the distorted psychology.
Walking to the door of the community, Chen Feng realized that the security room at the door had been closed, and the door was just hidden, so he couldn't help shaking his head.
The security work of the Guangyue community is much better than that of this place!
After taking Hu Xiaoyong in, Chen Feng went to the fourth building where Ren Zhongping was located, and wanted to take the elevator upstairs, only to find that the elevator was broken.
"I'm cĒo! What a place! Even Hu Xiaoyong couldn't help but scold.
Chen Feng didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the safe passage.
Two minutes later, the two went up to the seventh floor, looked out from the door of the safe passage, and after confirming that there was no one in the corridor, Chen Feng said in a low voice: "Wait here for a while." He pushed the door and walked out.
Ren Zhongping's house is 702, Chen Feng did not go over to check directly, but looked at the entire corridor back and forth, and then returned to the safe passage and said, "Let's go." ā
Hu Xiaoyong was stunned and said, "This is leaving?" ā
Chen Feng shook his head and said, "No, it's you who go." I'm going to stay and run some errands, so you go back first, and I'll look for you at your place tomorrow morning." ā
Hu Xiaoyong hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "What do you want to do?" ā
Chen Feng smiled: "Remember my words, if you want to earn 10,000 yuan, don't ask more." ā
Hu Xiaoyong didn't dare to ask any more questions, and walked downstairs from the safe passage.
Chen Feng turned around and walked upstairs, and after a while, he went up to the top of the building, walked to the edge of the building and looked down.
Hu Xiaoyong had already left the apartment building and walked out along the road he came from.
Whether this kid has a problem or not, whether he can use it or not, I will know tomorrow.
After a while, Chen Feng opened the briefcase in his hand, took out a few necessary things, packed them closely, and then walked to the predetermined position, climbed the edge of the building, jumped down gently, and landed on the windowsill of a house on the top floor. After standing firm on the windowsill no more than twenty centimeters wide, he adjusted a little, and then landed on the windowsill on the next floor.
If someone saw him doing such a dangerous action at a high altitude without any safety protection at this time, he would definitely be frightened, but for him, this thing is very common, with his super physical strength and various skills, not to mention that this building is only more than ten floors, even if it is a hundred-story skyscraper, he dares to climb it with his bare hands.
Five minutes later, he had reached the windowsill on the seventh floor, and before he could stand firmly, he heard muffled moans and gasps from inside, as well as a violent "pop" crash.
Chen Feng's spirits lifted.
Ren Zhongping is 53 years old this year, and he still has such good energy to engage in such intense work, and it seems that he has a good physique.
He deftly rummaged into the house, searched all the rooms except the bedroom, and made sure that there was no one else in the whole house, and then returned to the dark living room.
The tiger fell into Pingyang, and now Ren Zhongping has no money, and of course he can't afford to hire bodyguards, which makes it much easier for him to act.
Chen Feng took out all the things he had prepared, first installed a bugging device under the sofa, and then installed a needle-eye camera in the corner. Both are wirelessly transmitted via satellite, which is far more advanced than the devices available on the market, allowing him to easily monitor anywhere he wants.
Of course, these things are provided by the Ministry of National Security Logistics, and ordinary government agencies can't get them if they want to, and businessmen like Ren Zhongping can't even imagine that their every move has been targeted.
Chen Feng was about to go to the study to install other things, when the movement in the bedroom suddenly stopped.
Chen Feng heard the sound of footsteps, and knew that someone in the bedroom was about to come out, so he immediately quickened his pace and hid in the study.
Ka!
The electric light in the living room was turned on, and a fat man with a big belly walked out naked, and when he arrived at the refrigerator, he opened the refrigerator and touched the can of beer to come out.
Chen Feng opened the door of the study slightly, and immediately identified that the person was Ren Zhongping.
"Bring me a can too." A coquettish voice rang out.
Chen Feng turned his eyes and saw another **** body coming out of the bedroom, but it was a woman in her thirties, with very thick makeup, and she knew that she was a person in the dust at a glance.
"Think beautifully! Beer doesn't cost money, huh? Ren Zhongping took the beer away from his mouth and snorted, "Get out of here if you take the money!" ā
The woman was not angry, snorted, went back to the bedroom, and muttered: "Stingy! ā
In the study, Chen Feng never thought that Ren Zhongping would slam the door to such a point, and he was also a person with a net worth of hundreds of millions!
The woman got dressed, took her bag, and after a while opened the door and left.
After hearing the door slam shut, Ren Zhongping had already drunk the entire can of beer, threw the can in the trash can, and turned around and walked towards the study.
Chen Feng was startled, looked left and right, quickly got to the window, flipped out of the window, grabbed the edge of the windowsill with both hands, and hung in mid-air.
At this time, the only thing he hoped was that Ren Zhongping would not come over to open the window at night to play, otherwise he would have to let go and fall downstairs, although it didn't have much impact, but he still had to work hard to climb back, trouble.
Fortunately, Ren Zhongping entered the study and turned on the light and sat down at the desk.
Chen Feng's arms competed slightly, and he climbed up a little, revealing half of his head, to see what this guy was doing.
I saw Ren Zhongping open the laptop on the table, entered the system after a while, and then opened the email software, and it turned out to be checking the email.
After a while, Ren Zhongping waved the mouse off the desk and said angrily: "Damn! Why haven't we heard any news yet! ā
Chen Feng pondered the word "news" in his heart.
Which one will it be?
At this moment, a "ding" suddenly sounded.
NEW MAIL!
Ren Zhongping perked up, hurriedly picked up the mouse, and clicked on the email that had just arrived.
Chen Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the address and name of the sender.
The name has the word "flame" written on it.
No way? Is this guy looking for the organization?
"Things are more difficult, the pre-negotiated price is insufficient, and it needs to be renegotiated."
Syllable!
After reading a simple line of words, Ren Zhongping waved the mouse again, and said angrily: "What the hell is this guy tmd!" Money, money, money! I know that I added money, but the didn't get done, just thinking about adding money! ā
After two minutes, he grabbed the mouse back and patiently replied to the email, asking why and how much money he had added
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