Duanzi was a little surprised, but since he decided to follow Lin Baiyao, he had no intention of going back on his word, let alone retreating from the battle. No matter what he did, he would just follow his orders.

Lin Baiyao took the initiative to explain: "I have a good friend who is doing a stupid thing. She is stubborn and does not listen to advice. She is forced to use extraordinary means. This Feng Ye is a first-class powerful character under her.

Without catching him first, the follow-up plan cannot advance..."

The jokes all said: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I know what to do."

At dusk the next day, Lin Baiyao made an appointment with Mr. Feng and said that he had discovered a new pit.

The new water in the new hole caught the fish quickly, and the two of them kept fishing until midnight. Lin Baiyao yawned, wrapped himself in clothes, and said: "It's too cold, I can't stand it any more, shall we withdraw?"

Master Feng joked: "I haven't had a girlfriend yet, so my body is like this? It's not as good as my old man..."

"Ahem, the consequences of staying up late and not eating breakfast..."

After packing up his equipment and getting into the car, Lin Bai said: "I won't be going back to the city today. It happens that there is a suburban villa of my friend about ten miles west of here. Let's go there and spend the night."

Master Feng did not doubt that he was there, turned the car around, and headed straight to the west of the city.

Outside the villa, the sky is full of stars, the Milky Way hangs upside down, the surrounding trees are desolate, everything is silent, the moon is melting in the pear flower courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond. It is a wonderful place.

Master Feng sighed: "People in the deep forest don't know that when the bright moon shines on you, your friends will enjoy happiness..."

Lin Baiyao opened the car door and jumped out of the car, saying: "My friend is not only a good person, but he is also an alcoholic. There are a few bottles of 50-year-old Moutai in there. Want to try it?"

Mr. Feng loved fishing and drinking. During this period of contact, Lin Baiyao clearly understood his preferences.

No drinking friend can resist the temptation of fifty-year-old Maotai. Mr. Feng got out of the car and said with a smile: "Be careful not to steal wine in the urn. Kuang Heng next door doesn't light the lamp. Today I will be a bad guest who steals wine."

"How can you call him a bad guest? If Bi Zhuo hadn't stolen wine, how could he have left his name forever? How could Qi Baishi have made "Pi Zhuo Stealing Wine"?"

While chatting, the two entered the yard and climbed up the stairs. Lin Baiyao took out the key and opened the door. After entering, he touched the wall and said, "Brother Feng, please come in first and close the door. The wind is too cold. I'll look for the switch..."

"

Master Feng closed the door in response. As soon as he turned around, the light suddenly brightened, and a huge spotlight shone fiercely into his eyes. Almost instantly, his eyes went completely white and he couldn't see anything.

The left and right punches came.

Mr. Feng has gone through ups and downs and escaped death many times. Although he fell into a trap, he still remained absolutely calm and did not panic.

The door behind you opened inwards. No matter how much force you put on it, you couldn't open it. There was no time to find the door handle, so you had to move forward.

But the other party had arranged the situation in advance, so how could they not have expected the situation at this time?

There must be traps ahead.

The best way to deal with the enemy is not to be led by others.

In the flash of lightning, Master Feng chose to bend his knees, suddenly slid to the left, and hugged his arms like a bear.

You can't see it with your eyes, so you can only take a gamble.

He made the right bet.

Hold one leg with both arms, immediately step back with your right foot in a lunge, press your left shoulder against the inner thigh, and resist the twist with force.

With a muffled groan, the man on the left was thrown heavily to the ground and temporarily lost his fighting ability.

Now he had to avoid the enemy's pursuit on the right. He didn't pause, took advantage of the situation and rolled forward, continuing to distance himself, waiting for his eyes to return to normal.

Unexpectedly, before the somersault was completed, his feet hit something hard, like hitting a wall.

wrong.

This is not a wall.

The hall of the villa cannot be so narrow. The other party must have been cunning and sealed off the left and right spaces with iron cabinets or the like.

There is no way to avoid it.

A man roared from behind and rushed towards him. His two arms were like iron chains, tightly locking his neck and pressing his hands on his chest.

It only takes five seconds for a person to lose consciousness and become completely comatose.

To deal with this move, the simplest way is like the Israeli fighting technique, lower your head and turn around, press the arm and twist, and then hit the face with a knee.

But Master Feng could only move his feet now, so he had no time to hesitate. He leaned his waist and hips sharply, cut his left leg back into the gap, caught the man's heel, exhaled loudly at the same time, and leaned back and smashed down with all his strength.

Boom!

The two fell to the ground.

Feeling that the force that locked his hands was slightly loose, Feng Ye bent his elbow and hit the man's ribs hard, broke free from the restraints, and stood up.

Before he could stand still, a whip hit his shoulder from the side, as if a truck weighing several tons was running over him at a speed of 180 yards.

Master Feng flew up and hit the iron "wall" heavily again.

The pain was excruciating, and half of his body was almost numb. But the good news was that he recovered his vision and could vaguely see the overlapping and shaking objects in front of him.

Objects become larger.

It's a fist!

Feng Ye instinctively raised his arms to block, but he lost the opportunity, was injured again, and lacked strength. His posture was shattered by this fast and fierce punch, which went straight to the chest.

He knew in his heart that at the last moment, he was desperate to survive, and his right knee

Lift upward and hit the opponent's lower body.

This is a lose-lose approach.

He bets that the other side will have the upper hand and is not willing to lose both sides.

As long as you back off a little, you still have a chance.

But this time, he made a wrong bet!

Lift your knees in the same way to meet the opponent head-on.

Bang! Bang!

There were two muffled sounds, and Master Feng was punched in the chest. His breath was cut off. His face turned pale instantly, and his knees were sealed. Then he was hit by a knife on his neck, and he collapsed limply on the ground. He didn't know who he was.

Tang Xiaoqi struggled to get up over there. He was really upset. He was the first one to be knocked down. He couldn't even catch Master Feng's moves. If it hadn't been arranged properly, he would have escaped from the left and it would have been even harder to catch him.

Disaster.

Jiang Hai was still lying on the ground. He was extremely powerful, but his skills were the weakest. Although he successfully locked up Master Feng, he was still able to counterattack, and his ribs were so painful that he couldn't get up.

It was Duan Zidu who finally restrained Master Feng.

He was originally guarding the road ahead, but luckily Tang Xiaoqi and Jiang Hai stopped him and allowed him to arrive in time.

Lin Baiyao came out of the next room and apologized: "Xiao Qi, Brother Hai, how are you?"

"It's okay." Tang Xiaoqi came over to help Jiang Hai, checked him out, and said, "The skin is injured, but the bones are not broken. Just rest for a while."

Lin Baiyao was relieved and looked at Master Feng on the ground with emotion.

He had overestimated Feng Ye's ability. After all, he was the most trusted and relied upon subordinate brought by Mo Ran from Jing Guoliu, so he was afraid that Tang Xiaoqi and Jiang Hai were no match for him, so he tried his best to win over Duan Zi to join them.

Looking at it now, this move was the right move.

Otherwise, the success will be in vain, and Lord Feng will run away, and Mo Ran will be on guard, which means that the matter cannot be done, and the two sides will turn against each other.

The gain outweighs the loss.

…

Mr. Feng woke up in a daze, his hands and feet were chained to the iron bed in the room. Lin Baiyao sat opposite him, his face still calm, and said: "Brother Lin, what are you doing? If you have offended me, I will pour it out."

The wine admits its mistake to you."

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said: "Brother Feng, you have not offended me, but your methods are too powerful. I am afraid that it will ruin Boss Mo's affairs, so please stay here for a while."

Master Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "When did you know my identity?"

"Don't ask, I have no ill intentions towards you or Boss Mo."

Master Feng looked down at the handcuffs, showing a bit of sneer, and said: "I'm in trouble! You really have ulterior motives in approaching Boss Mo."

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said: "Lu Yao knows that Ma Li can see people's hearts over time. If you don't understand what I'm doing now, you will understand it in the future. I just hope you stay here and stay calm and don't cause trouble for everyone."

Master Feng frowned and said, "If there is no news from me within two days, Boss Mo will use all his strength to find someone. Lin Baiyao, you can't hide it for too long."
Chapter completed!