Bang bang bang!!!

At this moment, a terrifying scene was unfolding inside the room.

Ye Feng had become like a wild beast in a frenzy, one hand gripping Ah Sheng's ankle, repeatedly slamming him down as if he were a mere stick!

The floor! The coffee table! The television! Even the balcony!

In this moment, Ah Sheng didn't even manage to scream before he was knocked unconscious, but then the intense pain jolted him awake. Between the spells of unconsciousness and lucidity, Ah Sheng felt as if he had taken several rounds through Ghost Gate.

In agony, he was struggling between life and death!

Meanwhile, the other three men in black and a waiter inside the room were all dumbfounded!

Watching Ye Feng rampage like a tyrannosaurus, their minds went blank, virtually ceasing to think!

How... how is this possible!!!

The three men in black were overwhelmed with disbelief; they were underbosses to Boss Ba, having witnessed countless of Ah Sheng's underground boxing matches—each time, Ah Sheng would injure his opponents, even achieving instant kills, they had never seen Ah Sheng defeated, let alone being smashed around like a stick!

The room was now in complete disarray, with the floor and all the furniture utterly destroyed.

It wasn't until Ye Feng threw Ah Sheng against the wall and he fell down that the three men in black snapped back into action. They felt as if their scalps were about to explode, grabbing their pistols, they aimed at Ye Feng, ready to pull the trigger.

But just as their fingers barely touched the triggers, a streak of silver light flashed by, and immediately, the bodyguard's fingers went stiff.

He saw that his wrist had been pierced by a shimmering silver needle!

The man in black was shocked; he tried with all his might to pull the trigger, but his fingers were unresponsive, unable to move at all.

"Don't move, or she loses her life!"

The other two men were both shocked and frightened, clearly seeing their companion's plight, they were petrified with fear, grabbing Chuchu, they wanted to threaten Ye Feng.

But then they saw an eerie smile spread across Ye Feng's lips; his figure flickered and he charged straight at them.

"Damn it!"

The one holding a dagger among them was infuriated, his eyes flashing with a sinister light; he was about to stab Chuchu's neck with the dagger in his hand.

However, before he could strike, Ye Feng's palms moved in quick succession, and in an instant, numerous needles were shot out, piercing into various vital parts of the three men in black.

"Bastards..."

As the needles hit the wrists of two of them, their faces turned beet red, and they couldn't thrust the daggers in their hands forward at all.

Especially when they saw Ye Feng approaching quickly, they trembled uncontrollably in fear.

"Don't worry, I won't kill the three of you!"

Ye Feng's face wore a gentle smile as he snatched the daggers and pistols from their hands, then reached out his palm and slapped the needles deeper into their bodies.

Once the needles entered their bodies, the three men jerked, their bodies now capable of moving freely, but something felt amiss.

"From now on, you have only one hour!"

With that, Ye Feng's smile grew warmer and richer, "Remember, just one hour!"

After speaking, Ye Feng directly picked up Chuchu; he then glanced at the waiter who had collapsed in terror and kicked him.

Crack!

The person's lower jaw was brutally kicked off, and a series of pig-slaughter-like screams rang out as he writhed in agony on the ground, howling in pain.

Ye Feng paid no mind as he put Chuchu down and, taking her hand, walked to the door. He picked up the shopping bags and leisurely left the place.

...

On the outskirts of Southern Suburb of Paris, France, stood an ancient castle!

This castle was built in the 18th century, but even now, it remains majestic and imposing.

Inside one of the castle's attics lay an old man with silver hair reclining on a rocking chair. Standing in front of him were several blond-haired, blue-eyed Frenchmen!

These men were all dressed in suits and looked like successful figures. Were any French people present, they certainly would have recognized that these men were not just any officials but included the director of France's National Security Agency, Smith Karl!

However, at this moment, each one of them was trembling, and Director Karl was incessantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. It seemed that in the presence of the old man, they were under immense pressure.

"It's been half a year! My Chuchu has been away from home for a full half year…"

The old man's eyes squinted as he swayed back and forth in his rocking chair. However, each sway seemed to shake the hearts of Karl and his companions, leaving them so tense they could hardly breathe.

"Mr. Phil Chu, we understand your feelings, but our intelligence department has not found any information on Miss Chuchu. We only know that she disappeared after entering China!" Director Karl could only bite the bullet and respond in fluent French.

Karl's words made the old man stop rocking his chair for a moment; then those squinting eyes snapped open.

"Disappeared after entering China? I want to ask, what exactly is your National Security Agency doing? Can't you go to China to investigate? Go and investigate!"

The old man said this unable to hide the raging fury in his heart, and he started yelling at Karl and the others.

Karl and the others trembled, their backs drenched in cold sweat, as if they were not facing a person but a fierce beast that could pounce on them at any moment:

"Please calm down, Mr. Phil Chu. We have hundreds of special agents searching tirelessly for Miss Chuchu, and I believe we will have a lead soon!"

Hearing Karl's words, the old man gradually suppressed the anger in his heart, but his cloudy eyes flashed with an intimidating light:

"You have one more month. If you don't find her, you and your families will disappear from this world forever!"

The old man's words were like a bomb, instantly baffling the others and filling them with extreme fear.

However, just as they were about to plead for mercy, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the attic.

"Father! Father!"

With a euphoric male voice echoing, a mixed-race man entered. He appeared to be nearly forty, with a noble bearing and extraordinary handsomeness, his face brimming with joy.

Seeing this man, the old man's expression finally softened, "What happened to make you so joyful?"

"It's Chuchu! Father, there's news about Chuchu!" the man exclaimed ecstatically.

"What!!!"

The old man leaped from his rocking chair, "Truly... really? Where is she? Where's my granddaughter?"

The old man was visibly thrilled, the intense joy impossible to hide.

"China, Mingzhu! According to the location coming from Chuchu's tracking device, she's in Mingzhu right now!!!"

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