Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

suburbs.

A huge, closed, abandoned building.

By this time, the snow had stopped.

A day and a night of heavy snow made the city white again. At first glance, it seemed like a pure white land without any filth.

downstairs.

Dozens of black vans formed a semicircle around the Maybach, which had been parked there early, with snow still on its roof.

A ferocious-looking man in uniform and wearing sunglasses got out of the van at the back.

The leader was a man wrapped tightly.

Only a pair of scarred eyes were exposed through the down jacket. The men came back after checking the Maybach.

"Boss, no one is inside."

Ke Feng looked up at the building.

He opened his collar and spat on the ground.

"Pah, you have to run so far. I'm going to catch a cold."

His subordinates hurriedly handed him a tissue. Ke Feng took it to wipe his mouth, but without even looking at it, he threw it at him.

The subordinate threw it to the person next to him.

He came closer and raised one eye.

"Boss, do you think he really dares to come alone?"

They also received the news that the demon had been sent away.

While I felt relieved, I was also filled with hatred.

That woman caused them to lose so many brothers that they really wanted to eat her flesh alive and grind her bones into ashes.

She ran away and escaped danger, it was really lucky for her!

Today, Shen Rao invited them here, reportedly for a single-handed meeting.

After living on the edge of a knife for so many years, his men had to be on high alert. They looked around and whispered to Ke Feng.

"Will he have an ambush nearby?"

Ke Feng kicked him sideways in the waist.

He lost all strength and was kicked several meters away.

"You know there might be an ambush, why don't you go check it out! If you're wasting time here, everyone else come in with me, I want to see what you can do."

The man covered his waist.

With a frown on his face, he directed the rest of the people to check the surroundings, and he followed tremblingly.

The building has basic decoration.

Judging from the remaining decorations, it should have been a hotel before, but it has been abandoned for quite some time.

The dust was so thick that it was choking, the carpet was corroded beyond recognition, and from the outside it looked like a dangerous building.

It felt more like coming in.

Ke Feng frowned and pinched his nose in disgust.

The people in front cleared the way for him.

Miraculously, the building's elevator was still usable.

He stopped in front of the elevator for a while, didn't go up, and turned into the stairwell.

I cursed when I saw the staircase at the top was broken in the middle, revealing the steel bars.

"What a lousy place! You, go up there and explore the way first."

The person being pointed out had no right to speak up. The elevator went up to the top floor with a crisp ding sound.

The subordinate received his message and nodded to Ke Feng.

Then most of the people went up and sent a message that they were safe, and then Ke Feng followed the rest of the people up.

The top floor of the hotel.

It is usually a presidential suite, and this one is no exception.

Open the old room door.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows provide an excellent view. You can see the distant mountains and nearby snow, and have a panoramic view of the scenery of the suburbs of the imperial capital.

The room was empty, with only two European-style sofas in the middle and a coffee table.

On the sofa with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a man sitting with his legs crossed, looking lazy and idle.

He is the only one here.

Facing the crowd of aggressive men at the door, he can still drink tea as if he were in his own back garden.

After looking around the room, Ke Feng put his hands in his down jacket and sat down opposite Shen Rao.

The men behind him surrounded the middle area in an instant, making it airtight, and countless pairs of eyes stared at his every move.

Shen Rao didn't even raise his eyes, keeping his hand around his chest.

He let them surround him, with a natural sense of relaxation between his brows.

It's like giving up resistance, but also like...being sure of victory.

This was the conclusion drawn by Ke Feng, who was staring at him from the opposite side.

No one spoke first. Only after the people who were checking below came back to confirm that everything was correct did Ke Feng stretch his body.

He was curled up in the hood, with a scar on his left eye running down the corner of his eye, which was enough to scare people just by looking at it.

No beating around the bush, just get straight to the point.

"Mr. Shen, where is the stuff?"

"what?"

Shen Rao was confused, he raised his eyelids and asked back.

Ke Feng's expression changed, his dark scar wrinkled, and viciousness appeared in his eyes.

"You want to tease me? How many lives do you have to play with?"

Say it.

The sound of loading guns cut through the air.

The cold muzzles of their guns were all pointed at Shen Rao.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, light squeezed out from the figure behind him, and the fragmented light was facing away from him.

The light seemed to be crushed and scattered towards him, giving him a unique sense of superiority.

The dark eyes, in the darkness where no light can reach, are calm and cold.

He seemed not to have noticed the guns at all, and put his hand on his chin, as if thinking.

"You mean, the tape?"

Ke Feng leaned forward suddenly and stared at him.

"Where is it? Hand it over and I can spare your life. Otherwise, this is the grave you chose today."

He spoke in a grim tone, pointing to the ground below.

There was no change in his expression, as if he was just stating a fact.

Shen Rao tapped his cheek lightly with his index finger, tilted his eyes, and shook his head as if unintentionally.

"You are not the team leader I want to see, so I can't give it to you."

Ke Feng narrowed his eyes, pulling the scar at the corner of his eye and twisting it.

He simply snatched the gun from the person next to him and pressed it hard against his obsidian eyes.

He gritted his teeth and roared.

"I'm really giving you face! Hand over the stuff! Are you trying to bargain with me? Even if I kill you, I can still find the stuff!"

As he spoke, he tapped Shen Rao's handsome and noble face with the body of his gun.

"But, Mr. Shen, you are really good-looking. If your life weren't so precious, I don't know how many noble people would like you just for your face."

Ke Feng clicked his tongue twice, looked into his still cold eyes, and spoke again.

"give or not?"

"You're not the one I want to see."

Shen Rao repeated it again, his voice neither salty nor bland.

"Row."

Ke Feng slapped the pistol onto his men and put the hood of his down jacket back on, leaving only his scarred eyes exposed.

He said in a muffled voice.

"Although I don't know how a fool like you can have the guts to come see me alone, it doesn't matter. You must die."

The next words were spoken to his subordinates.

"Kill him, search him, and dig out his eyes. I hate people with nice eyes the most in my life."

Shen Rao looked coldly at the people who were about to pull the trigger, and his hand hidden in his coat was just about to reach out.

The sound of gunfire split the sky.

His eyes suddenly widened.

The blood of the person opposite was spilled on the sofa and splashed on the coffee table, forming a blood-red line.

Dazzling and shocking.

There followed a chaotic roar, swearing, and the sound of gunfire.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Wow--"

When Shen Rao came to his senses.

Most people had fallen to the ground and the air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder.

The sound of stepping on broken glass came from behind, along with the wailing of others, like an eerie melody.

Slowly beating on people's heartstrings.

Shen Rao's eardrums were filled with a heartbeat that was so violent that it seemed to be about to jump out of his chest.

The hands on his legs were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, and his limbs were stiff.

I don’t know if it was because of fear or what.

It felt like all the blood in my body was flowing backwards.

Unable to control his thoughts or move his limbs, he could only sit stiffly there.