"Drive steadily!"
After getting into the car, Feng Xinglang calmly instructed Ong, who was driving.
"Mr. Feng, will that military thug really make a big move tonight?"
Ong probed as he stepped lightly on the accelerator. Before this, Boss Cong Gang hadn't given him any warning at all. If Ceresto really made a move, Feng Xinglang would know, and so would Cong Gang.
Hence, Ong naturally wondered if Feng Xinglang was too nervous.
"I can't be sure … but I have a feeling that Ceresto will definitely send someone to test the waters with such a good opportunity tonight!"
Feng Xinglang turned his head and looked out the window. The area around Imperial Dragon City was still crowded with luxury cars, and the extravagant nightlife seemed to have just begun.
"That is to say, tonight will only be a small fight at most!"
Ong, who had been holding the steering wheel with both hands, was now in a leisurely state.
"Stay alert! Be careful or you won't even know how you die! "Feng Xinglang warned in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. Since Ceresto is so vengeful, he'll definitely leave you alive!"
Bassoon placed his hand on his neck and said, "He will only kill you in front of Hetun!"
How could this be the reason why Ong wasn't nervous about his master?
His intellect, actions, and words didn't inherit a single bit of Cong Gang's coldness and ruthlessness.
Actually, Wei Kang was more suitable for Feng Xinglang. But Cong Gang just had to send him such a person! It wasn't that Feng Xinglang didn't like Ong, but he felt that Ong was like a blank piece of paper when it came to the ways of the world. Sometimes, his words were pleasing!
For example, he wasn't afraid of Feng Xinglang's face hurting and blurted out the truth!
But Ong was right about one thing: With Ceresto's vengeful nature, he would definitely kill Feng Xinglang's family in front of River Village!
"Mr. Feng, should we take the elevated road or the tunnel?" Ong asked.
"The tunnel!" Feng Xinglang replied in a deep voice.
After driving two kilometers out of Imperial Dragon City, if they didn't take the elevated road, they would have to enter a tunnel. The dark and narrow environment was more suitable for Ceresto's people to take action.
Perhaps it was because they had a different frame of mind. They felt that the tunnel was like a monster with its mouth wide open, and it wanted to swallow them along with the car.
At night, after ten o 'clock in Shen Cheng City, the traffic flow began to decrease significantly. After the diversion of the overpass, the number of vehicles passing through the tunnel had been reduced by more than half.
"CEO Feng, do you feel that there's something wrong with the van on the left? I'm guessing that the container behind it is just big enough to fit our car … It can carry our car along with it! "
Today, Ong felt exceptionally excited. For some people who put their lives on the line, taking risks was like drinking poison to quench their thirst.
"Then do you feel that your boss might be following us?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
"Of course not! There's no need for my boss to personally attend such a small event … "
"Hiss … hiss hiss hiss …"
Before Ong could finish his words, the lights in the tunnel seemed to have short-circuited. After a long series of sparks, the tunnel was plunged into darkness. Only the headlights of their respective vehicles were left.
With a loud bang, two cars collided with each other, and the entire tunnel fell into a state of semi-paralysis. No matter how good the Benz's performance was, it was impossible for it to fly through the tunnel. Thus, Ong had no choice but to stop the car.
They were trapped in the tunnel!
It seemed like what was supposed to come had really come this time!
"CEO Feng, they're here!" Ong locked the car door.
"Do I need you to tell me that?!"
Feng Xinglang subconsciously tightened his embrace on Xing Shiwu. "Shiwu, are you afraid?"
"No!" The little guy answered calmly. "There seems to be someone on the roof of our car …"
In response to Xing Shiwu's words, there was a loud bang. Someone must have jumped from the top of the tunnel and stepped on the roof of their car.
One, two … It felt like zombies had crawled out from hell! The acceleration of gravity caused the roof to cave in by four to five centimeters.
The silenced pistols hit the same bullet holes on the windshield one after another. Even the military-grade bulletproof windshield could not withstand the overlapping bullets.
"CEO Feng, are we going to resist?" Ong was rather calm.
"No need!" Feng Xinglang replied coldly.
With a loud bang, the hydraulic door breaker smashed open the window of Mrs. Feng's car.
"Ah!"
Mrs. Feng let out a scream of horror and did not resist. Instead, she held her head and lay in her husband's arms.
"Who are you people? What are you doing? "
Feng Xinglang held his son in one hand and his terrified wife in the other.
"Get-Down!"
The car door was opened, and an arm like an iron pincer reached in and grabbed Feng Xinglang's collar.
"Who are you people? Don't hurt my wife and child! "
Feng Xinglang got out of the car cooperatively. Xing Shiwu and Mrs. Feng were also chased out of the car.
It was obvious that Ceresto hadn't shown up yet. What Feng Xinglang wanted to do was to let them take his family away. Only by meeting Ceresto would he be able to uproot them.
This wasn't the first time Feng Xinglang had used himself as bait.
Fortunately, the ones acting as bait with him weren't his real wife and child. Otherwise, his heart would be torn to shreds.
Ong felt that as a bodyguard and driver, he would be letting down his identity if he didn't resist. Furthermore, it was too fake! Thus, he took advantage of the moment when Feng Xinglang was unprepared and attacked the man in the leather jacket … It was a good opportunity to test their skills.
After seeing Ong move, Feng Xinglang slammed his knife on the wrist of the man in black who was holding the silencer, knocking the gun out of his hand.
"Wife, take our son away! Quick! Go to the exit of the tunnel! "
Feng Xinglang wasn't asking them to leave, but he was reminding them not to resist. After all, Mrs. Feng was just a weak woman who couldn't even truss a chicken.
"Nuo Nuo, go!" Mrs. Feng immediately understood and came forward to hold her son's hand.
However, Xing Shiwu was suddenly picked up by another man in a leather jacket. "Dad … save me … save me!"
Xing Shiwu knew his mission. He knew that he had to enter the tiger's den and cooperate with his foster father to capture all of his enemies.
"Nuo Nuo! What are you trying to do? Let go of my son! "
Feng Xinglang was just about to step forward to save his son when someone hit the back of his neck heavily with the butt of a gun. Golden sparks flew in all directions before his eyes.
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