Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

Isn't that Feng Chengcheng, the person they applied for?!

Chapter 118 The police station fired again!

"Du Fei, why aren't you leaving? What are you doing standing here?"

Lu Erhao followed behind, looking at Du Fei who was standing motionless in front of him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

When he followed Du Fei's gaze to the front of the Feng Mansion, he stopped what he was doing.

"Isn't that Chengcheng? What's she doing at the Feng Mansion?"

While joking, Lu Erhao's lips suddenly drooped as if he had suddenly thought of something.

and many more!

Just now, from the shouts ahead, it was clearly someone calling for Feng Jingyao's daughter...

In other words, Feng Chengcheng is Feng Jingyao's daughter?

Lu Erhao looked incredulous, and he and Du Fei exchanged bewildered glances.

The two of them remained completely still.

At this moment, He Shuhuan, who had been lagging behind, caught up.

He grinned and slapped both of them on the shoulder.

"You two were in such a hurry just now, why did you suddenly freeze up and not move when you got to the Feng mansion? Are you nervous or something?"

Seeing that the two seemed to be in a serious mood, He Shuhuan followed their gaze and swallowed back the words he was about to tease them.

The person in front of me is clearly Feng Chengcheng!

Why is she here?

"How could Chengcheng be Feng Jingyao's daughter?!"

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At that moment, Du Fei's incredulous voice reached his ears.

He Shuhuan then recalled Wang Yueqi's hesitant and stammering manner during the application process...

In a vague way, he seemed to have figured out everything.

Wang Yueqi clearly knew Feng Chengcheng's identity, which is why she kept it a secret!

That's why everyone was so shocked when they learned that they were going to the Feng Mansion!

While the three were still in a daze, the protest in front of the Feng Mansion became increasingly serious.

The bearded man in the front row, relying on his skill in fancy but ineffective martial arts, had already raised his iron bar and was smashing it towards the gate of the Feng Mansion.

The crowd behind them surged forward like a tidal wave.

Soon, the gatekeepers were no match for the force, and the iron gate was pulled open by the marching workers.

This action, when seen by Feng Chengcheng, made her face turn pale.

She turned to look at Luo Zhan behind her, her tone carrying a hint of pleading.

"Luo Zhan, can you lend me a hand?"

Luo Zhan was also watching the situation outside.

He originally planned to take his leave after dropping Feng Chengcheng off at the door, but he never expected such a big thing to happen as soon as he arrived.

Seeing Feng Chengcheng speak like this, he nodded and rushed towards the crowd in front of him.

Luo Zhan was already skilled in martial arts.

And how could these workers on site possibly be a match for him?

The bearded man who led the group seemed to have some skill, but it was nothing more than fancy moves.

He was quickly knocked down by Luo Zhan, who rushed to the front, with a single punch.

On the other side, the three applicants looked at each other for a long time.

Du Fei rushed forward first, leaving only this sentence in the air.

"Whether she is Feng Jingyao's daughter or not, I know she is our colleague Feng Chengcheng, so I'll go help her."

Upon hearing this, both Lu Erhao and He Shuhuan showed hesitation.

After all, Feng Chengcheng's father, Feng Jingyao, was the culprit who burned down the printing factory.

Logically speaking, they should have avoided anyone associated with Feng Jingyao.

But having spent so much time with Feng Chengcheng, they simply couldn't transfer Feng Jingyao's hatred onto her.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other and quickly gave a wry smile.

"Let's go! If we don't charge in now, that kid Du Fei is going to get his head smashed to bits!"

"Yes, he's been waiting for the two of us."

After a brief conversation, Lu Erhao and He Shuhuan also rushed forward.

The battle situation was extremely tense at this point.

Du Fei, who was the first to rush forward, had already protected his camera and casually picked up a stick from the ground, waving it wildly at the marching crowd.

He Shuhuan and Lu Erhao, who then rushed into the crowd, were skilled in some martial arts. They were now dealing with the workers surrounding them one by one and surging forward.

At this moment, the crowd had reached its most chaotic point.

Seeing the fights breaking out one after another, Feng Chengcheng in the front row couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"Uncle Xiang, if this continues, countless people will die or be injured! How can we tell you to stop?"

When Butler Xiang heard Feng Chengcheng's soft-hearted words, he immediately shook his head.

The old man is right.

Chengcheng is better suited to be a hothouse flower than to explore new territories.

Seeing that Uncle Xiang didn't say anything, Feng Chengcheng felt even more at a loss.

Just as she was in a panic, gunshots suddenly rang out one after another.

The leading workers even went directly to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the bearded man beside him said with a look of utter grief.

"Who fired the shot? What right did you have to shoot? I'm going to fight you to the death!"

Just as the bearded man knelt beside the men who were already lying on the ground, gunshots rang out again one after another.

The final shot even broke through the crowd and hit the bearded man directly.

With a thud, the bearded man collapsed to the ground.

"Shitou, are you okay?"

"Quickly, quickly, slow down the stone!"

"Stone!"

As the gunshots rang out, screams and curses erupted.

The crowd became increasingly agitated, and a stampede even occurred.

For Feng Chengcheng, a well-bred young lady who usually stayed at home, this scene was something she had never seen before.

She had never seen such a bloody scene before!

When the first gunshot rang out, she immediately gripped her handbag tightly.

But as the second sound rang out, Feng Chengcheng could no longer control her expression.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

It wasn't until the bearded man, who had been shouting the loudest, was shot and fell straight down in front of her that Feng Chengcheng watched as a stream of blood gushed out of his chest.

She clenched her teeth tightly until she could taste the faint metallic taste of blood in her mouth, at which point she realized she had even bitten her tongue until it bled.

Seeing the bearded man lying motionless in front of her, his eyes still open, Feng Chengcheng's face turned completely pale in an instant.

Overwhelmed with fear, her body began to sway, and she eventually fainted.

The butler, Uncle Xiang, immediately helped Feng Chengcheng up and shouted in a panic.

"Miss, are you alright?"

This scene also came into the view of the three musketeers at the door.

"what happened?!"

Du Fei, who was standing nearby, also panicked when he heard the gunshot.

He shielded his camera, ran through the crowd to He Shuhuan, and asked him back to back.

Hearing Du Fei's question, He Shuhuan's eyes also flashed with confusion.

He then looked around, seemingly searching for the source of the gunshot.