Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

As soon as Wang Feng entered the compound, he saw someone in the distance shining a flashlight in his direction. Wang Feng quickly hid behind a big tree, avoiding the patrol team's beam of light.

Two or three minutes later, after the patrol team had left, Wang Feng finally appeared and ran towards Zhang Jianlian's house.

Wang Feng clearly felt that the number of patrol teams in the government compound had more than doubled compared to before, which was a bit too strict.

Every two hundred meters or so, Wang Feng would encounter a patrol team. Fortunately, his eyesight and hearing were now far beyond those of ordinary people, and his reaction speed was also very fast. Otherwise, it would have been really difficult to evade so many patrol teams.

He encountered six patrol teams along the way, but he avoided them all. When Wang Feng arrived at Zhang Jianlian's house, he took out a dagger and prepared to pry open the door.

But as he tried to pry it up, he realized something was wrong; he couldn't move it at all.

Upon using his spiritual sense to investigate, Wang Feng discovered that there was an iron nail stuck in the door lock, with a rope tied to the nail.

Wang Feng knew that as long as an iron nail was inserted into the door bolt while sleeping, it would be impossible to pry the bolt open from the outside. This was indeed a very effective anti-theft method, and he had used it at home when he was a child.

It seems these people have become quite shrewd, knowing that even in government compounds, safety isn't absolute, but these tricks are no problem for him.

With his current spiritual sense, Wang Feng can collect an item weighing 100 kilograms within ten meters. Removing the iron nail from the door bolt would be a piece of cake for him.

Wang Feng controlled his spiritual sense and removed the iron nail in less than a second. He then easily pried open the door bolt with a dagger.

Upon entering the courtyard and closing the door, Wang Feng's spiritual sense quickly located Zhang Daqiang and a middle-aged fat man, but he did not find anyone else.

Is Zhang Daqiang's mother not here? If so, this is a bit troublesome.

He always eliminates problems completely. If he misses Zhang Daqiang's mother, it won't be so easy to find and kill her again next time. After all, she's not dead. If she knows someone is seeking revenge, wouldn't she hide?

Wang Feng was somewhat helpless, but since he was already here, he could only arrest Zhang Daqiang and his son first.

After prying open Zhang Daqiang's door, Wang Feng found Zhang Daqiang still fast asleep. He grabbed Zhang Daqiang's shoulder and put him directly into his spatial storage.

He pried open Zhang Jianlian's door again, and Zhang Jianlian, that fat bastard, was snoring so loudly that it shook the heavens. Without saying a word, Wang Feng put him into his spatial storage.

Wang Feng wasn't in a hurry to leave. Since he was here, he couldn't leave empty-handed.

After searching the house, he found more than four thousand yuan, various receipts, and a pistol.

He didn't find any large or small yellow croakers or antique jade, but he did find eight specially supplied Zhonghua cigarettes and three cases of specially supplied Moutai.

As for other items that weren't of much value, Wang Feng didn't take them.

After stepping outside the courtyard, Wang Feng thoughtfully closed the door for him and used his spiritual sense to lock the door with a bolt, inserting an iron nail into the bolt.

When others come to investigate tomorrow, it will probably be another bizarre disappearance mystery.

Having evaded five patrol teams once again, Wang Feng safely climbed out of the government compound.

Arriving at a secluded alley far from the government compound, Wang Feng entered his spatial dimension and summoned Zhang Daqiang and his son.

The two were wearing pajamas and had just been released from the space warehouse. They were still lying on the ground, fast asleep.

Wang Feng chuckled, raised his hand, and with a wave, the pumpkin vines instantly bound the two of them tightly together.

With a thought, the burning honeycomb briquette landed on Zhang Daqiang's stomach.

"Aaaaaah!"

Zhang Daqiang was instantly jolted awake from his sleep by the pain, letting out a piercing scream. He quickly swept the honeycomb briquettes off his body, but his hands were also burned and bloodied.

"Aww."

Zhang Jianlian was awakened by Zhang Daqiang's screams. He looked blankly at the unfamiliar surroundings. When he saw that he was tied up like a dumpling and that his son Zhang Daqiang's stomach and hands were covered in blood and flesh, screaming pitifully, he was immediately horrified.

"Daqiang, Daqiang, what's wrong? What happened? Where are we?"

Zhang Daqiang was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, let alone answer his father. Just as he looked at the honeycomb briquette beside him, he suddenly saw a figure to the side and exclaimed in shock:

"Wang Feng, is that you?"

Wang Feng smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's me."

Zhang Jianlian looked to the side and indeed saw a young man who shouted at Wang Feng:

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? I am Zhang Jianlian, Vice Minister of Public Security! How dare you kidnap a high-ranking leader and harm his family? Do you have any respect for the law?"

"Hehe, Zhang Jianlian, your son sees that my wife is beautiful and wants to take her for himself. Does your son have any respect for the law? Is his arrogance due to your indulgence?" Wang Feng asked with a smile.

"Do you think we ordinary people are just people you can manipulate and oppress at will?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianlian glared at Zhang Daqiang and pointed at him, launching into a tirade of curses:

"Zhang Daqiang, you beast! I told you to keep a low profile, but what have you done? Now look what's happened! You've almost killed me! You've really screwed me over!"

Zhang Daqiang did not answer Zhang Jianlian's question. He looked at Wang Feng and said in a deep voice:

"Wang Feng, I advise you to release us immediately. Do you know what crime it is to kidnap a deputy minister? It's a capital offense. Not only you, but your wife will also be implicated."

"If you let us go, I promise I won't pursue this matter today, and I will never cause you any trouble again. What do you say?"

Zhang Jianlian nodded: "Yes, Comrade Wang Feng, I have heard about what happened between you and my son. It was indeed my son's fault. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please don't do anything foolish. I can guarantee that I will not pursue the matter further and will not cause you any trouble in the future. In addition, I can give you a thousand yuan as compensation."

Wang Feng sighed slightly: "Zhang Jianlian, it's a pity that you've been tricked by your son this time. We're all smart people. Now that I've arrested you two, there's no way I'll let you go back alive."

As he spoke, Wang Feng glanced at the two of them again, revealing a devilish smile:

"Alright, I'll let you experience what it's like to be worse than dead first, and then I'll ask you some questions. If your answers satisfy me, I'll let you suffer less. Otherwise, you'll experience what it's like to think that even wanting to die is a luxury."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng grabbed Zhang Jianlian's hand and put it into the burning honeycomb briquettes.

"Comrade Wang Feng, calm down, you must calm down!"

"Ah! No! No!"