For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

"Could it be that Manticol Company sent someone over?"

Not long after Naichun left, Luofeng used the power of the Kumanthong to discover the sneaky duo.

One of them was a man dressed as a policeman, and the other was a bald, big white man.

This pair is really too strange, and the two of them are obviously monitoring Naiharu.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't hear what they were saying..."

Luo Feng shook his head.

Kuman Thong are not gossips; their ability to gather information is somewhat limited.

Through the seven tiger tattoos, he was able to establish a sensory connection with the Kumanthong, but unfortunately, this connection also had some limitations.

"Occasionally, some images or pictures can be transmitted, but it is very difficult to hear other people talking or conversing with the Kumanthong."

However, both men were armed and came on menacingly; even a fool could tell they were up to no good.

Luo Feng wasn't the type to cause trouble, but he wasn't exactly good-natured either.

He could reasonably deduce that the same group of people had been rummaging through the store the last time.

"They might even be planning to find a chance to kill me."

Luo Feng sneered.

He had no intention of being polite.

They immediately instructed the Kumanthong to keep an eye on the two people.

When the man disguised as a police officer arrived at the door, he used "ghostly illusion" on him.

—Blinding eyes by ghosts, this is the most basic ability that Kuman Thong possesses.

To put it bluntly, it's about creating illusions and trapping people in a maze-like state.

The first man, disguised as a police officer, was initially blinded by hallucinations and panicked. Luo Feng then seized the opportunity to knock him unconscious and tie him up.

He took the opportunity to search the man's body, removed his police uniform, took his gun and personal belongings, and found his police identification in the man's wallet.

"This...this must be a fake, right? It looks almost identical to the real thing..."

Luo Feng clicked his tongue in amazement.

He couldn't tell the difference between real and fake, but the guy who dared to impersonate a police officer of this country and even had a police car nearby was definitely not simple.

"What if it's true..."

What a hassle, I was even thinking of calling the police.

The thought popped into Luo Feng's mind again. He stood there for a few seconds, then shook his head.

Now, this may not be a good approach.

Next, after he dragged the man to another room and settled him in, the bald, burly man clearly couldn't sit still any longer. He pulled out a gun and prepared to break into the villa.

Luo Feng had been lying in wait, and with another trick, he made his opponent fall into an illusion.

The interior of this small villa wasn't particularly large, but in the eyes of the bald, burly man who was hallucinating, the scene transformed into the forest leading to the night graveyard that Luo Feng had witnessed in his reincarnation fragments.

It was a dark, dense forest. Ahead lay a road, its surface gleaming white in the moonlight. This white road seemed to cleave through the dark forest, stretching into the distance with no end in sight.

The bald, burly man's eyes instantly filled with panic. He felt as if a breath was stuck in his throat, and his heart was being squeezed.

"That's impossible!"

The bald man's palms were sweaty as he gripped the gun, and he quickened his pace.

But in Luo Feng's eyes, the foreigner was just pacing back and forth in the living room, walking in a flustered manner.

He ran around in his hallucination, trying to find a way out.

In reality, the bald man walked back and forth a few times, and Luo Feng seized the opportunity to deliver a hard blow to him with his wooden baseball bat.

The foreigner was also knocked unconscious by him.

The force Luo Feng used was almost murderous.

He had no hesitation whatsoever if he were to kill those two people.

Especially after experiencing multiple cycles of reincarnation and facing life-or-death crises time and time again, his personality has become extremely decisive.

"No matter what, let's find out who these two people are first."

Luo Feng felt it was necessary to interrogate these two people, but he didn't have much experience in doing so.

"Why don't we just call Naichun... and let him handle it?"

That was his original thought; compared to himself, perhaps it would be a better decision to let Naichun handle this matter.

No!

Luo Feng suddenly realized that doing this might not be the right thing to do.

"How did these people find me? Not many people know about my trip to the Dala Resort... To trace my whereabouts, the only two leads are Uncle Chen and Naichun—"

His gaze turned cold.

Will Uncle Chen and Naichun betray me?

Perhaps it's possible, but if they wanted to do that, there was no need for them to help me so much. Besides, Naichun is clearly being followed and targeted.

"As for Uncle Chen... I don't think he would reveal my whereabouts, but Naichun is a possibility?"

Luo Feng thought of the police car.

That car could be modified or it could be a fake; however, the fact that the other party dared to impersonate a police officer means we can't use common sense to think about it...

"I remember," he tilted his head, a glint of light in his eyes, "Naichun mentioned that he used resources from his past as a policeman to find out what his uncle was investigating. Could it be that... Naichun is now being targeted by others because of this?"

This is not impossible.

At least this kind of investigation into the "big boss's" secrets has triggered the other party's vigilance. The plot of being targeted by the villain often happens in many melodramatic TV dramas.

Luo Feng's face grew increasingly gloomy.

He had a feeling that he was definitely caught up in trouble.

"Uncle, oh Uncle... what did you do to get involved with someone like that!"

Luo Feng's "Crisis Insight" talent made him somewhat wary of the two people who had broken into the villa.

He suspected that the bald, burly man and the young man dressed as a police officer were both ruthless and might even have murder on their hands.

"Everyone has their own destiny and fortune. Some people are born with good fortune and luck, while others are born with bad luck and a very low fate."

Luo Feng paused for a moment, his expression growing colder and colder.

"The fact that you two have run into me proves that your good luck has run out, and of all times it happened to be this time..."

A strange smile played on his lips.

"You deserve it! Your lives are coming to an end!"

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes, his gloom gradually turning into murderous intent. He planned to refine these two people into a "cursed artifact".

"Fortunately, this oil lamp was also delivered, which will serve as the 'main artifact' for the cursed item."

Luo Feng took out the kerosene lamp from before and placed it on the table.

He lit the oil lamp with a lighter, and the wick shone brightly through the glass shade, turning into a bright, flickering flame.

Luo Feng let out a slight sigh of relief. He clasped his hands together, looked directly at the oil lamp, and began to chant a spell.

He began to use the Seven-Section Tiger Technique, and the tattoo on his back seemed to "come alive," with many veins quickly bulging out and turning into large patches of dark purple veins.

Whoosh!

The wick of the kerosene lamp flickered a few times, then shot up and turned into a dark green flame.