Chapter 2468 Going to Huangquan Road Together

Hearing that Feng Shiwu actually called Feng Xinglang 'adopted father', he knew that his identity was not simple.

Moreover, Feng Shiwu also had another identity, that of Songtai's apprentice. It was obvious that both Feng Xinglang and Songtai were very fond of him.

And based on Feng Shishi's analysis and reasoning just now, Wu Song became more and more interested in him.

"Then let's split up and look for this black man's whereabouts! I hope Feng Xinglang is safe and sound!"

To be honest, Wu Song didn't want anything to happen to Feng Xinglang. On the one hand, I couldn't explain it to the boss; on the other hand, I felt pity that Feng Xinglang was a business genius. It would be such a shame if he really died like this.

"If my adoptive father is really unfortunate enough to go to hell...he won't be lonely! Because I will accompany him to go to hell! It's not a waste of time for me and his father and son!"

After saying that, Feng Shishi left. If the black man was a repeat offender, he must have accomplices around here.

But Wu Song was shocked on the spot. Because of Feng Shiwu’s words, ‘accompany Feng Xinglang on the road to hell’. I vaguely remembered, could this child be the child who replaced Feng Linnuo back then?

Their 'father and son' have already lived and died together! But this time...

It was really unbelievable to Wu Song that Feng Shishi had such deep filial piety towards Feng Xinglang.

It is enough to prove that Feng Xinglang is a good man who values ​​love and justice. Only then can I win such a heavy filial piety from this child. Taking the screenshot of the black man and Wu Song's almost Turkish friends, he finally found the clue about the black man in a convenience store near the airport. As can be seen from the surveillance video in the convenience store, this black man is often seen together

There was also a local Turkish man who came in and out of this convenience store.

There must be news under the heavy reward. Wu Song successfully asked the name and address of the Turkish native who came to accompany the black man.

In a residential area about ten kilometers away from the airport, Wu Song found it according to the address given by the convenience store clerk.

But when Wu Song and others broke in, they found that the house was empty. Only some tools for making fake passports and passes were found. Next to the machine, there are some photos scattered.

"This guy probably knew we were coming and escaped temporarily. In other words, we were already discovered when we entered the residential area!"

Wu Song nodded, "Search in the room: see if you can find something valuable!"

At this time, Feng Shiwu was sitting on the roof of the residential area. Beside him lay a corpse. It was precisely because of his tip-off that one of the robbers escaped.

Feng Shiwu did not chase him immediately, but sat on the roof of the residential area and quietly watched where the guy fled. Normally in this situation, he must have gone to find the leader who can make up his mind!

After seeing the local robber escape from the back door, he immediately got into a pickup truck and fled toward the suburbs. Feng Shiwu immediately flew down from the roof, jumped on the motorcycle he had just robbed, and followed him all the way.

Feng Shiwu and Wu Song cooperated quite well: one was pursuing the case openly and the other was following in secret.

Twenty minutes later, the pickup truck parked in front of a detached villa. This should be their meeting place.

Feng Shiwu parked the robbed motorcycle in the bushes, and after the Turk entered the gate, he climbed up the wall.

"Boss... boss... the accomplices of the deceased are chasing us!"

When the word "dead" came out from the simultaneous translator, Feng Shishi's heart pricked hard: Could it be that his adoptive father Feng Xinglang was really in danger? !

Feng Shiwu endured the sadness in his heart, flew down from the wall, and landed on the lawn in the courtyard almost silently. Under the cover of night, he climbed into the villa from the wall at the back.

In the living room on the ground floor of the villa, a muscular Caucasian man was sitting; and the black man who appeared on the surveillance camera at the airport gate was also there. This should be their usual gathering place.

"Accomplices? How many are there?" asked the white-skinned European at the head.

"They have...there are many people! This guy from Cote d'Ivoire is blind. He doesn't rob anyone, but he robs an important financial boss! Now the police and the embassy are tracing our whereabouts!!"

The native Turk angrily scolded the black man who first robbed Feng Xinglang and his son.

The white-skinned European picked up a passport on the desk and took a closer look at it, and once again matched it with the personal information collected on the laptop.

Feng Xinglang, the founder of GK Ventures... has a bunch of messy titles; he is the honorary president of this foundation, the representative of that charity, etc.

"The robbery has already been carried out... the person is dead... you also got the benefits, right? You blame me alone?"

The black man became furious, "Anyway, we have destroyed the corpses and wiped out all traces... They can't even find out even if they want to!"

When Feng Shishi heard the words 'the corpse has been destroyed and all traces have been destroyed', his heart was severely pinched again.

"I heard from the police that you, Cote d'Ivoire, have been left under surveillance at the airport exit! Even if the police don't pursue it, the embassy and Feng Xinglang's associates will not let you go!" the Turk hissed.

"I just robbed his mobile phone and handbag, but you beat him to death later! If you don't help me, I will surrender to the police station! I just robbed, but you killed..."

There was a "bang", and before the black man could finish speaking, the European leader shot him to death.

Instead of waiting for this guy named Ivory Coast to surrender at the police station, it is better to seal his mouth now. Dead people cannot speak, so this is the safest way.

Seeing that the boss shot the black man to death, the native Turk was also frightened.

"When a person dies, it's as normal as when a stinky rat dies!"

The white-skinned European wiped his gun and said to the shocked Turk: "Get rid of the body! Don't let him dirty my villa!"

"Okay... okay, I'll call someone to handle it right now!"

The Turkish man's hand trembling when he took out his cell phone, "But Feng Xinglang's accomplices have already found my home... I'm worried that they will find this place next! Boss, you'd better go abroad to avoid the limelight!"

"You don't have to worry about me... I have the protection of the military! No matter how powerful this guy named Feng Xinglang's associates are... they won't dare to go against the military!"

The leading European threw away the passport in his hand, "A grenade...with a bang, it blew them all to pieces! Hahaha!"

"Then guess, their grenades are faster, or my knife is faster!"

A cold dagger was pressed against the neck of the leader. Feng Shiwu spoke English, and this guy must understand it.

"Are you an accomplice of Feng Xinglang?" the leader asked.

"Yes! I am Feng Xinglang's accomplice! Where is he now?"

Feng Shiwu exerted a little force, and a bloody gash appeared on the leader's neck.

"I'm sorry to tell you that Feng Xinglang is dead!"

The leader was not afraid. He was using his eyes to signal the Turk to shoot Feng Shiwu.

"Then where is his body?" Feng Shiwu asked in a forbearing voice.

"I don't know! Disposing of corpses... I would never do it myself!"

There was a gunshot, and the Turks took the opportunity to shoot Feng Shiwu in the heart.

A strange scene appeared: he obviously fired at Feng Shiwu, but the bullet hit the leader.

And it’s right between the eyebrows!

When the Turk reacted and fired a second shot at Feng Shiwu, Feng Shiwu's figure flashed. When the bullet hit the opposite oil painting, there was already a sharp dagger on his neck.

"My knife is not only faster than grenades, but also faster than your bullets!"

At that moment, Feng Shiwu raised his knife and dropped it, and he directly removed the hand of the Turk holding the gun.

"Ah...ah...ah!!" The screams were heard in the villa.

"You took Feng Xinglang's..."

Feng Shiwu couldn't say the word 'corpse'. He really couldn't accept this cruel fact.

"Where is Feng Xinglang?" Feng Shishi hissed.

"I don't know...it was them...it was the two of them who killed Feng Xinglang! It was the two of them!"

The Turk wanted to throw all the blame on the dead black man and the Europeans who led him.

"Where is Feng Xinglang's body? Where is it?" Feng Shishi trembled, full of anger and sadness.

"I didn't throw the body...it was my friend from Cote d'Ivoire who threw the body! I can take you to find him!"

Generally speaking, this local guy is still aware of current affairs. There was already a bloody example in front of him: Feng Xinglang's accomplice was very intolerable! Only when he takes Feng Shiwu to find the body can he take the opportunity to escape.

"Call him and ask him to come here! Now!" Feng Shiwu said coldly.

"Okay...I'll fight now!"

Seeing Feng Shishi let go of himself, the Turk used his remaining hand to start dialing his accomplice's phone number.

The conversation between the two people was in the local Turkish dialect, and even a simultaneous translator did not work.

Feng Shiwu was not in a hurry or angry. He calmly changed the simultaneous translator from hands-free mode to headphone mode. It seemed like he didn't want to continue communicating with this guy.

Even though he couldn't understand what the Turk said to his accomplices, Feng Shiwu could feel that this guy probably hated him! So, he raised his head and looked around the roof of the villa.

After the Turks finished the call, Feng Shiwu also found a suitable gallows: the fan above his head!

Ten minutes later, the Turk who was hung under the fan of the villa was beaten into a hornet's nest by his companions who came to the rescue.

Among the noisy group of armed men, Feng Shiwu recognized the voice of the man who answered the phone. He was also the first to rush to the black man's side. He should be quite familiar with the black man.

Just when Feng Shishi was about to show up to capture the black accomplice alive, his cell phone vibrated... Only one person knew his cell phone number: Master Songtai!