MTL - Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

However, the more Da Jinya was like this, Ye Feng looked at him more and more.

A dog that bites does not bark!

This one seems to be the real ruthless stubble.

If it were placed at any other time, Ye Feng would definitely not let the tiger go back to the mountain, lest the wild fire would not burn out and the spring wind would blow it back again.

However, considering that each member of the Undertaker Organization's golden thugs team is rather special, and seems to be related to the mysterious organization he wanted to track down, Ye Feng still let them go.

After silently remembering the characteristics of these people, he turned his attention to Pu Zhichang and others.

Pu Zhichang and his party should really not have the guts to speak loudly to Ye Feng at this moment.

Seeing that the golden thugs team of the Undertaker Organization were all deflated under Ye Feng's hands, they exited in embarrassment.

After they watched those people leave, their voices also weakened, "Brother, can we leave now?"

"I feel like my body is hurting, as if it's really serious."

"I want to go to the hospital to see a doctor..."

When talking about this, Pu Zhichang, Kuncha and the others actually had a little pleading in their tone.

Ye Feng naturally didn't want to waste time with them.

With a wave of his hand, he signaled that they could get out.

However, Pu Zhichang and his party seemed to be amnesty, and hurriedly expressed their thanks, "Thank you, brother, thank you, brother!"

"Brother, you are really a prime minister who can hold a boat in your stomach!"

"thanks, thanks!"

"Then let's not bother, and withdraw first!"

As he said that, fearing that Ye Feng would repent, he quickly asked his subordinates to help him leave the field.

Dao Scarzui, who had been in the gold digger team of the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets, wanted to fish in troubled waters, so he ran away.

But how could Ye Feng forget him.

Dao Scarzui just lowered his head and was about to turn around and leave, when Ye Feng yelled at him, "You, stop."

Afterwards, Ye Feng didn't need to say much, the gold digger team of the empire on which the sun never sets quickly kicked the scarred mouth to avoid being affected by the fish pond.

Immediately, he hurriedly hid from the plague **** and left the scene quickly.

Dao Scarzui was kicked in front of Ye Feng, but he had an expression of being overwhelmed, with his head down and his hands not knowing where to put it.

Seeing this, Ye Feng shook his head, "Why are you dumb?"

"When the four gold digger teams came over and the Undertaker organization gold beater team came over, weren't you quite able to say it?"

Dao Scarzui looked embarrassed for a while.

After a while, he said, "I, I don't have any oil on my body."

"It's more than 10 million in total. It's still patchwork, and I'm going to buy Picasso paintings from the team members of the League of Haters of the Rich."

Only then did Ye Feng react.

Cooperating with this guy, he thought that he wanted to get wool from him too.

After a sneer, he said, "Do you think I only kept you here just to squeeze the wool from your body?"

Dao Scarzui was startled when he heard the sound.

As if reacting, his face was embarrassed, "Then you are because, I just said that you are stupid, and you gloated when the people from the Undertaker Organization came over?..."

Afterwards, he hurriedly apologized and slapped himself wildly, "Then what, I'm just being mean."

"Don't take it too seriously."

"I'm going to slap myself right now, and I promise I won't do it again in the future!"

He is definitely afraid of Ye Feng to the marrow.

Pull yourself up, that's really hard work.

After two or three big mouths, his face became red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were faintly bloodshot.

Seeing this, Ye Feng didn't stop him.

It was only when he was so drawn that his eyes were a little out of focus, and it seemed that his brain began to enter a state of dizziness, that he said, "How to punish you, we will talk about it later."

"Now let's talk about how you got in touch with the team of the Alliance of Haters of the Rich."

"If the clues you provide are valuable enough, I can consider lenient and punish you later."

Dao Scarzui was probably stunned again when he heard the sound, "The team from the League of Haters of the Rich?"

Ye Feng nodded.

"This group of people didn't follow the rules. They took 100 million of my money and took advantage of it. After taking the money, they actually made trouble and exposed the news that Picasso's painting "Dream" was in my hands."

"If I don't want to find a way to get revenge, it would be too cheap for them!"

"Then I may not be able to help." Scarmouth said without hesitation, "I'm just a businessman in charge of recovering some gold, gemstones, and collectibles on the black market."

"Before that, it was mainly to attract some customers through small advertisements posted on the Internet."

"It was people from the Alliance of Haters of the Rich who suddenly called me last night and asked me to come here to trade today."

Ye Feng frowned slightly, "Did they take the initiative to contact you?"

"Yes." Dao Scarzui said honestly, "The rules in our industry have always been that you should not ask questions and ask nonsense."

"Last night, they said that there is a very valuable and rich collection that can be sold to me at a low price, and they asked me to prepare tens of millions of funds or something."

"I didn't think much about it at the time, I hurried to raise money, and then came over."

"After I came here, I found out that what they were going to give me was Picasso's "Dream", a well-known collection handed down from the Jerry Bruns family, and then realized that they should be members of the League of Haters ..."

Ye Feng was a little disappointed, but continued, "Do you still have the number and call records that they contacted you at that time?"

Dao Scarzui quickly took out the phone, unlocked it and showed it to Ye Feng, "There are still call records."

"However, from the caller ID, they called me from a public phone booth."

"It is estimated that there is no useful information to be found."

Ye Feng ignored the second half of his sentence.

He took his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, and listened to the call log again.

After memorizing some of the key information, he handed the phone back to Scarzui.

"In addition to these, judging from your experience in dealing with the other party, what other clues can help you find them?"

"Remember memories well."

"They will directly affect how hard I will punish you later."

Scarred mouth heard the sound, obviously a little scared.

After picking up the phone, he frowned and thought hard for a while.

After a long while, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, "You reminded me so much, I really remembered it!"

"The guy who came to trade with me today, he's left-handed."

"And he speaks with an accent from the western suburbs of Fog City."

"Although he tried his best to control it, he can still hear some accent features that cannot be concealed."

Ye Feng's expression changed when he heard the sound, "Is there any more?"

"His facial features, body features, I also remember these..." Scarred mouth was reminded like this, as if enlightened, and immediately started to talk endlessly.