boom--
Taking advantage of Ye Feng's unpreparedness, several of Terry's subordinates, all first-rank Martial Emperors, launched a sneak attack, swooping down on him from behind.
As expected, before they could even get close, Ye Feng slapped them to death.
Just now, before Ye Feng killed Terry, he had already secretly used the Soul Searching Technique on him and learned all the information in his mind.
This includes the location where the other party is hiding Murong Anxiang's mother.
However, he was in a hurry to capture Song Qingce and had no time to spare, so he called the God of War and asked him to arrange for experts to come and help Murong Anxiang rescue her mother.
The soldiers arrived at the manor quickly, and Ye Feng informed them of the exact location.
"Go with them to rescue your mother. They will ensure your safety."
"Thank you, Sect Leader Ye. I will definitely repay you."
Murong Anxiang was very grateful to Ye Feng.
Before leaving, he gave Ye Feng a hug in public, and Ye Feng had a unique sweet scent.
After settling Murong Anxiang in, Ye Feng, Lan Yu, and his second master went to an underground wine cellar behind the manor.
Song Qingce was hiding in here.
The wine cellar is very large, with neat rows of wine cabinets filled with world-class wines treasured by Terry.
Many of these items cannot be purchased in the outside market.
Ye Feng didn't stand on ceremony and put them all into his storage space.
"Damn, so much good wine."
The second master also took away quite a lot, and was so happy he couldn't stop smiling.
"Next time I inscribe array patterns, I can drink some wine while I inscribe them. When my inspiration is bursting, I can arrange for you to go anywhere in a minute."
Ye Feng was exasperated and didn't bother to pay him any attention.
I could already picture in my mind the other person drunk and scribbling all over the ground in an embarrassing way.
Beside her, Lan Yu wrinkled her delicate nose and giggled.
"Second Master, I'm afraid you'll get so drunk that you won't know which way is which and you'll teleport us to Mars."
The second master blushed and pretended to be angry.
"You little brat, how can you talk like that? Do you think your second master is that unreliable?"
Lan Yu stuck out her tongue.
"It is even worse than that."
"You don't know anything. I was giving you a free trip around Earth. You should be thanking me."
"You're lucky you're alive if I don't kill you."
"Damn it, you little brat, you have such a vicious heart. I'm not taking you with me next time."
"I thank you in advance for letting me go, hehe..."
The second master got a black eye and a swollen face from being scolded.
The group searched the wine cellar but couldn't find Song Qingce anywhere; there wasn't even a trace of him.
Lan Yu looked at Ye Feng and said.
"That guy should have already escaped."
"He can't escape."
Ye Feng's eyes shot out two cold beams of light, and he spread out a vast net of divine sense, launching a carpet search of the entire Hong Kong Island within his perception.
Soon, his gaze turned to the northwest, and he flew there like lightning.
Lan Yu followed closely behind, her graceful figure gliding through the air like a startled swan, her deep blue Hanfu skirt fluttering in the wind.
The second master followed.
In the northwest, this area is remote, surrounded by mountains, and rarely visited by people.
There are no warriors from the Great Xia Dynasty guarding this place.
Deep in the jungle, an elderly man with silver hair, looking anxious, led a group of followers along a thorny path to the sea, where a ship had been waiting for some time.
"Let's go, hurry up, that brat Ye Feng is catching up."
The silver-haired old man was Song Qingce. He looked to be over seventy years old, with triangular eyes, a slightly narrow brow, a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and a gloomy gaze.
Just by looking at his face, you can tell that this person is a treacherous and cunning individual.
After his scheme was exposed, he hid in Terry's estate.
He knew perfectly well that Terry, that idiot, couldn't stop Ye Feng at all, and if he wanted to escape, he had to leave Hong Kong Island immediately.
We finally boarded the ship.
To be precise, it was a speedboat, fast and stealthy.
Because the surrounding sea area was blockaded by the warships of the Great Xia Dynasty, large ships are large targets and easily expose themselves.
"Ye Feng, you killed my son and ruined my business. I will never let you get away with this."
Song Qingce's eyes were filled with malice.
The sea breeze blew, fueling the flames of hatred in his heart.
It should be noted that he led the Song family in working hard for decades in Hong Kong to achieve the current situation.
I thought this time I could successfully surrender to the United States and give Song Jiabo a bright future.
But unexpectedly, Ye Feng ruined all of this.
"Oh shit!"
Song Qingce was filled with resentment.
Furthermore, it is worth mentioning that beside him was a sickly-looking, elegant woman with a sallow complexion but a refined air, clearly someone who frequented high society.
She was bound hand and foot, her mouth was gagged, and her carefully combed hair was slightly disheveled.
Both in appearance and demeanor, she bears a striking resemblance to Murong Anxiang.
This person is Murong Anxiang's mother, Wang Xuefang, who suffers from a terminal illness.
Previously, she had been imprisoned by Terry in a villa not far from the manor, and used to threaten Murong Anxiang.
However, Song Qingce kidnapped her on the way, before the God of War's men arrived.
Song Qingce was indeed a cunning old fox. He had done a lot of research on Ye Feng beforehand, and had thoroughly investigated his social relationships.
They knew about the relationship between the Ye Group and Murong Anxiang.
In his view, Ye Feng would never stand idly by if Murong Anxiang fell into Terry's hands.
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