Looking at the back of the young man who was vaguely familiar, walking towards the manor gate, Zheng Hantai walked into the living room and asked his father:

"Dad, that person looked familiar just now. Have you come to cause trouble before?"

"Why do you care about so much? Why don't you stay in school and run back to do it? Don't forget what I said. If you still can't get the senior butler qualification this year, don't think you have pocket money in the future." Almost let your son run into it, butler Zheng first sweated coldly, and then vented all his anger on him.

Zheng Hantai felt bad when he was robbed by his father for no reason. As an outstanding student at Nanda Housekeeper College, he can earn a lot of money with a single tap on his doctor's license, lawyer's license and chef's license. Even the tuition is exempted. In addition, he doesn't need to worry about "pocket" issues at all. But thinking that the studio has been in a hurry to pay for funds recently, it's better not to talk back, and he said with a calm look on his face:

"Dad, how dare I forget your words. I just left my notebook in the room and rushed back as soon as I listened to the lecture. I will complete every subject seriously this semester and will definitely be able to obtain the qualification of a senior housekeeper. You can wait and see it with confidence."

Butler Zheng looked at his son suspiciously. He knew Zheng Hantai too well. It would be difficult for him to stay at home for a few days on weekdays. There must be something wrong with this sudden change in attitude, and he said:

"Suddenly, is there something to ask me for it?"

"Hehe, Dad, you are so precautionary. You have guessed it." Zheng Hantai showed a hint of cunning on his face. He did come back on an excuse this time.

"Stop flattering. If you are causing trouble or asking for money, there is no need to say." Butler Zheng directly exposed the bottom line.

Zheng Hantai immediately showed a bitter face when he heard this. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I need some money. Can I advance my pocket money for next month?"

"You have already made all your pocket money for the past two months last month. Do you still want to make the payment for the next month?" Mr. Zheng looked stern and felt a headache for his son to spend money in the past two years.

"Will the advancement of next month be OK?" Zheng Hantai begged.

"There is still a repayment period for credit cards. I haven't passed these two months. You want money again. Do you really think your dad is a billionaire?" Butler Zheng glared at him angrily.

Zheng Hantai: "Then can you lend me a little first, okay?"

Butler Zheng: "No!"

"Since that's the case, I have to sell the trophy as gold." Zheng Hantai said as he walked towards the storage room, looking indifferent.

"Baby, are you trying to anger me?"

Butler Zheng looked slightly angry. Seeing him pushing open the door and heading straight to the trophy counter, he was really afraid that he would sell the two pure gold trophys he won in the World Butler's Evaluation in the past two years. He followed him hurriedly and said, "If you dare to sell the trophy, I won't break your legs!"

Zheng Hantai heard that his father was trying to compromise, and was immediately happy. He still pretended to be helpless on his face and said, "I don't want it either, but now I'm short of money to spend, so I have to sell these two trophys..."

"It's okay to borrow money, but you have to explain the reason."

Butler Zheng took the trophy from him and put it back. The trophy counter was filled with nearly a hundred gold and silver trophys of all sizes. This was the honor won by the fourth generation of the Zheng family. He didn't want this honor to be broken in Zheng Hantai's generation.

"There is no reason, I'm short of money anyway." Zheng Hantai knew his father's thoughts. If he told the story of online games, he would definitely be banned.

"Stupid boy..." Butler Zheng was about to get angry, but saw that his son had a firm intention on his face, he swallowed the words back when he said, and asked in a calm voice, "Tell me, how much do you want to borrow?"

"Twenty million." Zheng Hantai said simply and neatly.

"Twenty million?!"

Butler Zheng looked surprised. Even though he had been a butler in the Yang family for more than 20 years, he didn't just take it. Although the Huifang Manor is worth more than 2 billion, it was given by Yang Zhenhua after all. Now that the Yang family is in trouble, he is already planning to sell Fenfang Manor and leave it to Yanfeng as urgent funds.

"You little brat, don't even consider how much you have to spend money. 20 million yuan. It's almost the same if you sell all the trophys on the counter!" Butler Zheng finally got angry.

The price of 1 gram of pure gold is nearly 6,000 yuan, and a pure gold trophy weighs only 200 grams. The number of champion trophys on the counter is only more than 20, and the rest are runner-up and third-place trophys. All of these big and small trophys are estimated to be about 30 million.

"This is what you said. I will only take two trophys that belong to me. Grandpa wants to ask, please explain it to me." Zheng Hantai grabbed a brand new pure gold trophy in one hand.

Although he didn't know much about his son's affairs, butler Zheng could at least see his persistence in the Yang family. When he walked to the door, butler Zheng finally couldn't help but shout: "I can give you 20 million, but there is a condition!"

Fenfang Manor is a villa in a special area because it is all places where the rich live, with few residents, and there are no bus points on the road, so smart taxi will not pass through this area.

Yan Feng had just left Fenfang Manor and was about to send a smart taxi to the page. Suddenly, a slight breath was heard in his ear. With a thought, he put away the VC machine and walked towards the platform at the intersection of Jinghu Road. He had just walked not far away, two young men in black uniforms appeared in the green woods on the side of the road, and said to the other end of the VC machine:

"He went to you."

"Two people at the end, ahead...one, two."

Since the blood crystals merge into the body, the blood boiling attack cycle has been significantly shortened, Yanfeng's luck has become more difficult, and the ability to listen to sound and distinguish positions has also been greatly enhanced. Before getting close, you can vaguely hear the breathing and heartbeats of the two people in the woods ahead.

Seeing him approaching, the two people in the ambush pulled down their hoods and attacked quietly from behind. Each of them held a dagger and an electric baton in their hands.

Seeing that the two people were approaching, Yan Feng did not turn around and take the initiative, but let them poke the electric baton on his waist.

"Hiss..."

With a slight sound, Yan Feng felt a numbness all over his body, and then he closed his eyes and slowly fell down to pretend to be dizzy.

"Contact Mr. Zhu and let them wait for us at the bottom of the excretion gate." The leader said calm, obviously he was quite experienced in dealing with such things.

When Yan Feng heard the word "Zhu Shao", he was sure that his guess was correct and allowed them to tie themselves up and stuff them into the car box.

"Since you are in a hurry to find me, let's solve you in advance."

He had a hundred ways to make an ordinary man disappear without knowing it, but Zhu Xiaonan and the other four were rich young men after all, and any one of them would be quite alarmed. Because the kidnapping incident had been so many days after so many days, he did not deal with this hidden danger. However, if the other party wants to attack him, he will definitely hide his whereabouts first. This kind of thing cannot be too ostentatious. The thugs he hired are probably only four people in the car, and they should all belong to underground organizations.

The electric car drove quickly on the flat highway for more than twenty minutes before stopping.

"Please him in." The leading young man opened the lid of the car and ordered the other two.

"Hehe, after waiting for a few days, I finally got this kid!" Chen Yibin's obscene and cold voice sounded in the excretion gate.

When the four black uniform thugs tied Yan Feng tightly to the iron pillar, Zhu Xiaonan said calmly:

"Wake him up."

"Mr. Zhu, he was shocked by two 100,000-volt electric batons just now. No matter how strong his body is, he can't stand it. He may not be able to wake up for a while..." the leading young man explained.

"He has been in a coma. How do we torture him? What is the difference between beating him and hitting a sandbag?" Chen Yibin picked up Yan Feng's chin with an iron rod worth more than half a meter long.

The leading young man frowned slightly, and winked at a subordinate next to him, and said something lightly: "Broken finger."

Upon hearing this, even Zhu Xiaonan and the other four who had used many methods could not help but shiver and said intimidatingly: "It's cruel!"

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. The pain of the broken finger will wake up immediately even in a state of drowsiness. The young thug who was instructed pulled a sharp dagger from the thigh leather hood and cut it directly towards Yan Feng's right index finger without saying a word. Just when everyone thought that the finger of the right hand was about to be cut off, a slight sound of iron entering the crack of the rock was heard in his ears, and the white blade was embedded in the index finger and middle finger of the right hand!

When the young thug found that the dagger was unpulled, he was shocked and quickly let go and retreated, looking at the young man tied to the pillar with wide eyes.

"What?" The leading young man also noticed something strange, but he still didn't believe that the young man with a weak figure in front of him had such a method. Moreover, when he attacked the sneak attack just now, he obviously hit him twice with an electric baton. They often used this type of surprise weapons, and they knew the power of the electric baton. The voltage of 100,000 volts was released instantly to knock down an elephant. No matter how strong the human physique was, it would be impossible to bear it.

But they never dreamed that after Yan Feng himself produced the power of lightning, he was affected by the 100,000-volt electric baton electric shock, and those two electric shocks were just "recharge" to him.

"He...he grabbed my knife..." The young thug's voice trembled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Feng's fingers moved slightly, and the dagger cut off the binding rope, and several circles of rubber ropes fell to the ground.

"What?!" The eight people were shocked.

"You guys are asking me again and again, it seems that they are impatient to live." His voice was plain, but his cold eyes made the eight people feel cold all over.

"You guys... grab him!" Chen Yibin was frightened and his whole body shivered.

"He was hit twice with electric shocks, how could he still move?!" At this time, the four thugs already knew that the target was a powerful character, but due to the organization's regulations, they could only bite the bullet and take action.

"Don't hold back, don't bother with your life!" The leading young man made a harsh remark, pulling his sharp dagger straight to Yan Feng's neck.
Chapter completed!