Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Upon entering the courtyard, Wang Feng tiptoed to the main room and probed the room with his spiritual sense.

Upon seeing that the masked man in black was the same one from before, Wang Feng took out a dagger and pried open the door in a few quick movements.

Wang Feng moved very gently, and Duan Zhengde's lackey did not wake up. Wang Feng went to the bedside, grabbed the man's shoulder, and put him into the space warehouse.

After taking the lackey into the warehouse, Wang Feng used his spiritual sense to search the other rooms but found no one else. He then began searching the courtyard for money.

This person is probably no longer in this world. Wouldn't it be a waste not to keep the money in the house?

Having spiritual awareness makes finding things incredibly convenient.

In less than five minutes, Wang Feng found over a thousand yuan in the yard, along with various receipts, two small yellow croakers, a gun, and bullets, but nothing else of value.

This guy is way too poor; Wang Feng was speechless.

After jumping over the wall and out of the courtyard, Wang Feng took out his bicycle and headed towards the government compound.

Wang Feng intends to wipe out Duan Zhengde and his gang tonight. Since they've been offended, he'll eliminate them all, including Duan Zhengde's family. He doesn't plan to leave any loose ends; he doesn't want to leave any future troubles behind.

After dodging three patrols by the joint defense team while riding his bicycle, Wang Feng arrived near the government compound twenty minutes later.

After storing the bicycle in his spatial storage, Wang Feng circled around to the side of the compound and used his spiritual sense to probe the interior. Finding no one patrolling within ten meters, Wang Feng simply climbed over the wall and entered the compound.

Upon entering the courtyard, Wang Feng saw a patrol team armed with guns and flashlights approaching him from a distance.

There was also a patrol team on the side, but they weren't coming this way.

Wang Feng quickly hid under a large tree nearby, avoiding the patrol team's detection. He only revealed himself after the patrol team had gone far away.

Looking around, he saw that there were too many houses and he didn't know where to look for Duan Zhengde. Moreover, there were many patrols in the compound. As soon as he entered the compound, he saw two patrol teams. Searching aimlessly was too troublesome.

With that thought in mind, he entered the space.

I thought I could find Duan Zhengde without torture, but I didn't expect this government compound to be so big.

Upon arriving at the living area of ​​the space, Wang Feng beckoned Duan Zhengde's lackeys from the space's storage area.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Zhang Biao looked at Wang Feng, surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings, adopted a wary demeanor, and asked in a deep voice.

Wang Feng smiled slightly and did not answer the man's question. He reached out and tied Zhang Biao up like a dumpling with a pumpkin vine. He then reached out again and placed a burning honeycomb briquette next to the two of them.

Zhang Biao was stunned by the magical scene before him. He felt like he was no longer on Earth. The person in front of him simply raised his hand, and vines bound him up. Was this person even human?

Wang Feng didn't ask immediately. He knew these guys were stubborn and asking wouldn't help, and he didn't want to waste his time.

To Zhang Biao's astonishment, Wang Feng grabbed his hand and placed it into the burning honeycomb briquettes.

"Ah! Ah!"

Zhang Biao screamed in agony, his veins bulging all over his body, and his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

He tried to break free, but how could his strength of a hundred or so pounds compare to Wang Feng's strength of two thousand pounds?

Zhang Biao's hand was burned in the honeycomb briquette for several seconds until it was a bloody mess before Wang Feng finally let go of it.

Wang Feng looked at Zhang Biao and revealed a devilish smile.

"Now I'll ask you a question, and you'll answer it. If you dare to utter a single nonsense word, or dare to tell a lie, you'll know what it truly means to be worse than dead."

"Who...who are you? What do you want? I don't think I've ever offended you," Zhang Biao shouted.

Wang Feng smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, your answer is wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng grabbed Zhang Biao's other hand and put it into the honeycomb briquette.

"Ah! Ah!"

Zhang Biao was in so much pain that his veins bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and cold sweat poured down his face.

It was so painful; even though he had served in the military, he couldn't withstand such torment.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, let me go, I'll tell you everything!" Zhang Biao shouted frantically.

Wang Feng released Zhang Biao's hand and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Biao".

This time, Zhang Biao learned his lesson and didn't utter a single unnecessary word.

"very good."

Wang Feng was also satisfied with Zhang Biao's attitude and continued to ask, "What is your relationship with Duan Zhengde?"

"I used to be a soldier under Duan Zhengde. Because Duan Zhengde had been kind to me, he let me fake my death and work for him behind the scenes."

Wang Feng smiled and nodded, then asked, "Is Duan Zhengde a traitor? Does he have any connection with Xiao Rizi? Where does he live now? Give me his detailed address."

Zhang Biao shook his head: "I don't know if Minister Duan is a traitor. I've worked for him for ten years and I've never seen him have any contact with Xiao Rizi. His home address is XXXXXXXXX in the government compound."

"Very good, you're at least sensible."

Upon hearing the satisfactory answer, Wang Feng waved his hand and sent Zhang Biao back into his spatial storage.

Stepping out of the space, Wang Feng saw another patrol team passing by. He was speechless; the patrols were just too frequent.

He had only been in the space for less than ten minutes when another patrol team came to patrol. The level of security was comparable to that of an ancient imperial palace.

After the patrol team had gone far away, Wang Feng quickly headed towards the courtyard where Duan Zhengde lived.

After dodging two patrols, Wang Feng finally arrived at Duan Zhengde's courtyard.

Duan Zhengde did not live in a courtyard house or a tenement building, but in a two-story bungalow.

Wang Feng, familiar with the process, first used a dagger to pry open the bolt on the main door, then opened the door and went inside.

After closing the door, Wang Feng quickly used his spiritual sense to search the surroundings and soon found Duan Zhengde and his wife, who were fast asleep in their room on the first floor.

Wang Feng pried open the door bolt and entered the room. While the couple was fast asleep, he took them into his spatial dimension.

Wang Feng can only use his spiritual sense to collect things weighing less than 100 jin (50 kg), which is still too light. If he could collect 150 jin (75 catties), he could basically use his spiritual sense to collect people.

Duan Zhengde was quite fat, weighing at least 190 pounds. His wife was neither fat nor thin, but she also weighed over 100 pounds. It was just that he couldn't get her into his lap, which left Wang Feng feeling somewhat helpless.

Upon arriving on the second floor, Wang Feng discovered a young man in his twenties. He pried open the door and, without saying a word, took him into his spatial storage.

After confirming that no one was in the house, Wang Feng quickly used his spiritual sense to search for it. He found more than two thousand yuan, some receipts, and three guns, but nothing else of value. He didn't even find a small yellow croaker.

Wang Feng knew that Duan Zhengde must have hidden his gold and silver treasures outside, so it was normal that there were only these things in the house.

After leaving the small house, Wang Feng thoughtfully closed the door. After evading several patrols, Wang Feng safely climbed out of the government compound.