boyutpedia Chapter 20 Feng Xingtong: There's a mole, terminate the deal.
Chapter 20 Feng Xingtong: There's a mole, terminate the deal.
As the sun sets and the moon rises, the night breeze stirs and the moonlight scatters across the earth, each drop a perfect moment for burying the dead.
At the contestants' rest area, Feng Baobao, dressed in the work uniform of Na Du Tong, was seen squatting on a tree, holding a shovel. Her long, fine hair stood quietly on both sides of her face. Not far from her was the house where Wang Ye was.
Feng Baobao looked around; it was quiet and there was no movement. She checked the time again and, to make sure no one was passing by, she tiptoed down from the tree.
Under the bright moonlight, with no leaves to obscure her view, Feng Baobao pulled out a gas mask from her bosom, put it on, and, fully equipped, exuded confidence.
As for where the gas mask came from...
Don't ask, just tell me it's in your pocket, something no one else wants.
I was just passing by; it was a casual thing to do.
She cautiously made her way to Wang Ye's room, put down the shovel, took out a lighter and a thin white sleeping pill from her pocket, lit it, tore a hole in the window paper, and slowly pushed it inside through the small hole. Her technique was skillful, clearly that of a repeat offender.
This is called Desire-Binding Incense. It has the same properties as a sleeping drug. Once inhaled, it takes at least half an hour for the person to wake up.
After waiting for half an hour and seeing that the incense had burned out, Feng Baobao picked up a shovel, carefully opened the door bolt, and tiptoed inside under the moonlight.
At this moment, Master Wang was lying sprawled out on the bed, sleeping in a carefree and extremely rough manner.
To Feng Baobao's surprise, even though there was no air conditioning in the room, the air felt rather cold.
Just to be on the safe side, she skillfully took out a handkerchief stained with a sedative from her pocket and quietly covered Wang Ye's mouth and nose. This was a necessary procedure to prevent the victim from waking up during the process.
After all, the last time Shi Tong paid the bill, he lacked experience and spent a lot of effort beforehand, so this time, he must be fully prepared.
What?
You might ask where this handkerchief stained with sleeping pills came from?
Ok……
Children shouldn't pry into adults' affairs.
As a temporary worker who knows everything, it's perfectly reasonable for her to use some drugs unless absolutely necessary.
The fourth brother said that these things can be used, but they cannot be absent.
A dozen seconds later, the handkerchief felt slightly warm. Feng Baobao then put the handkerchief away, put it on a burlap sack, and swaggered out of the room carrying Yue Qing on her back.
Under the moonlight, she carried Yue Qing to the back mountain.
This is where Shi Tong paid the bill before. We'll make do with it now and use it to pay Yue Qing's bill this time.
Ten minutes later, in the back hill area, a half-sized pit was exposed, with hemp rope, mineral water, cement and other items placed around the open space.
Feng Baobao put Wang Ye down, lifted the sack, and examined the depth ratio between the latter and the pit. She felt that it was quite different, so she rolled up her sleeves, picked up a shovel, and immediately began digging.
Meanwhile, as Feng Baobao was busy, a gentle breeze blew across the open space, and Wang Ye sat up, his face changing instantly, returning to its original appearance.
Yue Qing looked at the items in front of him and clicked his tongue: "That bastard Zhang Chulan is really cunning. He actually prepared so many things. It seems he also wants to experience the taste of Wudang's big cunning."
Yue Qing's voice rang out from behind. Feng Baobao, who was digging a hole, raised an eyebrow and swung a shovel in a wide arc behind her, but Yue Qing intercepted it with one hand.
"Big brother, you're really something! Even double insurance couldn't take you down... Wait, you're not Wang Ye!"
Feng Baobao was very confident in her preparations, but when she saw that the person was not Wang Ye, her round eyes were filled with doubt.
Oh no, it's haunted!
I've kidnapped the wrong person!
"Big brother, do you believe me if I say this is a misunderstanding?"
Feng Baobao blinked, her face full of sincerity.
Yue Qing smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and without saying a word, swung his Wudang authentic big slap. The force was so great that before it even got close to the former's face, the force sent him flying.
Feng Baobao is fine, she just feels a little sore on her face.
The moment he landed, a sharp knife slid out from his sleeve, and with a flip, he used the momentum to his advantage and charged directly at Yue Qing.
Upon seeing this, Yue Qing smiled.
The Secret of the Soldier: Make Your Weapons Powerful!
Then, just as the sharp knife in Feng Baobao's hand was about to touch the other person's neck, it suddenly stopped and could not go any further.
Feng Baobao was completely bewildered. Despite gripping the knife handle tightly, no matter how hard she tried, the sharp knife just wouldn't go in.
It's like an old man pushing a cart that's gone limp at the door!
Outrageous!
Feng Baobao said, "Big Brother, why don't you move forward a little?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt her hand loosen, and the sharp knife flew backward involuntarily, embedding itself directly into the tree trunk behind her.
"My sword—!!!"
Feng Baobao was disarmed, and in her confusion, sadness welled up within her.
It's like your girlfriend being raped by a blond guy; your fighting power instantly drops by half.
During this time, Yue Qing grabbed him, sealed his Qi meridians, dragged him into the pit, and used the Earth River Chariot technique to bury him directly below the neck into the pit.
Even the best of men make mistakes.
Tonight, Feng Baobao has really messed up.
First, he inexplicably kidnapped the wrong person, then his own weapon betrayed him, and finally, he was taken down by Yue Qing's smooth little combo...
The baby is suffering inside, but the baby won't say it.
Yue Qing glanced at the bucket next to him, and then said in front of Feng Baobao, "Let me tell you, burying someone also requires a professional approach. You have to mix water and soil to a certain ratio and fill it in according to different dilution ratios. The soil will perfectly conform to the curves of your body. This way of burying someone is especially comfortable."
Listening to his words, Feng Baobao felt they sounded increasingly familiar. Looking at the Taoist priest before her, she exclaimed, "Big Brother, you're using my lines!"
Yue Qing chuckled, gave the girl a flick on the forehead, and said righteously, "What you say is yours, so it's yours. Let me tell you, whoever says it has the right to say it!"
Feng Baobao was taken aback. This guy was even more shameless than Zhang Chunan. After thinking for a moment, she quickly said, "Big Brother, why don't you consider taking me as your apprentice?"
Upon hearing this, Yue Qing immediately shook his head.
Then, under their questioning gazes, he swaggered away.
Yue Qing only wanted the Eight Extraordinary Techniques and to explore the secrets of ascension; he had no intention of getting involved with this girl's karma.
As for Wang Ye, since he is my junior brother, I'm just passing by.
……
The quarterfinals began early the next morning!
Zhang Chulan waited anxiously in the middle of the room, determined to succeed. But when he saw Wang Ye walk in, he already knew the answer in his heart.
Oh no, Bao'er messed up!
Wang Ye looked at the other person with a smile, and cursed fiercely, "You're quite the player, you scoundrel!"
Meanwhile, in another match...
Since Feng Baobao failed to enter the arena, her match against Feng Xingtong was considered a forfeit according to the rules, and Feng Xingtong thus advanced to the semi-finals in a daze.
Despite being the victor, Feng Xingtong showed no joy whatsoever.
He bet on himself to lose at the gambling site, Canglong, and now he's inexplicably won. He's lost a year's worth of pocket money, which is really upsetting.
Feng Zhenghao looked at his son with a smile. Although the boy's victory was quite strange, as a businessman, Chairman Feng knew one thing: luck is also a part of strength.
For him, advancing would bring him immense benefits, and he didn't care about anything else.