Chapter 1868 (1/2)

Chapter 1007 - Wilson

”Could it be that there's something wrong with my information?” Ji Feng couldn't help but think.

Ji Feng was curious, because the information they got was that the head of the White Hand Party's number one powerful family and his steward had taken a car and left the villa, preparing to leave New York. But from the looks of it, how could this be the Patriarch's style?

The intelligence report should not be wrong!

Ji Feng could not help but frown. The information that he had obtained was not from someone else, not from him, but from Ji Feng who had snuck into the manor and eavesdropped on the conversation between the middle-aged man and the butler.

This was because there were a large number of bodyguards outside the manor. Furthermore, on the way here, Ji Feng discovered suspicious figures walking past in the dark. Ji Feng knew that there were definitely people lying in ambush.

Therefore, Ji Feng was not in a hurry to make a move in the manor. Especially when he saw the butler quickly walk down from upstairs with a big suitcase in his hand. Ji Feng's heart immediately skipped a beat and he left the manor.

He had to first understand what the middle-aged man and the butler had said.

Although he didn't understand much of the conversation between the two of them, he repeated every word of the conversation between the middle-aged man and the steward using his memory, and then had Li Guoliang translate it for him.

Li Guoliang translated without hesitation. Although Ji Feng had repeated the conversation between the middle-aged man and the butler, some of the p.r.o.nunciation was not very accurate, and seemed very stiff. There were even some parts that he couldn't express with great accuracy, but Li Guoliang had actually calmed down and reacted in full.

Ji Feng only knew about the conversation between the butler and the middle-aged man. As for those insults, they were automatically ignored by him.

What caught Ji Feng's attention was the news that the middle-aged man was about to leave.

Hence, Ji Feng and Li Guoliang had come here, waiting for their opponent's head to crash into them.

If that was the case, then the person in the car should be the head of the White Hand gang's most powerful family. There was no doubt about it, but the other party's actions … Ji Feng was completely unable to recognize the demeanor of the Patriarch!

”Mister Ji, the other side has surrendered!”

Just as Ji Feng was puzzled, Li Guoliang's voice came through the earpiece, ”Are you going to hold back?”

Ji Feng replied in a low voice, ”We'll see.”

Li Guoliang nodded and said, ”Yes! However... Is the other party trying to stall for time? ”

This place was not too far from the manor, and it was a suburb of New York City, so there were very few cars pa.s.sing by. The nearby wilderness was also empty, so the sound of gunfire could definitely be heard from far away.

When they shot the gunmen in the car just now, the sound would have alerted the police lying in ambush near the manor. If the police wanted to stall for time in order to get the police to come, then it was not impossible!

Ji Feng did not care about this. He said, ”Let's see what the other party wants to do first!”

Both of them were holding guns as they slowly approached the car in the middle with the muzzle pointed at the person inside. Although the other side was holding a white car seat cover with the barrel of the gun, making it look like they were raising a white flag in surrender, Ji Feng had to be careful.

If that was the case, then there wouldn't be a battle on the Long Street in front of the Westin Hotel.

In that case, it was even less likely for those gangs to view the Wida Group as a piece of meat on their lips, and everyone wanted to have a bite to eat.

Therefore, Ji Feng would definitely not trust this group of scoundrels.

”Pah!”

As Ji Feng gradually approached, the door of the car in the middle opened and three foreigners slowly got off. The guy who got off the car held a gun in his hand and was holding a white car seat cover.

”Crack ~ ~!” Ji Feng instantly raised his hand and aimed the gun at the three of them.

”NO!” ”NO!”

In a split-second, the two foreign men behind him couldn't help but yell, ”$% $…”

Ji Feng's face was gloomy, but he remained silent as he coldly stared at the two of them.

The two foreign men started talking again. Then, the middle-aged man kicked the guy with the gun in front of him. The man staggered and shouted something.

”Mr. Ji, they are telling you not to shoot! They have surrendered! ” From the earphones came Li Guoliang's voice.

”Whew ~ ~!”

The bodyguard at the front also quickly threw the gun in his hand onto the ground. He raised his hands above his head, indicating that he was of no threat.

The two middle-aged men behind him had been holding their hands up in the air, and their faces were filled with fear.

Ji Feng looked at one of the middle-aged men. He had seen the photo of this man before. ”Mr. Wilson, the head of the White Hand Party's most powerful family in New York?”

Ji Feng asked in Chinese.