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Hearing Ouyang Baanruo's helpless cries, Ye Zifeng's heart immediately tensed up. She did not even have the time to hang up the phone as she hastily ran down the stairs. As she ran, she said, "Damn it! We really deserve to die!"

Ye Zifeng had never thought that in such a short period of time, there would be trouble at the Zhenyuan Hotel royal ball, and from Ouyang Baanruo's tone, it was very likely that something had happened to Ouyang Zhenyuan herself. This made Ye Zifeng's mood darken by quite a bit.

Originally, when he was at the reception, Ye Zifeng had already felt that something was amiss, but he didn't think that his premonition would come true and Ouyang Zhenyuan had really met with danger.

When Ye Zifeng's figure had reached the Zhenyuan Hotel entrance at the thirty-second floor, the current scene at the Zhenyuan Hotel was already a chaotic mess.

The security guards downstairs rushed up in groups. Some of them even commanded, "Hurry, hurry. Protect the scene. No one is allowed to enter!"

Glancing at the trained security personnel, Ye Zifeng immediately felt that the situation was grave, the situation was not good.

Staying at the entrance of the hotel for a while, Ye Zifeng did not enter through the main entrance, but chose to go around to the back of the hotel and entered through the bathroom window.

At this moment, the Zhenyuan Hotel was in a state of panic, and the originally dim lighting suddenly lit up, while the guests at the meeting all had unnatural expressions on their faces. Everyone was in a group of three, with five members of the same faction surrounding each other, whispering something to each other.

In the center of the inn, there was also the place where the most people gathered. A puddle of bright red blood flowed down the ground, and Ouyang Zhenyuan was currently lying on the ground with a pale face as he muttered something.

As for Ouyang Baanruo, she was already crying as she knelt beside Ouyang Zhenyuan: "Daddy, I'm Hannya, I'm Hannya. Wake up, wake up, don't scare me, don't scare me …"

At this moment, there were a few people standing by the side who were injured. These people were Xue Ding, Jin Datong, Faang Mingshan, Jin Qiuming, Faang Wenyuan and Xue Ming.

Looking at the crying Ouyang Baanruo and the bloody Ouyang Zhenyuan on the ground, their expressions couldn't help but to be the same.

Xue Ding had a worried look, while Jin Datong gave a cold hiss as he glanced at Faang Mingshan, who was just barely able to catch a glimpse of him. Faang Mingshan, on the other hand, had a cold expression, and even had a trace of a cold sneer on his ice-cold face.

"Hannya, don't cry, don't cry. We've already called 120. The ambulance should be arriving soon. I'm sure Uncle Ouyang will be fine."

"That's right, that's right, Hannya, Uncle Ouyang will definitely get better, he'll definitely be fine!" Don't be too sad. "

Ouyang Zhenyuan was suddenly injured. This was the weakest moment in his heart, so neither Jin Qiuming nor anyone else could help but cry out to comfort him. However, the current Ouyang Baanruo was only crying, and was in no mood to pay attention to Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan.

"Give way, give way …" I'll have to trouble everyone to step aside! "

Ye Zifeng's voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, and the crowd surrounding the father and daughter made way for his.

Seeing that Ye Zifeng had appeared, Ouyang Baanruo who was crying so hard immediately turned her head back. Her body that was filled with grief immediately stood up, swayed twice, and threw herself into Ye Zifeng's embrace.

"Ye Zifeng, where did you go? Why did you come back so late? "Father, father, he …"

Looking at the helpless Ouyang Baanruo, Ye Zifeng felt his heart ache. He gently caressed Ouyang Baanruo's beautiful back and said: "It's fine, it's fine.

Seeing Ye Zifeng rushing over, both Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan felt a burst of unhappiness in their hearts. He had comforted Ouyang Baanruo for half a day without getting a good expression on her face, but when this country bumpkin came, Ouyang Baanruo took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. The difference was too big, causing these two young masters to immediately become unhappy.

If it was said that Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan, the two young masters, felt displeased just because they were jealous of each other, then one of the people in the crowd was surprised that Ye Zifeng was still alive.

That person was none other than Faang Mingshan.

At the moment, Faang Mingshan's eyes were staring straight at Ye Zifeng's back, waves after waves of killing intent surging forth uncontrollably, straight at Ye Zifeng.

"Dammit, how did this little bastard escape death? Damn it, damn it! "

Seeing that Ye Zifeng was still alive, Faang Mingshan snorted in his heart.

And right at this moment, Ye Zifeng, who was holding Ouyang Baanruo with one hand, suddenly looked back, and his pair of sharp eyes directly clashed with Faang Mingshan's gaze. Faang Mingshan's heart sank, and he could not help but take two steps back.

Ye Zifeng was, after all, a warrior general who had walked out from the battlefield, so he could clearly sense the killing intent that was emitted from Faang Mingshan's body. That was why he turned back and glared at Faang Mingshan. His gaze was like a sword that was staring at Faang Mingshan, as if he was looking at a dead man.

After using his gaze to force Faang Mingshan back, Ye Zifeng did not do anything to him. Instead, he comforted the frightened Ouyang Baanruo on one side and squatted down on the other side, checking on Ouyang Zhenyuan's injuries.

However, when Ye Zifeng's gaze swept across Ouyang Zhenyuan's body, he first felt that it was strange, and then he felt that it was funny.

At the moment, Ouyang Zhenyuan was heavily injured and fell to the ground. A short and vigorous dagger was stabbed into Ouyang Zhenyuan's abdomen, and blood continued to flow from it, staining Ouyang Zhenyuan's entire body.

However, what Ye Zifeng could not understand was that since the killer wanted to assassinate Ouyang Zhenyuan, then he could just kill him with a single strike. Why was Ouyang Zhenyuan's suit opened so wide and his pockets looked as if they were being rummaged through? This was the reason why Ye Zifeng felt that it was strange.

But what made Ye Zifeng extremely happy was that Ouyang Zhenyuan's acting skills were indeed good, acting like a dead person was a test of his acting skills and it was not something an ordinary person could do.

Under the gazes of everyone present, Ye Zifeng lowered his head, gently twirled the traces of blood on the ground with his fingers, and then silently stood up once more.

Although Ye Zifeng did not say that he had killed countless people, he was already used to the smell of blood and corpses on the battlefield. Although Ouyang Zhenyuan who was lying on the ground was bleeding non-stop, the blood that was flowing was not human blood at all, but pig blood. It was fine if this method of deceiving others, but if he wanted to deceive Ye Zifeng, it would be too exaggerated.

Of course, not to mention Ye Zifeng, even Xue Ming wouldn't be able to lie to him.

However, just as Ye Zifeng, who had been standing up, was thinking about how to cooperate with Ouyang Zhenyuan's acting, those pale lips of Ouyang Zhenyuan, who had been in his "unconscious" state, suddenly twitched.

"Feng, Hannya …"

As a result, they looked at each other, and didn't know what Ouyang Zhenyuan wanted to say at this time. Ye Zifeng immediately reacted and hid himself beside Ouyang Zhenyuan: "Uncle Ouyang, you, what do you want to say …"

Following that, everyone only saw the corner of Ouyang Zhenyuan's mouth slightly moved, but no one knew what he had said to Ye Zifeng.

Only Ye Zifeng himself could hear it clearly. At that moment, the "weak" Ouyang Zhenyuan only said a few words to Ye Zifeng: "Don't make any noise, just wait and see!"