Fatty leaned against the wall, looking worried, while Pi Ruan huddled close to him, his face even worse than Fatty's.

Zhao Xingguo felt uncomfortable looking at their dead faces and frowned, "Can't you guys cheer up a bit?"

Unexpectedly, those words seemed to touch a nerve in Pi Ruan. Slowly, he exhaled, and then his eyes reddened.

Huai Yi felt sorry for him and couldn't help but comfort him, "Brother Pi Ruan, don't worry too much. If we're careful, we'll definitely survive."

Pi Ruan turned his eyes to Huai Yi, "Thank you, Brother Huai Yi, but you wouldn't understand my feelings, because we're different."

Hearing Pi Ruan say that, Huai Yi couldn't help but ask, "How are we different?"

Huai Yi had always been curious about Jiang Cheng and his group, but he didn't want to inquire directly. It would be great if he could get some useful information from Pi Ruan.

"I have several properties under my name, and two villas, one with a manor backing onto the mountains, and one by the sea," Pi Ruan said quietly, "A company, and a female secretary who wears a professional suit 24 hours a day."

"Oh, right," Pi Ruan glanced at Huai Yi and said, "In a while, a few more of my cards will be unblocked, with a total of less than 100 million inside."

Huai Yi: "......"

"Almost ready," Lin Wan'er's voice sounded. Her phone was on the table, the screen emitting a dim light.

Jiang Cheng sat up from the bunk and raised his chin at Zhao Xingguo and Fu Fu in the shadows, "You two, come with me."

Fatty, who had been prepared, stood up and looked around in confusion, "Aren't we going with you?"

Jiang Cheng put on his clothes and said, "No, the more people who go, the bigger the target."

"Then be careful," Pi Ruan said quickly, but he seemed very happy not to have to go.

The night was already deep, and there were hardly any people outside. They deliberately avoided the main road and walked along a remote path.

The town wasn't big. As long as they didn't get lost, finding the Feng residence wouldn't be difficult.

Walking in the silent alley, Zhao Xingguo's face occasionally showed worry. After all, not long ago, they had been trapped in a strange alley.

In the end, they had to sacrifice a teammate to escape.

The cold moonlight shone down. Tonight was a rare full moon.

Footsteps echoed in the silent alley, giving everyone an indescribable sense of strangeness.

It was as if there were invisible people around them, following them at the same pace.

Another strange thing was that there were houses all around, and every few dozen meters, they could see a door. The doors were tightly closed, and there was no sound inside.

There was no light either.

This made people wonder if anyone actually lived here. Were the people nearby all asleep, or... Zhao Xingguo's eyes paused, like the previous street, were all the people dead?

Zhao Xingguo felt that something would definitely happen tonight.

There was no reason, just a feeling.

"We're here."

It wasn't until Jiang Cheng stopped that Zhao Xingguo realized that they had arrived near the gate of the Feng residence. The alley they had just passed was not far from the Feng residence, only a street away.

But after looking at the gate of the Feng residence, a sense of unease arose in everyone's hearts. This place was different from when they had left.

On both sides of the plaque with the words "Feng Residence" written on it, two large white lanterns were hung high, as big as the mouth of a water tank.

On each lantern, a thick brush had written the character "Dian" (奠 - funeral offering).

The strokes were bold and vigorous, and the person who wrote them seemed to have a deep understanding of calligraphy. Looking at it for a long time, a chilling feeling actually arose in their hearts.

A gust of night wind came, and the lanterns swayed constantly, making the words "Feng Residence" on the black plaque appear and disappear.

Fu Fu narrowed her eyes and was the first to move forward.

Jiang Cheng was second.

Finally, Zhao Xingguo, who had just come back to his senses, hurriedly followed. Being alone here would mean dying without even knowing how.

After getting closer, everyone noticed that the two stone lions in front of the gate were also covered with white paper flowers, like a fresh snowfall.

According to the agreement, they would knock gently, and someone would respond.

It was Wu Dali's friend.

Before, they had also asked if they could avoid the main gate and have Wu Dali's friend meet them at the side gate.

The Feng residence also had a side gate, in an alley next to it. They had entered the Feng residence from there before.

But Wu Dali said no, the reason being that the area was where the servants of the Feng residence lived, and if they were disturbed, it would be difficult to deal with.

Speaking of servants, everyone immediately thought of Liu the Cripple.

There were too many strange things about him. If they could avoid him, that would be great.

Walking to the gate, Fu Fu turned her head to look at Jiang Cheng and Zhao Xingguo, her eyes carrying a hint of inquiry or provocation.

Everyone saw the meaning in her eyes. She was asking who would knock on the door.

Zhao Xingguo immediately avoided her gaze, while Jiang Cheng showed a very embarrassed expression and muttered softly, "I haven't been very lucky recently, it wouldn't be good if I implicated you."

"Dong, dong dong dong, dong dong..."

Along with a rhythmic knocking, a series of footsteps gradually sounded behind the vermilion gate. The footsteps were very light and fast, and the person was very cautious.

After a moment, the heavy gate opened a crack, "Are you friends of Brother Wu?"

A man's voice came from inside the door, not very old. It wasn't clear if it was the wind or something else, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes," Jiang Cheng said, and then slipped some money through the crack.

This was also agreed upon in advance.

The other party took the money and quickly opened the gate wide enough for one person to enter sideways, "Quick, hurry up!"

After entering, they could see a courtyard in the moonlight. It was well-arranged, and there was a small bamboo forest off to the side.

Standing in front of them was a young man with an unfamiliar face. He looked very nervous at the moment. Apparently, this was his first time doing something like this, and his eyes kept looking around.

"Brother Wu told me about your business. I can take you there, but don't make any noise," the man said quickly.

"Also," he swallowed and looked at Jiang Cheng and the others with a strange expression. "Once you go inside, you... you can only watch from the outside, don't go in, and don't turn on the lights, understand?"

"Is there someone nearby?" Zhao Xingguo asked in a low voice. He felt uncomfortable all over as soon as he entered the Feng residence.

It seemed that crossing this gate had lowered the temperature a lot.

But no one noticed that after the gate closed, a dripping sound rang out on the steps outside the gate.

The pale white lanterns swayed in the night wind, and the black "Dian" character on them had turned blood red at some point, with blood constantly flowing out.