Such a man, just standing there, has an aura of contempt for the world.

Everyone was swearing at first, but when they saw this man, they really didn't dare to say a word.

"This gentleman, why did he come to Feng's house late at night?"

Jun Mohan's eyes flashed, and he said coldly, "Tell me, where is Feng Sujin?"

Everyone saw that such a person came to find Feng Sujin, and their expressions were different, and they did not understand how someone like Feng Sujin could meet such a powerful man.

"Sir, you may not know, Feng Sujin hasn't come back for a long time. She didn't answer the phone call before, and now we don't know where she went."

Jun Mohan looked at the speaker, and a cruel cool light flashed across his eyes, "Who are you from the Feng family?"

"I'm Feng Sujin's second aunt."

Jun Mohan stared at her for a while, then waved his hand. The bodyguard immediately stepped forward and restrained the person.

Zhuang Zhiping was pinned to the ground and knelt down. She gritted her teeth, and her heart was trembling.

Over the years, she has followed Old Madam Lu to be considered someone who has seen strong winds and waves, but for some reason, the person in front of her made her afraid of chills from the bottom of her heart.

If it wasn't for a bit of courage, I would have panicked already.

"What are you going to do?"

Jun Mohan said indifferently: "Noisy, let me ask you again, where did Feng Sujin go?"

Zhuang Zhiping gritted his teeth and did not say anything, and someone held an iron rod and greeted Zhuang Zhiping.

Zhuang Zhiping snorted, but did not speak.

Jun Mohan thought it was a waste of time, so he picked up the knife and gestured to Zhuang Zhiping's neck, "Since you have such a backbone, you don't care about your life."

Having said that, Jun Mohan is about to start.

"Don't, don't... Zhiping, do you know, tell him quickly?"

Zhuang Zhiping looked at his lover, "Yiyuan, why did you come out, go back soon?"

Feng Yiyuan wanted to run to Zhuang Zhiping's side, but was restrained.

Jun Mohan naturally heard some meaning from the conversation, and his eyes froze.

Ye Xing knew Young Master Jun's behavior and said to the bodyguard, "Chop your fingers."

A bodyguard restrained Feng Yiyuan, and the other took out a dagger from his arms and gestured.

Jun Mohan continued to look at Zhuang Zhiping, "If you don't speak again, his fingers will be gone."

Zhuang Zhiping turned his face away, "I don't know."

In an instant, the bodyguard cut off the little finger of Feng Yiyuan's left hand.

"what……"

Feng Yiyuan's painful cry still made Zhuang Zhiping shiver.

"Don't talk, continue!"

Just when Feng Yiyuan was about to have his second finger cut off, Zhuang Zhiping couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "I said, I said."

"That's not right, it's too late, he can't get that finger up."

When Jun Mohan heard Zhuang Zhiping's words, he also understood that Feng Sujin might not be in danger for the time being.

At this moment, Mrs. Feng couldn't help walking out of the upstairs, "Wait!"

When Zhuang Zhiping heard the old lady's voice, his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to say a word.

The man in front of her could threaten her with Feng Yiyuan, but the old lady held her daughter Feng Xinjing's life in her hands.

The old lady is ruthless, cold-blooded and ruthless, even her own flesh and blood can be abandoned and used, not to mention her granddaughter.

A sharp light flashed in Jun Mohan's magnificent eyes. It was this old woman who had done domestic violence to Feng Sujin at the right time!

Old Madam Feng tapped the ground with a cane, thinking about knocking out the momentum.

"Who are you to enter the house like this and do these things to our Feng family?"

Mrs. Feng leaned on the old and sold the old, and she also used a questioning tone.

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