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Chapter 1802

Just when Du Feng's voice had not yet finished, Xiao Yang suddenly felt a strong spiritual power waving from Kong Xueman's body beside him. He swept up with a strong wind. Only a "whoosh" sound was heard, and the strong wind cut off the smoke that was pinching Du Feng between his fingers in half.

Before Du Feng could not have expected it, his eyes were stunned, and his hand, who was pinching the cigarette butt, stopped in the air. After a long time, he turned his head in a panic and looked at Kong Xueman in horror.

He knew in his heart that Kong Xueman just wanted to give him a warning, not to hurt him, otherwise the strong wind would hit him, even if it was not fatal, it would cause him to be seriously injured.

Kong Xueman's hands were wrapped around her, her face was frosty, and she said in a cold voice: "Boy, if we ask you, you will answer whatever we want! Otherwise, I will not let you get out of this private room!"

Du Feng swallowed a saliva in panic and nodded in trembling.

With the strength of Kong Xueman's move, Du Feng realized that he was no match for Kong Xueman at all, and even Du Qifeng was not as good as Kong Xueman's finger.

Xiao Yang looked at Kong Xueman beside him in surprise, and said in his heart that this woman is not vague at all when doing things!

Kong Xueman walked towards Du Feng.

Seeing this, Du Feng immediately stood up, gave up his seat on the sofa in panic, and then stood in the corner, looking at Kong Xueman with fear on his face.

Kong Xueman sat on the sofa, raised her legs, stared at Du Feng, and had a disdainful smile on his lips, and asked coldly: "The call orders that appeared in the martial arts world should all be from Du Qifeng's hands, right?"

"This...this..."

Du Feng lowered his head, dared not look directly at Kong Xueman's eyes, opened his mouth and said hesitantly.

If he had told this, it would have been a betrayal of Du Qifeng. With his understanding of Du Qifeng, he would naturally think of the consequences he would face.

"Haha, it seems that I don't want to say it?"

Kong Xueman let out a sneer from his beautiful nose.

In an instant, Du Feng felt a chill coming towards him, and his body suddenly felt like electricity was coming, and he couldn't help but chill.

"I...I said!"

Du Feng said quickly, fearing torture by flesh and blood, he nodded, "That's right, those fake Hong family's call orders were all done by Du Qifeng!"

Kong Xueman nodded slightly satisfied, "Where is the place where he fakes it?"

When Du Feng heard this, he said timidly: "He sent people to destroy the fake place early in the morning, and all the craftsmen were silenced by him..."

After hearing this, Kong Xueman looked at Xiao Yang, who was standing on the side with his hands in his pockets.

The initiator of this plan was Xiao Yang! Nowadays, all the counterfeiting places have been destroyed, and even the craftsmen have not left a living, so Kong Xueman didn't know whether to go to the counterfeiting places to take a look.

Xiao Yang pondered for a moment and thought secretly in his heart. Time was tight. Since Du Qifeng had already done the aftermath, he thought there were not many clues left in the fake place. It would be impossible to find these clues overnight. You have to find another way!

After thinking for a while, he looked at Du Feng, who was standing in the corner of the private room, and a cunning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Du Feng grew up with Du Qifeng since he was a child. Many people in the martial arts world know that Du Feng is Du Qifeng's confidant. And as Du Feng said, there must be something about the forged call from the Hong Family, and he also participated. Isn't this a ready-made evidence? Why bother to find other things?
Chapter completed!
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