"Oh, okay!"
Zhuo Yating nodded and quickly moved to the side.
The last time at the criminal gang's hideout, she had already seen Chen Feng's strength—Chen Feng had kicked down the courtyard wall with one foot.
So Zhuo Yating was quite confident in Chen Feng's kicking power.
Seeing Zhuo Yating step aside, Chen Feng smiled slightly and then walked forward, lifted his foot without gathering strength, and KICKED directly at the iron door of the room!
"Bang!"
However, just then, a loud noise was heard.
The room's iron door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.
Immediately afterward, a man and a woman walked into the room.
It was none other than Chen Feng and Zhuo Yating.
After rushing into the room, Zhuo Yating didn't say another word, she just pulled out her handgun, aimed it at the middle-aged man, her index finger on the trigger, and coldly scolded, "Get off the bed, hands on your head, kneel on the ground, or I'll shoot!"
