The convoy slowly stopped in front of the roadblock at the intersection, and the wheels made a slight creaking sound as they rubbed against the ground.
Before Chen Bufan and others got out of the car, a man in military uniform who looked like a junior officer walked towards them hurriedly. His right hand was tightly gripping the holster at his waist, ready to draw the deadly weapon at any time.
The soldier driving the car lowered the window expressionlessly upon seeing this. His eyes were as cold as a ray of light as he quietly looked at the approaching person.
Being stared at by the driver, the man suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. His hand, which was originally on the holster, trembled slightly unconsciously, and he actually opened the button of the holster.
However, perhaps because he was afraid that the matter would get out of hand, he did not have the courage to actually pull out the pistol.
The man hesitated, but still walked to the car.
His eyes quickly glanced at the soldier who was driving for Chen Bufan, and then quickly looked inside the car.
Finally, he calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, this street is currently blocked and temporarily closed to traffic. No one is allowed to enter."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Feier, who was sitting in the back seat, lowered the window, frowned, and said with displeasure: "My family lives inside, why don't you let me in? Why do you want to block this place?"
"Do you live here? Please wait a moment, I will go and report."
Facing Li Feier's questioning, the soldier was unwilling to say a word. He just stared at her seriously, then turned and left without hesitation.
"It seems that their target is you. This person has recognized you." Chen Bufan's voice suddenly sounded in Li Feier's ears, breaking the brief silence.
Li Feier turned her head suddenly and her eyes met Chen Bufan's. She saw a hint of understanding in his eyes.
"Is the target me?" Li Feier frowned tightly, feeling doubtful. She hadn't offended anyone!
She began to think about this question, and soon, a thought emerged in her mind: "They... want to use me to deal with my dad? Doesn't that mean my dad is in their hands?"
Li Feier knew her own value and understood why these people were interested in her. Her father was an influential figure, and as his daughter, she naturally became a trump card in the hands of the enemy.
Apart from this, she is of no use.
"It may be true that they want to use you to threaten your uncle, but your uncle is not necessarily in their hands."
Chen Bufan's analysis calmed Li Fei'er down a bit. He continued, "They let you go. It seems like they want to catch you in a trap. You are the turtle."
"Ha! Annoying!"
Li Feier was amused, and the tension in her heart was dispelled a lot. Then she looked outside the car and saw several soldiers moving the roadblocks at the intersection.
The person who just came over was waving to them, indicating that they could go in.
Chen Bufan and his group drove two cars, one of which they were riding in. In addition to the driver, there was a soldier in the passenger seat, as well as him and Li Feier.
The other one was a business car. The body of the car was completely black and the windows were covered with an anti-peep film, making it impossible to see inside the car from the outside.
There were ten fully armed special forces soldiers sitting in the car. They were wearing black combat uniforms, steel helmets, and ghost masks on their faces. They were holding rifles with bullets loaded and the black muzzles were facing outside the car.
They had already assigned their targets to each of them, and each of them was aiming at a soldier, as long as those soldiers made any unusual movements or posed a threat to Chen Bufan.
These special forces would shoot through the car windows without hesitation and kill the enemy instantly.
The vehicle slowly drove into the yard in front of the villa, where a dozen soldiers were standing casually.
Chen Bufan and Li Feier looked at each other. Chen Bufan raised his eyebrows and Li Feier nodded slightly, indicating to Chen Bufan that she had noticed the abnormality of these soldiers.
It was obvious that these people were not the soldiers who had originally been guarding her house.
To their relief, no blood or signs of fighting were found in the yard, which meant that things might not have developed to the worst possible point.
These people were really just one step ahead of them.
As Chen Bufan's car slowly stopped in front of the gate, the soldiers who had seemingly been standing casually in the yard instantly entered a state of high alert.
Although their postures seemed relaxed, everyone's hands were quietly placed on the guns beside them. As long as they received the order, these weapons would be immediately raised and aimed at the target.
Chen Bufan keenly noticed this change, and he turned around and quickly glanced at the surrounding situation.
Sure enough, the gate of the villa was closed, and those who had been on guard at the intersection had already stood in the yard at some point.
All this shows that the other party is clearly prepared for possible conflicts.
However, in order not to arouse excessive vigilance among Chen Bufan and others, these soldiers did not show obvious hostility or aggressive actions.
Although the muzzles of their guns were all pointed towards Chen Bufan, they did not raise their guns directly, but maintained a relatively natural posture.
Occasionally, he would pretend to glance casually at Chen Bufan, but his acting skills were a little poor.
Chen Bufan observed all this, secretly estimating the opponent's strength in his heart.
He counted and found that the group of soldiers was about the size of a platoon, or thirty people.
Judging from their position, they had already surrounded the car of Chen Bufan and others.
As for how many people were still in the villa, Chen Bufan had no way of knowing for the time being, but he knew very well that the thirty soldiers outside were definitely no match for the well-trained special forces in the business car.
These special forces are the elite among the elites, and their reaction speed and combat skills are first-class.
Chen Bufan had no doubt that his men would be able to kill these soldiers quickly before the other side could raise their guns, and he? Sorry, he was not afraid of guns.
In the spacious and luxurious villa, the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if one could smell gunpowder in the air.
Princess Lin sat upright on the sofa, her posture was elegant and dignified, and the plain long dress made her temperament more elegant. One of her hands gently held the teacup, and that hand was as white as snow, and her fingers like jade carvings would occasionally lift the cup to take a sip of the fragrant tea in the cup.
Although her face looked calm, careful observation revealed that a hint of subtle worry occasionally flashed in the depths of her eyes. This momentary change in expression revealed that her heart was not as calm as she appeared to be.