3237 Fighter Jet
The difference in their capability was too great.
Feng Wu stood rooted to the ground.
Her godfather had looked awful last night, and Mr. Lu was so worried just now… She had a bad feeling about this.
Something big was about to happen.
What annoyed Feng Wu was that she was still too weak to interfere.
Feng Wu rubbed her forehead and felt she had to cultivate her physical body as soon as possible.
Just then, someone rushed into the room. It was Feng Xun.
His voice arrived before he did.
“Xiao Wu! Something bad has happened! Something bad has happened!”
Feng Wu’s stomach lurched. Could it be her godfather?
Just as Feng Wu’s face turned pale, Feng Xun grabbed her hand. He was sweating profusely. “This is bad! This is really bad!”
Feng Wu asked, “What happened?”
“You’ll know when you get back. Come with me!”
Feng Xun had no idea that his father had to fight Xue Zhibei every three days, nor did he know how dangerous the situation was…
He was anxious about something else.
When Feng Wu went back to her room and saw the door, she realized that something was wrong.
The inscription she had set up with the Phoenix Pen had been tampered with.
Feng Xun was about to push the door open to enter, but Feng Wu shook her head. She took a few steps forward and studied the inscription carefully, memorizing all the details.
If her inscription was altered by someone else, no matter how careful they were, there would still be traces left behind.
Feng Xun was so anxious that he was practically jumping around!
Thankfully, Feng Wu pushed the door open after she was done.
Nothing else had been touched except for the fighter jet.
Feng Wu had already dismantled the fighter jet and sorted those parts into categories. Now, everything else was there except for…
What she was most worried about had happened.
Feng Xun looked at Feng Wu. “Did you lose anything? Anything?”
Feng Wu didn’t reply. Instead, she asked Feng Xun, “How did you know something was wrong?”
Feng Xun said, “I’ve been standing guard at the door. Xuan Yi and I have been here because we know this fighter jet is precious and we can’t afford to lose it. However…”
Scratching his head in embarrassment, Feng Xun looked at Feng Wu guiltily. “But I went to the toilet, and when I came back, Xuan Yi was lying on the ground, and I saw a shadow disappear before my eyes.
“I chased after that person, but they were too strong. They were at least a Spiritual Overlord. I couldn’t catch up at all.
“Yang Zhihu saw this and helped me to chase that person. I wonder if he can take them down.
“I saw a package on that person’s back… but it shouldn’t be a fighter jet, right? That fighter jet is so big. How can it be…”
Feng Wu smacked her forehead.
“It’s the fighter jet,” she told Feng Xun. “Someone stole it.”
“What?! How can that be? I remember that the package isn’t all that big. It was less than a meter long, but a fighter jet…”
At this moment, two people rushed in from outside.
They were none other than Elder Mu and Elder Yan.
Elder Mu stared at Feng Wu. “Where’s the fighter jet? Answer me! Where’s the fighter jet?”
Elder Yan looked at Feng Wu nervously as well.
As soon as they arrived, they heard constant shouts. “Catch the thief, catch the thief!” Apart from the fighter jet, what else would a person steal from the colonels’ quarters?
Feng Wu felt a headache coming on.
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