章 1832: Distraction?

Cheng Fei'er glanced at the three elite teams of bodyguards patrolling the garden.

Her meaning was self-evident.

It was as if she was asking, how could they break into such an iron wall?

After barging in, how could they escape later?

Ye Feng observed the positions of the three patrol teams.

The entire manor garden of the Duke of Devonshire was about two hundred meters deep and more than a hundred meters wide.

At this moment, the three patrol teams seemed to have divided their territories in advance. Each of them only wandered around the few thousand square meters they were in.

Moreover, the bodyguards in the patrol team were not that dedicated.

When patrolling, many people secretly played with their phones and chatted with their companions.

Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er were currently at the corner of the outer wall of the manor.