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Chapter 1372 Murderer

A few minutes later, a group of men in military uniforms and a group of men in police uniforms arrived almost at the same time, and all twenty people led by Scar were arrested.

A car was waiting quietly under the building, and the driver crawled with the steering wheel in his hand, not daring to move.

"Bang."

The car door was pulled open, Chen Fan pulled the door into the car, and when the driver looked back, he suddenly shivered.

"Let's go."

Chen Fan said lightly.

"Big, brother... where are you going?"

"Go to where you should go."

The driver rumbling in his throat, twisted the keys and started the car.

In less than half an hour, the car drove to the door of an old factory in the suburbs. Chen Fan opened the door and the driver followed him tremblingly.

"Brother, that's it here."

The man pointed his hand forward and did not dare to continue moving forward.

Chen Fan didn't say anything, and pinched his neck with his hand, "Do you know who I am?"

"Know."

"Then you should know what kind of person I am!"

"Know."

"Just know."

Chen Fan let go of his hand and swayed upstairs.

Walking upstairs, following the man's guidance, he found a small room, kicked open the door, and saw a man sitting on the old torn sofa inside. The man said nothing, and was sitting at the table smoking. He smoked a lot, and there were cigarette butts in the ashtray. When Chen Fan walked in, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

He pursed his lips slightly, and two streams of blue smoke spurted out from his nose, gently extinguishing the cigarette butts, "Do it."

Chen Fan sat next to him, picked up the stacked paper bag from the table, opened the paper bag, and looked at the photos inside.

There are all photos as big as thirty-two papers, which are very clear. There are only two people in the photo, one is Chen Fan and the other is Sun Yaxin. Sun Yaxin is playing with all kinds of lewd postures in the photo and is played with by Chen Fan. Not only is there no dissatisfaction, but her face is always filled with an expression of enjoyment. Chen Fan looked through it one by one, and fell into silence for a moment.

It has been so long in a flash, and the past is unbearable to look back. Thinking about his absurd youth, Chen Fan was a little embarrassed.

"You are killing me for this?" Chen Fan finally spoke.

"I'm just a worker. If someone pays money, I'll do things." The man said this very freely.

"If you come directly at me, you're a man, but if you're all focused on attacking a woman, wouldn't it be a bit despicable?" Chen Fan held the photo in his hand, and suddenly the photo burned.

"You want to kill me?" The man calmed down for a while, but he couldn't help asking.

"I won't kill you, I just want to ask what's going on."

"I won't say even if you kill me."

"Is that true?"

Chen Fan snorted coldly, "Have you ever experienced despair?"

"Since I entered this industry, I have been ready to die. I am not afraid of death, am I still afraid of you?"

"Some things are far more terrifying than death, you won't know that."

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