"Is this too much?"

Chen Fan burst into laughter and said in Su Xin's ear, "There are you who are even more overdone, do you want to try it?"

"screw you!"

Finally, Su Xin couldn't help it, and Su Xin pushed Chen Fan hard with her elbow. She was very strong, but she couldn't push the guy behind her. Chen Fan smiled and kissed Su Xin's face. Her two honest hands quietly wandered around Su Xin's tough and sexy waist.

Su Xin resisted symbolically for a few moments, then stopped talking, freed her arms and pinched the guardrail in front of the floor-to-ceiling window tightly, looking out the window, and pretending to be expressionless.

"Bang."

There was a soft sound behind her, Chen Fan patted her, Su Xin turned around and quickly hit him, "Hate! Don't mess with me!"

——Cut—

It was late at night, and in the long alley, Chen Fan put his hands in his pocket and walked down.

His steps were steady and his breathing was even. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was a trainer at a glance.

The only thing that surprised was that this guy was a little absent-minded, so that as soon as he walked into the middle of the alley, the guy suddenly saw a small man wearing a fisherman's hat, a windbreaker and a sloppy beard leaning against the wall.

I don't know if he had come or suddenly appeared, but in short, he was standing there quietly.

Chen Fan walked over, and he tilted his body, twisted for a moment, and stood up straight.

The whole person was blocked at the entrance of the alley and stared at him.

The pair of small triangular eyes were shining brightly, with their left hand placed in the sleeve of their right hand and their right hand placed in the sleeve of their left hand.

This shape is a typical "farmer's" in the Northeast.

Chen Fan seemed to have noticed the man. After being stunned, his eyes suddenly tilted back. Sure enough, he saw a man of the same outfit following him.

The difference is that the guy behind him had his hands lowered, and in his hand, he was holding a bright "7"-shaped weapon. It seemed that it should be a sharp sickle.

The sickle is not intact, and you can even clearly see some intermittent small gaps on the sickle. However, even if there are some gaps, they do not affect its sharpness.

Some things are often more incomplete, the more exciting they become.

"Come on me?"

About three meters away from the man in front, Chen Fan finally spoke.

He pointed to his nose, his eyes filled with doubt.

The man in front grinned and revealed two rows of yellow teeth with black braces on his teeth. He looked old, ugly and dirty, and even the sound could not be heard at all.

"Someone spends money and sends you on your way."

"Click--"

After saying that, the man's sleeves moved, and at the same time, his hands suddenly pulled out.

One left and one right, completely separated. In an instant, it was clearly visible that he actually held two bright daggers in his hands!

Looking at his fierce eyes and the calmness of Gu Jing Bubo, Chen Fan could tell with just one glance.

This guy is definitely a veteran.

"How much did they spend to hire you to do this?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly and asked softly.

"One million."

The man whispered.

"I'll double it for you and tell me who sent you here."

"snort."

The man snorted coldly, with a joking look in his eyes, "Stop asking, I really want to know, just go to hell and wait to ask the King of Hell!"

"etc!"

Seeing that the man was ready to go, Chen Fan signaled him not to move. The guy's face showed a little doubt, but Chen Fan continued lightly, "I want to ask a question, are you humans or ghosts?"

“Hahahahahahahahaha…”

As soon as these words came out, the two people laughed together, as if they were looking at a fool, "What are you talking about?"

"That's how it looks, it's probably human."

Chen Fan yawned, "Come on."

"call--"

Before he finished speaking, a sound of sound broke out. The dagger in the man's hand stumbled left and right, and he rushed directly to Chen Fan. His body was pressed very low, and the two daggers stabbed Chen Fan's armpits from left to right. At the same time, the man behind him also rushed toward Chen Fan's neck in the blink of an eye!

Both of them were very fast. From the perspective of the situation, they were perfect, but they didn't expect that at the critical moment, Chen Fan's figure suddenly shook!

The sickle is empty!

The dagger is empty too!

At the same time, the two of them groaned almost at the same time!

"Bang bang!"

After two crisp sounds, the dagger man fell to the ground, and the sickle man's body hit the wall behind him like a ball!

"Da da da..."

There was no expression on Chen Fan's face, he yawned and left.

Until Chen Fan walked out of the alley, the sickle man slid down against the wall bit by bit.

He let out a weak moan, his eyes filled with fear, and he kept trembling like a fool.

"Look...have you seen clearly..."

The dagger man lay on the ground and struggled for several times, but he didn't get up.

The sickle man didn't say anything, and his pants were already so scared that he was wet.

"Perfect speed, perfect angle, extraordinary explosive power."

At the end of the alley, a figure who also wrapped himself tightly with his pockets in his hands narrowed his eyes slightly, "What is this guy?"

…

In the long aisle, the reefs on the seaside were towering. An old man wearing a straw hat and holding a long pole in his hand, staring at the straight fishing line, thinking about something in front of the deep and calm sea. Behind the old man, the little red-faced man raised his waist and tiptoed over, his eyes filled with respect.

There was a hint of fear in the respect.

"Mr.

“Failed.”

"yes."

A sneer appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth and sighed at the sea, "Lin Ao, it's indeed a waste."

"I don't think so, I think so."

Little red face said, spreading his hands and dancing at a distance from the old man, "In the eyes of his subordinates, Lin Ao is testing that the real good show has just begun."

"You mean, that person is going to come out?"

"I think it's very likely."

The old man was silent for a moment. After a long time of silence, he nodded again, "It's almost the same, it's time."

——Cut—

"Father."

Zhurong clan, overseas, in front of the towering building, you can see the seaside in the distance at a glance. Obviously, there are more than the old man staring at the sea.

The old boss of the Zhurong clan held a crutch in his hand, which looked a little older than before. Zhu Hongyan wore a tight black skirt and high heels, walked behind the old man with a slight bow, "It's cold, you have to pay attention to your health."
Chapter completed!