Infernal Affairs

After half a turn in the community, Wang Fan found Han Chen's car.

The red Volkswagen Tiguan, with three 6S on the license plate number, is very conspicuous in the parking space of the community.

This is not because the Tiguan is the most expensive car in the parking space, nor because of the three sixes on the license plate number, but because of the color of the car, which is very eye-catching in many black and white vehicles.

When he learned from Nange that Han Chen was driving a red Volkswagen Tiguan, Wang Fan was very surprised. He couldn't understand why a big man would buy a red car.

"Niang Pao?"

If he hadn't seen Han Chen's photos and heard something about him, Wang Fan would have thought he was a sissy.

But Wang Fan didn't have the heart to think about it any more. Looking at the people who came out of the residential building one after another and drove away in their private cars, Wang Fan knew that Han Chen would also appear soon.

In a relatively clean place near the flower pool not far from the parking lot, Wang Fan sat down with a cigarette. He put his backpack on his shoulder in his arms, opened the zipper, put his hand in and grasped the brick in the backpack.

These days, in the Express Hotel, Wang Fan has been thinking about what kind of thing to use to teach this colleague who has never met him.

After thinking about it, he thought it was better to use bricks.

Bricks are easy to carry, and the cost can be said to be very low. When you throw them away, you don't have to worry about anything.

And from the perspective of lethality, bricks are much smaller than machetes and sticks. Although uncle GUI said that in order to complete the task, there are always people to sacrifice, but Wang fan can't really let Han Chen sacrifice like this.

Holding the brick in the backpack in one hand and the smoking cigarette end in the other hand, Wang Fan cocks his legs and stares at the red Tiguan not far away.

"Looking back, if I have a chance, I have to ask Han Chen why he wants to buy a red car. He won't be a gay!"

Thinking that Han Chen might have a special hobby, Wang Fan felt nervous and took two puffs of cigarettes.

At the entrance of the parking lot, a man wearing a white shirt and black casual pants, carrying a red briefcase, walked to the red Tiguan car in no hurry.

Wang Fan, sitting in the distance, looked at each other carefully and confirmed that the man who was dressed neatly and looked so handsome was Han Chen, whom he was going to teach today.

"Sorry! Brother

He threw half of his cigarette on the ground, stood up and rubbed it out with his feet. Wang Fan said silently in his heart that he had pulled out the brick from his backpack.

At this time, Han Chen didn't seem to notice the danger. He had opened the door and was leaning over the co pilot with something.

Wang Fan's flower pool is only a few meters away from the parking space. With a brick in his hand, he trots three steps at the same time and soon comes to Han Chen's back.

"Damn it

When he swung the brick in his hand, Wang Fan's mouth burst with rude words, and he was about to take a picture of Han Chen's back.

According to Wang Fan's plan, he wants to use bricks for Han Chen's body or head at will, and then he can throw away the bricks and run while Han Chen can't react.

As long as Han Chen is injured by him, no matter how slight the injury is, he can give an account to mourning Kun.

When Han Chen's story is over, Wang Fan will be able to return to H city and continue to fulfill his dream of being a big brother. Naturally, the task given by ghost uncle can go on smoothly.

However, it is not as good as heaven!

When the brick in Wang Fan's hand was about to fall on Han Chen's back, Han Chen suddenly turned around and raised his hand to push the thing on Wang Fan's forehead.

Guns!

Han Chen is holding a cold type 54 pistol. Wang Fan, with the muzzle on his head, swallows his saliva and looks at the five-star on the handle.

"Didn't you take all the guns?"

Wang Fan, with a cold sweat on his head, scolded uncle GUI's ancestors for 18 generations.

These days, Wang Fan has been waiting for the news of ghost uncle, is worried about meeting such a scene.

Now Han Chen is holding a gun to his forehead. If he is not happy, or his brain is hot, he will pull the trigger finger, and Wang Fan's head will be hit by a bullet.

What makes Wang Fan most depressed is that he can't explain his identity with Han Chen.

And even if Wang Fan tells Han Chen that he is an undercover policeman and comes here to sneak attack Han Chen with bricks in order to successfully complete the undercover task, it is estimated that Han Chen can't believe him.

"Who asked you to come?" Han Chen, holding a pistol, frowns and looks at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan, still holding a brick in his hand, looks at Han Chen coldly. He licks his dry lips and does not answer Han Chen's question.

"Tough mouth, boy!" Seeing that Wang Fan didn't mean to speak, a sneer flashed across Han Chen's face.

Just as Wang Fan was thinking about how to explain this to Han Chen, a figure suddenly appeared behind Han Chen.

"Brother fan! Run

Liu pangzi, standing behind Han Chen, yelled loudly, swung half of the brick in his hand and hit Han Chen's head directly.

"Bang"

The dull sound of bricks hitting on the skin made Wang Fan feel tight in his heart.

"Damn it Han Chen, who was attacked secretly, cursed, covered the bleeding wound on his head with one hand, and turned the muzzle of his gun to point at Liu fatty behind him with the other.

Liu pangzi, who was just raising his hand to pat the second brick, saw the black hole in the muzzle of the gun. He was so scared that he threw half of the brick out with a raise of his hand. He raised his hands straight over his head and cried out: "I surrender!"

The wound on his head was bleeding. Han Chen grinned and raised his leg to kick Liu pangzi to the ground. He scolded, "damn you!"

Lest Han Chen lose his mind and kill Liu pangzi, Wang Fan, standing behind Han Chen, raises his foot and kicks Han Chen on his waist while Han Chen is not paying attention to him, kicking Han Chen with his back to him.

"Run Wang Fan shouts at Liu fatty on the ground, turns around and runs to the gate of the community.

Liu pangzi, who was kicked down by Han Chen, heard Wang Fan's cry and stood up on the ground. He followed Wang Fan with wind at his feet and ran to the gate of the community.

Liu pangzi, who lost two souls in three souls, just ran to the gate of the community and saw that Wang Fan was put on the ground by two people in police uniform. Wang Fan didn't have time to struggle, so he was handcuffed by the police riding on him.

"Fan..."

Liu pangzi, who didn't finish shouting fan Ge in his mouth, felt a pain in his waist and was kicked to the ground again.

Han Chen, with his head in his hand, stepped on Liu pangzi and rushed to the door angrily. The two policemen yelled, "how can I come here?"