Infernal Affairs

Wang Fan really wanted to slap Abel, but in order to find the formula for making gold in the factory as soon as possible, Wang Fan still suppressed his anger and kept a restrained smile.

"How much more?" Wang Fan asked with a smile.

"A hundred thousand!" Abel raised his arm and turned his hand in front of Wang Fan's face.

"Good!" Wang Fan clenched his teeth and returned.

"Cash!" Abel nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes Wang Fan said with some grudge.

"Go back and get ready!" Then Abel went to his room.

Seeing Abel walk away, Wang fan stops him and says unhappily, "I'll give you the rest of the money after it's done."

"It's not negotiable. I'll tell you that this matter makes me feel bad. If I can't get the money tonight, I'm afraid I'll regret it." Abel said with a cold face.

"You mean to embarrass us!" Liu Feifei, who has never spoken, stands behind Wang Fan and stares at Abel coldly.

Hearing what Liu Feifei said, Abel looked at her and said to Wang Fan, "this woman let me play for one night. It's fifty thousand. You can send another fifty thousand tomorrow to pick her up."

"It seems that if I don't beat you up tonight, you just don't know what fear is!" Wang Fan listens to Abel's words, the tooth flower son draws straight, he frowns and looks at Abel in front of him, the fist pinches of the Luo Bang make a sound.

Abel, who is half a meter away from Wang Fan, immediately retreats two steps when he hears Wang Fan's wrong words, and opens a safe distance with him.

"Boy, what are you doing? Believe it or not, I'll call the boss right away, and you'll be overwhelmed! " Abel was about to pick up his cell phone in his pocket.

"Hit your sister!"

Wang Fan, who had wanted to teach Abel for a long time, cursed and waved his fist.

This time Wang Fan was angry again, and his fist was full of strength. Where the style of the fist passed, it trembled in the air.

"Whoosh"

Just as Wang Fan's style of fighting was about to hit Abel in the face, Abel, who had been frightened before, suddenly disappeared from Wang Fan's eyes.

"Whoosh"

Wang Fan, a little stunned, heard a burst of air breaking sound behind him.

Wang Fan, who didn't have time to see clearly the situation behind him, rolled three or four meters on the ground.

After Wang Fan fell to the ground, a carp straightened out and quickly stood up from the ground. His eyes swept, but he found that there was no one around him.

Abel and Liu Feifei are gone!

Wang Fan, who was standing on the open ground, carefully observed everything around him. He also took a look at the position he had just stood in.

Eyes, Wang Fan surprised to see two triangle concealed weapon.

It's not easy to find the black concealed weapon. If it wasn't for the cold light of the moon shining on the edge of the concealed weapon, Wang Fan couldn't have seen it so easily.

"He is really a master!"

A low voice came from the darkness, with a trace of irony.

"Abel, I didn't expect that you were from R!" Wang Fan recognized that the master of the voice was Abel and said with a sneer.

"Ha ha! Wang Fan, the little girl Qianxue, didn't she tell you not to fight with the r people at night? " Abel, hiding in the dark, said with a laugh.

"Yes, she said that the men in r country are very seedless. They often run away at night or hide for their lives, so she asked me to kill you in the daytime as much as possible!" Wang Fan disdained the way back.

"Baga! This damned woman Abel cursed and came out of the darkness.

At this time, Abel appeared out of thin air, and suddenly appeared behind Wang Fan, with a samurai sword in his hand.

"Die

Abel roared violently, waved his samurai sword and cut off Wang Fan's head.

"Old beast, seek death!"

Seeing that the samurai sword in Abel's hand was about to be cut on Wang Fan's head, Wang Fan flashed to the side fiercely, and at the same time, he punched Abel's belly.

"Hoo"

Wang Fan did not hit Abel in the belly.

Just when his fist was about to touch Abel's belly, Abel in the air became a virtual shadow, which disappeared from Wang Fan's eyes again.

"Damn it! Is it so weird? "

Wang Fan got out of the room and jumped a safe distance. He frowned and exclaimed to himself.

I've heard that ninjas from r country come and go without a trace, but Wang Fan always takes this kind of thing as a joke and doesn't take it seriously at all.

But today I saw with my own eyes that Abel suddenly disappeared in the air, which made him begin to believe those legends about ninja.

"Boy, are you scared by my means? ha-ha! I advise you to surrender quickly. Maybe I can save your life! " Abel in the dark talks like a king.

If it's face-to-face, Wang Fan won't care about Abel, but in the current situation, Wang fan is at an absolute disadvantage.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, and I am passive everywhere.

There is no way to fight this kind of fight. Wang Fan scolded: "old beast, you hide like a turtle. Are you afraid that I will crush your bird?"

"Ha ha, boy, whatever you say, if you refuse to surrender, I will cut off your head with the long knife in my hand, and then hang it outside the factory gate, so that everyone can see you, ha ha! Especially the little girl Qianxue, I will let her know about your death! Ha ha Abel was laughing wildly in the dark.

Listen to Abel's words, Wang Fan guesses that the old man knows Qianxue, but what's the relationship between him and Qianxue? This is not what Wang fan can think of. After all, Qianxue, as the daughter of Shenfeng, has been covered with blood these years.

With a careful look around, Wang Fan began to move to the direction of the factory gate.

Just as Wang Fan took the second step, the ground under his feet suddenly loosened, and one hand firmly grasped his ankle.

"Damn, there's an ambush!"

Wang Fan, who was caught by his ankle, was so tight in his heart that he wanted to take back his feet. However, his opponent's hand was just like a pair of vice. He was stuck on Wang Fan's ankle. He let Wang Fan do everything he could, but he couldn't get rid of it.

Shua

A cold light flashed by, and the cold samurai sword cut off Wang Fan's head.

Wang Fan, who was caught by the ankle, felt the cold wind sweeping behind him, but he had no ability to resist such an attack.