Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Three men in black, who collapsed on the ground because of serious injuries, saw Zhang Fan coming. One of them looked at Zhang Fan and asked in a deep voice.

The other two men in black stare at Zhang Fan, waiting for Zhang Fan's answer.

"Ah..."

Zhang Fan, standing in front of the three men in black, said with a sneer on his face like an ancient sculpture: "you all came to kill me and asked me who I am. This question is not too idiotic."

"Of course we know who you are, but..."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the man in Black said in a deep voice: "however, I guarantee that most of the information we get is wrong. We want to know your true identity and let us know who we are dead in."

Information?

It seems that someone is buying my life.

The information provided is still wrong, which means that the person who wants me to die has no idea of my real strength. It is just a general guess.

But the information error, also came four inborn big consummation, must have paid a lot of money.

Hearing the words of the man in black, Zhang Fan's heart flashed all kinds of ideas.

Soon there was a definition.

The man who bought his life was not his enemy in the west, but the one he met after he arrived in Wenhai city.

In order to kill me, who would this person be.

Dark eyes, flash thinking light, think for a while, Zhang Fan still did not think of a one two three four five, do not want, he coldly looked at three people in black, said: "want me to tell you my true identity, OK, but before, you tell me, you are which side of the people."

It's impossible to know from the killer who ordered his life.

But

As long as Zhang Fan knows which side of the killer is.

As long as it is not the power of China, he can find out.

If it is so bad luck, Zhang Fan also recognized.

"Wet Brahma"

hearing Zhang Fan's words, the eyes of the three people in black changed. They looked at each other, and finally, they vomited three words.

In any case, it's better to exchange this for Zhang Fan's real identity.

"The three top killer organizations in Southeast Asia, vibera."

"That's right."

Seeing that Zhang Fan heard the three words of shivaro, he showed an expression of shock. On the faces of the three men in black, they could not help showing a look of pride.

"I'm the hell of the West. Now, you can die."

After the shock, Zhang Fan gave his name, and without waiting for the three men in black to speak, he waved his hand.

A black light flashed by and the throats of the three men in black were cut open.

Zhang Fan, with a slight jump, was several meters away.

With the spray of blood, the life of the three men in black passed quickly. Their eyes were full of shock, unwilling and regret

"It turned out to be the yama who ran across the West. No wonder, no wonder..."

This is the last sentence of the three men in black.

So far

In less than half an hour, four congenitally perfect, so fell.

Drinking hate in the streets of Wenhai city.

Whether they have a chance to die depends on their luck.

"Dare to buy my life, ready to be killed by me."

Staring at the three men in black who have no voice, Zhang Fan's face is icy, his eyes are murderous, and his mouth is full of penetrating words.

"Zhang Fan"

"brother fan"

"brother fan"

at this time, Zhang Fan's ear sounded two familiar voices that can't be more familiar. His face was cold, his murderous spirit disappeared, and he showed a soft smile. When he turned around, he grinned and said solemnly:

"Xiaolei, Xiaohan, didn't I tell you to stay in the alley, How did you get out? "

The words are full of blame.

"Brother fan, I..."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words full of blame, looking at Zhang Fan's serious expression, Lu Xiaohan lowered Zhen's head.

"I'm worried about you, so come out and have a look."

Compared with Lu Xiaohan, Zhou Xiaolei was much calmer. She said faintly: "Xiaohan and I walked out of the alley and stayed at the entrance of the alley and looked this way.

We came here after you killed the four men in black. We wanted to ask if you were hurt

Although the words are plain, the meaning of care is revealed.

"Brother fan, I and Xiaolei are not listening to you, but worried that something might happen to you. So we came out. Don't be angry."

At this time, Lu Xiaohan, with her head down, hears Zhou Xiaolei's words and then makes a sound.

"Forget it this time. Never again."

Listening to the two women's words, Zhang Fan's heart was warm and his face was soft. He said with a smile, "Xiaolei, Xiaohan, let's go quickly. If we don't go, we'll be in trouble when the police come."With these words, Zhang Fan left quickly.

Zhou Xiaolei and Lu Xiaohan two women swept their eyes and lay on the ground. They had turned into four dead men in black, and there was blood all over the ground. They quickly ran after Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan left for about ten minutes.

Three police cars are here.

As the door opened, nearly 20 policemen came down.

The leader of the team is Luo Ziwen.

"Team Luo, four people lying on the ground, all dead.

They were all cut throat by sharp objects, bleeding too much, leading to death

Ang Lee, who took people to check on the four men in black, went to Luo Ziwen after the inspection, and reported solemnly.

"What else have you found besides these?"

Hearing Ang Lee's words, Luo Ziwen glanced at the four men in black on the ground and asked.

"No

"Take the men and go back to the team."

Seeing Ang Lee shaking his head, Luo Ziwen's beautiful eyes began to turn. With a touch of wisdom, she flashed in her eyes. She told her to get on the bus.

"You, you, and a few of you, get people in the car."

Hearing Luo Ziwen's words, Ang Lee was stunned at first. Then, he asked people to move the corpse.

When it's all over, the police cars whistling in and out again.

Only blood and water are left on the ground.

This scene will be handled by special personnel.

Zhang Fan, who has returned to Villa No. 8 in Ziwan, the northern suburb, naturally will not know.

"Xiaolei, Xiaohan, I've been tired all day today. They all go to bed early. I'll go upstairs first."

Seeing that Zhou Xiaolei and Lu Xiaohan didn't go upstairs, they walked towards the sofa instead. They were stunned and told by Zhang Fan with a smile that they went to the stairs.

To the second floor, a few steps, Zhang Fan went to his room, pushed the door to go in.

After closing the door, Zhang Fan came to the bedside and sat down.

"Hello, windbell."

Take out the mobile phone, find the phone number of the wind bell, Zhang Fan dials in the past, after connecting, smile to say hello.

Follow closely, the mobile phone on the wind chime that flattering voice.

"Brother Zhang Fan, why do you call me when you have time? Do you miss me?"

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