Master of the city

Huang Yihan didn't show any attitude towards Zhang Fan's saying that he was shooting essence. He just sat on the bed and looked at him as if he were shooting cucumbers. He kept patting two policemen with his hands.

Qiu Shengping and Xu Pingyang, two police officers, knew to beg for mercy at the beginning, but their voice gradually decreased until they fell to the ground motionless.

Zhang Fan shakes the whole body of them with his soul calming hand. This is probably the story of the lamp withering.

When they died, the two policemen were all haggard, as if they had been shaken by a hundred and eighty hooligans after smoking for more than ten years.

"What's the point of doing that?"

Huang Yihan, who has been looking at all this coldly, saw that Zhang Fan had finally stopped, and then asked calmly.

"It doesn't make sense. Even if they die ten or eight times, you can't get back to the original shape. I know that, but it doesn't affect my idea of wanting them to die. "

"Well, I understand that you're venting your anger on me, but I don't feel anything. I don't think it's worth being happy. That's to say, there's more free spirit in the room. I just Think you cooked for me. " Huang Yihan's facial muscles suddenly moved and showed a smile to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan knew that Huang Yihan wanted to thank him for his actions, but he was not happy at all.

Because he knew that smile was just a simple muscle movement, with no emotion. Huang Yihan smiles only because her reason tells her that Zhang Fan should get some rewards for doing so. That's it.

"Maybe I haven't done enough. It's not just you, I don't feel any happy Zhang Fan said as he took off his clothes in front of Huang Yihan and took two bodies into the bathroom.

His way of dealing with the corpse is a little rough, or it's not that he doesn't know how a qualified murderer should deal with the corpse, but that he simply wants to vent his anger. The limbs of the two corpses were torn off by Zhang Fan, just like tearing two roast chickens.

After the blood control was done, he asked Xiao Liu to send two big garbage bags. He loaded the body, carried it out to the seaside and added some stones. Then he called a speedboat for a businessman in this street, took him to a place far away from the coast, and threw the garbage bags down.

As for whether the speedboat driver will report anything to him Zhang Fan is really not worried.

With that impromptu speech, there are basically no people in this street. They don't know that Zhang Fan is a shareholder of Qingfeng hotel. And now the success of Qingfeng hotel makes the business of the whole street prosperous, and the money we make is several times as much as before. Now the trouble of finding a hotel is the same as the trouble of finding himself and all the neighbors in the whole street. If there is not enough profit driven, but no businessman will do such a stupid thing.

After dealing with the corpse, she returns to the hotel lobby. The blood in the lobby has been cleaned up. Xiao Liu sits on the chair at the front desk and looks at Zhang Fan. Her eyes are a little complicated.

Zhang Fan has always been a good person in her eyes. Without him, Yihan's shop must be finished. She Xiaoliu also wants to find another way out, but the furious Zhang Fan really scares her. On the contrary, Zhou Weiwei sat on the sofa and looked like a good baby. Seeing Zhang Fan come in, she immediately ran to the water dispenser and received a glass of water, holding it to Zhang Fan like a treasure.

"You did a good job." Zhang Fan put his hand on the girl's head and stroked her a few times. Zhou Weiwei's face, which was originally a little pale, once again showed a feline smile. This Stockholm syndrome is amazing. If there is such a clever and sensible little beauty, any strange millet will be excited for a long time. Of course, the premise is that she will not become as obsessed with Princess disease as before.

Yes, according to Zhang Fan's understanding of the content of the little girl's mobile phone, this girl is also a "big sister" at school. There are a group of little brothers and sisters around her, and they usually bully the students who look bad. I'm afraid those students who have been bullied by her will be surprised to see her like this.

Seeing that there were not many traces in the shop except the blood on the wall, Zhang Fan asked Xiao Liu to open the shop again and called to tell the tenants that they could go in and out freely.

When the first tenants saw Zhang Fan scoring, their eyes were full of awe, admiration, and envy, because Zhou Weiwei had a posture of kneeling at Zhang Fan's feet and putting her head on his leg.

"Landlord, what was that thing at the stairway just now? I was so scared that I shivered when I heard it scream below."

At the request of the audience, lingdang, a charming female anchor, went to Qingfeng hotel to do the program. She stayed here the night before.

Some people, ah, are doomed to be uneasy. Just now Zhang Fan asked Xiao Liu to call and tell the people above that they are not allowed to come out, but all the people who come here are curious babies with the spirit of exploration, and there are still some people who come out to see the truth with warnings. Bell, as the anchor, is naturally one of them. But when we got to the second floor, the stairs on the first floor were blocked one after another. The scarlet mist with howling sound made people hairy. None of them dared to rush down.After all, people who have lived here all night already know that the ghost in Qingfeng hotel is not an actor, not a special effect, but a real ghost! The following ghosts are crying and howling. Maybe the shareholders are fighting with some evil spirits.

"Oh, I killed two people just now. I won't let you down for fear of scaring you. You see, there's still blood on the wall. " Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders and answered lingdang casually.

"Che - major shareholder, you don't scare people like that. You still kill people. Are all the ghosts in your shop killed by yourself? But your new wall decoration is really good, just like it is."

Lingdang didn't believe what Zhang Fan said. Instead, he praised the spatter of blood on the wall.

In this regard, Zhang Fan said with a smile.

People, that's it. They are suspicious. Sometimes when you tell him the truth, they don't believe it. Always feel like you're fooling him.

Zhang Fan naturally won't pull the bell to explain to her that he just really killed two people. Isn't that uncomfortable? As for whether those two people will become ghosts after they die, Zhang Fan thinks that they should have no chance. After all, their anger had been completely dispelled when they didn't die, and there was no chance to become ghosts at all.

The direct murderer of Huang Yihan has been solved, but the backstage has not yet been solved. Zhang Fan looks at the takeout of a nearby shop on his mobile phone and thinks about having a good lunch at noon. Good afternoon, he goes to the No.1 leader of Erya city to get in trouble.

But at this time, Zhang Fan's mobile phone suddenly rang, opened a look, but it is a do not know the number.

Zhang Fan's previous mobile phone was confiscated by the police. Zhou Liansheng asked someone to look for it, but it hasn't been sent to him. Now it's a temporary number. Only a few people, including Xie's grandson and Zhou Liansheng, know it. So who is the caller?

Zhang Fan answers the phone with some doubts, but Xie Tianyuan's voice comes from the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang?"

"Mr. Xie? How did you change the number? "

Zhang Fan was a little puzzled. He didn't know what Xie Tianyuan was doing.

"Oh, no, it's someone else's number. There's a A leader wants to talk to you face to face. Do you think you can... "

Xie Tianyuan on the other side of the phone looks hard to talk about.

"They found you?" Zhang Fan immediately understood what was going on. Xie Tianyuan must have been found again. Maybe he is being held somewhere now.

"Well..."

Telephone there hesitated for a while, just answer Zhang Fan. However, Xie Tianyuan soon added another sentence.

"Mr. Zhang, you can rest assured that there is no danger this time. You can specify the meeting place."

"Oh, that's it."

Zhang Fan sneered. Is the person on the other side coming to negotiate with him? Well, let's just talk about it. After all, it's official people. It's better to knock it to a certain extent, otherwise it will be too much and there will be trouble at home. Of course, I think so because these leaders of Erya are not really behind the scenes.

"Where are you crowded?"

Zhang Fan patted the girl's head beside her legs and asked.

"Well The Kaifeng restaurant in the central square. Every time I go to eat with my classmates, there are a lot of people in it. " Zhou Weiwei side head a little thought, gave a food grade answer.

"Well, Mr. Xie, if you want to talk to me, just go to the Kaifeng restaurant in the central square and wait. Let's eat some junk food and talk about it. It's better not to let him do anything like clearing up the market, let alone arrange something like snipers. Tell him plainly that snipers can't kill me, and once someone Snipes me, his family will be the only one Don't even think about living. "

"Well, it's not good to tell him that. Mr. Zhang, what the other party said is also the leader, if so... "

"You don't have to worry so much, just pass on my original words to the leader. Before things happen, I have to give him a shot to prevent him from being immoral when I kill his family."

Zhang Fan finished, also did not wait for Xie Tianyuan's reply, hung up the phone. If you have a good guess, the one over there should be his next target leader No.1. I'm afraid that what happened in Zhou Liansheng's house that day, the No. 1 leader also knew, so he came out to make peace.

Well, if you agree, it's up to me to pretend.