"Jiang Fan, you and I used to be the best brothers in this world, and I thought so at that time. ”

"But everyone can't be the same, so that night, I chose what I thought was the right path. ”

"And now, I'm going to add color to that path. ”

"Wei Xueyan and your daughter, I also want to know how much weight they have in your heart for you. ”

"Jiang Fan, my good brother, it's your turn to choose, or the old place, the Juxian Villa where you defeated me, I want to see you tonight, and at the same time I don't want to see you, because you will die. ”

This...... It's the content of the message, the content of the message sent by K.

Jiang Fan frowned, and quickly called Wei Xueyan, but no one answered.

At this moment, Jiang Fan completely lost his mind.

"Jiang Fan, I'll go with you," Zeng Xiaoshu said excitedly.

"Brother Zeng, you get out of the car, I'll go see him alone," Jiang Fan's whole face sank.

"No, we are brothers, how can I watch you alone......"

Zeng Xiaoshu was halfway through his words, and suddenly he only felt that he was hit by a huge force behind him, and suddenly his eyes were black and fainted.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zeng," Jiang Fan put Zeng Xiaoshu on the recliner in the park, and he drove to Juxian Villa.

At this time, the door of Juxian Villa was also as open as ten days ago, opening its bloody mouth like a giant beast, waiting for Jiang Fan to appear.

Jiang Fan's eyes were blood-red, and he rushed in without hesitation.

In the distance, the moonlight was shining brightly, and K was sitting on top of the gazebo.

Jiang Fan's murderous gaze slowly moved away from K's side, and his heart suddenly became confused at this moment.

I saw my woman and daughter being hung up, wrapped in a white cloth bag, and I didn't know whether I was alive or dead.

"Jiang Fan, you're here!" said K slowly opening his eyes and smiling.

"K, if you're still a man, something is coming at me," Jiang Fan clenched his fists and said coldly.

"Jiang Fan, do you know, you are still too emotional, I once told you that sooner or later feelings will become your fatal weakness. ”

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"That's a good question," K smiled slightly, "I hear the old thing say, you...... It turned out to be the emperor soldier of Yanxia?"

"Yes and what, and what is not?"

"Hahaha......" suddenly K laughed insolently, "Can you also become an imperial soldier, don't be kidding." ”

K's laughter stopped abruptly, in exchange for a look that was extremely cold, "Why can you be valued by the old thing, why is a waste who is swayed by feelings, you can become an imperial soldier, you! ”

"It's not up to you to tell me whether you're worthy or not, you should ask the world. ”

"Jiang Fan!" K shouted in a deep voice, and then picked out a dagger from his pocket with his index finger and pointed it at the large white cloth pocket.

K believes that from this position, Wei Xueyan's neck will have been perfectly cut.

"Now I'll give you a choice, kneel in front of me and kowtow three times, and then kill yourself, or I'll kill the woman and children you love the most in front of you. ”

"You should know that at this distance, your speed can't be faster than my knife. ”

"It seems that you really know me, and the distance has made you confident," Jiang Fan suddenly raised his eyes and smiled slightly.

"What!?" K. was stunned.

Because he saw Jiang Fan laughing.

What does this smile represent, as Jiang Fan's best friend and best confidant, he knows best.

This shows that Jiang Fan is very confident, and it also represents the time of death of the prey.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition surged out of K's heart, and a drop of cold sweat crossed his face.

Cold sweat fell in the air and exploded on the ground.

And at the moment when it was blown up, the black windbreaker on Jiang Fan's body moved without wind.

Is that...... Killing breath.

Suddenly, the killing aura devoured the entire Juxian Villa at a terrifying speed, and the night when the birds and insects were singing fell into a dead silence, and time seemed to slow down.

In this space, Jiang Fan is the king, and Jiang Fan is the emperor.

"Poof!"

K only felt a Tarzan-like pressure slamming down on his body, and every joint in his body couldn't move.

His face was pale, his eyes widened in horror, and he said in disbelief, "Impossible, when did you become so powerful, what is going on with this killing aura?"

It stands to reason that Jiang Fan's killing aura is on par with him, so it is impossible for Jiang Fan's killing aura to affect his mind.

The fact is that Jiang Fan's explosive killing aura has far surpassed him and reached a level that is incomprehensible to him.

And that level is the imperial soldiers.

Suddenly, Jiang Fan's voice sounded from beside him when K was stunned.

"K, you know, I knew you wouldn't use this as a blackmailer, because that's not your style. ”

Jiang Fan stood next to the white cloth pocket, and tore the white cloth pocket lightly, revealing the true face of Lushan.

I only saw that it was not Wei Xueyan who was hanging, but Sui Xixue, who was unconscious.

Jiang Fan then tore open the small one, which was just a doll.

"So you just launched a killing aura against me, not very confident, but are you sure that I won't use this trick to blackmail people?"

If it were an ordinary person under Jiang Fan's heyday of killing, I am afraid that he would have died long ago.

"You think so, that's it," Jiang Fan said lightly.

K shook his head and smiled bitterly, "So what are you going to do next, kill me?"

Jiang Fan frowned, "I want to know the secret between you and the old guy, do you have something to hide from me?"

"Secret?" K scoffed, "what the hell are you talking about?"

"The old thing let me find it myself, and you didn't say it, why?" Jiang Fan continued.

"I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Fan looked at K and frowned, and suddenly he withdrew his killing breath.

Suddenly sweating K, he was relieved and sat on the ground gasping for breath.

He looked at Jiang Fan, "Why did you suddenly become so strong?"

"This question has nothing to do with you," Jiang Fan said lightly.

"So what's relevant to me?"

"For example, I'll give you an hour to escape, and I'll kill you in an hour. ”

"You're not going to kill me?" K. was stunned.

"Since the old guy doesn't kill you, there must be a reason for him, I care about what secrets you are hiding from me, if you die, this answer will be completely ruined. ”

A hint of panic flashed in the corner of K's eyes, but it was only hidden for a moment.

"Idiot," K sneered, jumping on the spot, and several of them disappeared into the night.

Jiang Fan watched K leave indifferently and looked up at the night sky.

At this time, in the Zhou family in Qingzhou, the old man was lying on the chair with Zhou Yanhe, looking at Jiang Fan's same night sky, and muttered, "Jiang Fan, I hope that when you find the secret that belongs to you and K in the future, you will still be you." ”