Chapter 22: The Night of Murder
"That'...... So what should we do, shall we call the police?"
The miserable white thunder light reflected Wei Xueyan's face worried about Uncle Liu.
Jiang Fan shook his head and said lightly, "It's too late, judging from the bloodstains of this half of the dagger, Old Man Liu shouldn't have gone far." ”
"That's it," Jiang Fan said, "You wait for me at home, I'll try to find it, maybe I can find some clues." ”
"But ......" Wei Xueyan hurriedly grabbed Jiang Fan and stopped talking.
Although she was worried about Uncle Liu, she didn't dare to risk Jiang Fan's life to gamble.
The other party dared to use the knife, and he also saw blood, so he was definitely not a general.
Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, your man has practiced a little skill in the past seven years, it's okay." ”
After that, Jiang Fan turned around and walked out of the gate in the rain.
Stepping out of the alley exit, it was as if the human skin had been completely torn open, and in the next second, Jiang Fan was no longer the gentle and elegant husband of Wei Xueyan before.
At this time, he is the emperor, the strongest imperial soldier in the hot summer.
I only saw Jiang Fan standing with his hands up, and his voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people nearby to hear it clearly.
"Where is the Iron Horse Blood Python Army!"
As soon as the words fell, I saw that in the dark rain curtain, a shadow with the terrifying aura of the battlefield emerged.
They...... Kneeling on one knee, he always maintained the sharpest moment of his sword.
Because, they are the strongest minions of the imperial soldiers, and they have torn apart the sharp weapons of countless strong people.
"Ten minutes, find Uncle Liu's figure for me. ”
"Scatter!"
As soon as the words fell, the black pressed a group of shadows, quietly disappeared into the rain curtain, and turned into afterimages and shrouded Qingzhou in all directions.
"Could it be...... Is this all there is to my uneasiness?" Jiang Fan looked at the half-cut dagger in his hand and walked away.
......
Qingzhou, Phoenix.
The streets were deserted, with blood splattered and afterimages bursting.
At this time, Uncle Liu, who originally looked honest, was covered in blood, but his eyes were calm and terrifying, like a cheetah.
Whereas...... After he had just slit someone's throat with his own hands, he had been completely blocked by a group of killers dressed in black.
"Senior Liu, I didn't expect you to be really old, you are too old, but your strength is naturally sharp, and you deserve to be the first gold medal person of the year. ”
Standing on top of the street lamp five or six meters, the man with a tiger's back and a bear waist crossed his arms around his chest, looked at Uncle Liu with a sneer.
"It seems that I have to die today?" said Uncle Liu lightly.
"Today...... You really have to die, and you know very well that it is impossible for those of us to live an ordinary life. ”
"Back then, you, the famous gold medal killer, were even more unlikely to get out of the way, because you knew too many secrets. ”
"So...... Did he ask you to kill me?" A trace of grief flashed on Uncle Liu's old face, and more anger.
Uncle Liu is referring to the son he cultivated with his own hands back then.
The man didn't answer, slowly raised his eyes, and said coldly, "Kill!"
As soon as the words fell, black shadows in all directions suddenly struck at Uncle Liu.
From the beginning, Uncle Liu, with his skillful skills, easily repelled these killers.
After all, he couldn't resist the erosion of the years, and Uncle Liu's physical strength gradually became sluggish under the wheel war.
only saw a dagger stabbing at a tricky angle, Uncle Liu couldn't dodge, and his abdomen was cut open.
didn't let go of this rare opportunity, and then a foot burst in, straight to Uncle Liu's throat.
Uncle Liu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his arms barely blocked, and he was suddenly kicked out by this powerful kick, hitting the wall hard, and the wall behind him collapsed instantly, and the gravel flew away.
"Kill!"
A hint of murder flashed in the eyes of the six professional killers.
They are wolves that eat people and do not spit out bones, and as long as there is the slightest flaw in their prey, they will bite and hold on.
"Perhaps...... This is retribution, old woman, I should come down to accompany you, or so, or so!"
Spit out a mouthful of blood, Uncle Liu smiled miserably.
Just as the six killers were plundering and killing, suddenly a thunderclap broke through the night.
Almost at the same time, six bodyguards stopped walking.
Not only these six bodyguards, but also dozens of professional killers behind them were also shocked.
At this time, the smile of the tiger-backed man disappeared, and he was replaced by a gloomy gaze in one direction.
Because...... It is not known when a person was standing there.
Someone who wasn't supposed to be here.
"It seems that Qingzhou has mixed in some miscellaneous pieces that shouldn't appear, you ...... Is it a killer?" a black shadow stood in front of Uncle Liu at some point.
He put his hands in his pockets and smiled.
Exactly! Jiang Fan.
"Uncle Liu, are you okay?" Jiang Fan frowned and looked sideways.
At this time, Uncle Liu had fallen unconscious in the blood and water, and he didn't know life or death.
"Are you going to be a hero, little brother," the man squinted, cracking the corners of his mouth.
He could feel the smell of blood that Jiang Fan deliberately hidden, even if there was a trace of this bloody smell, it was not comparable to all of them.
This person is a very scary character.
But that doesn't mean they're afraid.
Because in their hands, I don't know how many such characters have been killed.
The man laughed, and laughed hideously.
"Kill!"
A cold voice ran out of the man's mouth, and in the next second, dozens of killers slaughtered Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan smiled faintly, "It's been a long time since I've moved my body, I hope ...... You can please me, don't end it too quickly. ”
As soon as the words fell, thunder flashed in the sky, screams came one after another, and Jiang Fan walked towards the crowd.
The battle began and was destined to end.
I just didn't expect it to end so quickly.
In less than three minutes, everything had fallen silent.
At this time, corpses were lying in pools of blood, and the man with a hideous face just now, his face was pale, his eyes trembled, and he stared at all this blankly.
Why?!
Because Jiang Fan was calm at this time, he still had his hands in his trouser pockets, looking down on the man condescendingly.
Jiang Fan smiled, like a demon.
In the next second, the man woke up like a dream, and his body suddenly burst out.
"Monster, this is a monster, why does this kind of monster appear in Qingzhou, he ...... It's even more terrifying than Old Man Liu at his peak!"
The man blessed with all his strength and fled at a gallop.
But...... The next second he stopped.
Why?!
Because Jiang Fan was even faster, he appeared beside him like a ghost.
At this time, Jiang Fan pressed one hand on his shoulder, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the man couldn't move.
"You know, I'm disappointed in you because you're too weak," Jiang Fan's eyes turned to the man.
The man's face was frightened, and he looked directly at the darkness in front of him, not daring to look directly into Jiang Fan's eyes.
"Who asked you to come?" Jiang Fan said lightly.
"Yes...... It's ......" The man was halfway through his words when the face of the boss suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was afraid.
He didn't dare to name the adult.
Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the corner of his eyes, and his right hand was like lightning, stabbing at Jiang Fan with a dagger.
"Interesting, would you rather die than tell your master?" Jiang Fan said lightly.
"That satisfies you. ”
"Pound!"
With a muffled snort, the next second before the dagger reached Jiang Fan's heart, the man was slapped out by Jiang Fan's breeze, and then died on the spot.
"Fortunately, there are no fatal injuries," Jiang Fan walked to Uncle Liu's side, checked the strength, and then picked it up and disappeared into the night.
And with Jiang Fan's departure, the corpses of those killers also disappeared without leaving a trace, as if nothing had ever happened here.
At this time, an elegant song was playing in a coffee shop.
At the dining table, a tall man in a white shirt was drinking coffee.
There are several photos on his desk, one of which is Zhou Fangzun, and the other is Jiang Fan.
"Boss, Long San is outside, do you want to see him?" said a young man behind him.
He is none other than the young man on Ryusan's side, a subordinate of this mysterious boss.
The man didn't answer, just stared at Jiang Fan's photo, and after a long time, he spoke.
"Let's start the plan, let Ryuzo come and see me, now...... That's when you can use him. ”