thought that the inquiry to Xiao Dabao would give Ding Fan some understanding of the mysterious club of Heze.

I didn't expect it to be in vain in the end, in fact, Xiao Dabao is similar to Li Tianyu, although he really works in the club, he will not leave most of the time in the club, he only comes out once a week, and every time he comes out, he is almost always sent out with a blindfold, and he is a miscellaneous person inside.

It is said that the only person who knows how to get around is the young man who drives, but the kid seems to be a mute, he can't speak at all, he can only drive, and he knows even less about the club.

As for what the kid's name is, Xiao Dabao doesn't know at all, they have known each other for so long, and the two have not spoken to each other, just like two complete strangers.

Fortunately, now that Xiao Dabao is in his hands, it is not completely useless.

Ding Fan whispered two words in his ear, which made him tremble in fright, and his eyes narrowed in surprise.

But in the face of Ding Fan, he had no other way, and finally after Li Tianyu took out a wad of cash, Xiao Dabao finally nodded and agreed.

After Xiao Dabao got out of the car and left, Li Tianyu hurriedly turned around and asked anxiously: "What did you tell him, my son ...... today?"

Before Li Tianhua finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ding Fan stretching out his hand, as if something had happened, he stretched out his finger and pointed ahead, signaling him to drive.

......

A few hours later, in another remote corner of Jiangning City, a black business bullet car was parked in a remote alley.

An old man got out of the passenger seat, through a small gap, and opened the back door, and a young man in a black suit sat in the car.

The old man was very respectful to the young man in the car, and stretched out his hand to carefully help the people in the car out.

The young man, on the other hand, took out a cautious look outside, casually took out a black hat and put it on his head, and put his pale palm on the old man's wrist, as if he had a little difficulty getting up.

After the two got out of the car, the car started slowly, and flexibly reversed and left the narrow alley.

The old man was supporting the young man, which looked very strange, after all, the old man was very old at first glance, but this young man was the one who was being supported.

What's even more incomprehensible is that it is actually still on the hair of these two people, the old man's hair is meticulously arranged, and he obviously has a layer of hair wax on it, although the hair is a little gray, it looks quite energetic.

On the contrary, this young man seems to like black very much, from head to toe, even the shirt inside is black, even the buttons on the clothes are no exception, but the hair is snow-white, not a single black hair.

The young man reached out and took off the sunglasses on his face, looked around with his white pupils, and walked into a courtyard with the old man.

The space in the yard is not small, it is very tidy and tidy, it looks like a garden, the grass and trees planted around it are very precious at a glance, and there should be special people to take care of it at ordinary times, and the main hall is through the courtyard, although the young man looks a little tired, but he does not stop because of this, even if it is at this time, his chest has risen and fallen violently, and the beads of sweat on his face continue to slide, but he still does not stop.

Seeing the young people around him, it seemed that he was struggling to walk, and the old man around him was really a little unbearable, so he persuaded him: "Young master, take a rest!"

It took less than five minutes to walk this way, but the young man looked as if he had walked several kilometers, and his lips, which were still a little bloody, began to turn a little pale.

The old man in a blue-gray robe couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to remind him.

But this young man was unusually stubborn, shook his head firmly, and said with a little difficulty: "Time is tight, we must have credibility in this line of work, and if we play so big, those people won't wait for us for too long." ”

"Our equipment has always been top-notch, and there has never been a problem, and we don't know what happened today!"

The old man supported the young man, walked to the position of the main hall, and carefully helped him to sit down, as if he was dragging an egg in his hand, for fear that his movements would be too big and might be broken.

Waiting for the young man to sit down, the old man spoke: "The young master is saying that someone may be a ghost?"

"I'll check this matter, and there will be a result soon!"

The young man didn't seem to be able to hold on anymore, and sat down in his chair wheezing tiredly, nodding forcefully, but didn't say anything.

The old man, however, turned around and walked to the back of the lobby.

Looking at the antique furniture around him, the young man did not have the slightest appreciation in his eyes, but still hated a lot of it.

"Ah Zhan, is there any movement over there with the surname Li?"

When the old man left, the young man took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, and his face was slightly better after taking the medicine, but he was still weak when he spoke.

And in the entire main hall, there was no one in the original, and I don't know who he said this to.

But as soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with dark skin walked out of the corner.

"I've already asked someone to stare at his house, and I asked someone to get back what he has in his hand!" The middle-aged man named Ah Zhan is not only dark-skinned, but the clothes on his body are even black, which is somewhat similar to this young man, but the black clothes on his body are not just as simple as black, and it is not difficult to find that there is almost no reflection on the black clothes.

The strangest thing is that Ah Zhan is holding a long sword in his arms, in modern society, where will there be any swordsman, even if there is such a long sword, most of it is used by some old people in the park to exercise in the morning.

can be held in the arms of this man in black, but it obviously has a bit of the feeling of an ancient swordsman.

The young man picked up what Ah Zhan had given him and chuckled, looking very excited.

But Ah Zhan didn't understand what he was excited about, it was just a handing in, what was the use of this thing for him?

"The photo is washed out, and then sent to the relevant department!" the young man handed the thing to Ah Zhan, but the corners of his mouth were filled with an excited smile.

But this time, after Ah Zhan got the things, he didn't have any extra action, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I don't understand, the young master wants him to die, Ah Zhan just brings his head back, why go around in such a big circle, can't the young master believe Ah Zhan?"

The young man, waving his hand, did not seem to want to explain too much.

After all, this Ah Zhan has a straight temperament, and some things are explained too much, in fact, he won't understand.

Besides, killing people directly like this, he also felt that it was too boring, and he always had to enjoy the pleasure of the opponent's inability to survive and not be able to die.

But Ah Zhan obviously didn't understand this, so the young man didn't bother to tell him too much.

"You can ask Lao Rong, I think he will understand what I want to do!" Saying this, the young man seemed to be full of strength, and a seeping cold light even erupted in his eyes.

It's a pity that Ah Zhan still didn't understand what he meant, but he didn't continue to ask, he knew that this little young master didn't have much patience, and some things could be obtained by asking, and there was no need to get the result.

It didn't take long for the old man who had just left to come back from behind, but when he came back, his hands were not empty, but he was dragging a bald man.

If Ding Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this bald head who was beaten to a coma, isn't this Xiao Dabao who was pulled out by him before?

It's just that Xiao Dabao seems to be a little miserable at this time, he was dragged out from behind by the old man with one hand, his face was blue and purple, and he didn't know how many beatings he had received in the back.

The old man casually threw Xiao Dabao on the ground, didn't know where to take out a white handkerchief, and said while wiping his fingers: "The problem has been found, the connector of the antenna has been cut, this kid is not good at doing things, he left a horse's foot at the scene, and he was found soon." ”

At this time, where did Xiao Dabao still have the majesty he had before, he could barely speak, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.

When he saw the young man in black, he wanted to climb up and ask him to be released.

Unfortunately, before he could climb twice, the movement came to an abrupt halt, and the young man with the sword in his arms pulled out his long sword at some point, and a sword pierced his big * leg, like a nail, nailing him to the ground.

Poor Xiao Dabao wanted to shout loudly in pain, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his big mouth.

The young man sitting on the side glanced at Ah Zhan with a slight frown, as if he was very disgusted by the blood on the ground.

"He doesn't have such courage, there must be someone behind him, do you know who did it?" The young man just glanced at Xiao Dabao's body, and then looked at the old man beside him.

And the old man didn't hide it, nodded and whispered three words: "Li Tianyu!"

I thought that young people might be annoyed and angry when they heard this name, but I didn't want young people to be very calm and not as angry as they imagined.

I just pondered for a while, and it seemed that I still didn't believe in this result.

"Did he do it alone?" The young man stood up, took two steps forward, and asked Xiao Dabao condescendingly: "I can not kill you, but you know what the fate of betraying me is!"

"I want to know, besides Li Tianyu, who else told you to do this?"

"Li Tianyu is a little mouse at best, a little clever person, he can't play such a big game, there must be someone behind him to guide him. ”

Xiao Dabao didn't know where he was hurt, and after listening to the young man's words, he nodded vigorously, but he couldn't speak.

On the contrary, the old man standing behind the young man stepped forward and said, "He can't speak, I'm afraid that he will make a noise to the young master, so he won't be able to speak for the rest of his life." ”

The young man seemed to be used to this kind of result, and didn't care about what the old man behind him did, glanced at Ah Zhan beside him, and whispered: "The crocodile in the backyard should be hungry, I forgot to bring them lunch today, thank you!"

Ah Zhan seemed to understand what he meant at once, and he pulled out his long sword expressionlessly, and reached out to drag Xiao Dabao up from the ground.

But Xiao Dabao already knew his fate, and no one wanted to be thrown alive as a crocodile, so he struggled with all his strength, and then rushed straight behind the young man.

The old man's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily: "You dare!"

Hearing a soft sound, the long sword in Ah Zhan's hand was sheathed, and Xiao Dabao's neck who rushed out was crooked, and Dou Da's head fell directly to the ground, and blood suddenly spurted out from the only remaining neck like a fountain.

With the old man in the long shirt there, the young man naturally wouldn't be in any danger, and not even a drop of blood was on his body.

But the old man was still a little unhappy, glared at Ah Zhan angrily, and said coldly: "You did it on purpose!"

Ah Zhan still stood in place expressionlessly, and he didn't seem to even bother to look at Xiao Dabao's corpse, and said coldly: "I don't." ”