Wang Zhiwen's face was pale, and there was some regret in his heart.

It's impossible to fight, and after all these years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, what he is most proud of is a pair of eyes. Chen Fan just now, although he couldn't understand it, he also knew that this person had a ghost.

So Wang Zhiwen didn't say a word, turned around and ran.

"Run, don't you think it's too late?" Chen Fan sneered.

Facing this Wang Zhiwen, who only knew a little bit of kung fu, even if Chen Fan was a mortal now, he still easily caught up with him, and walked back directly by his neck.

"Chen Fan, let me go, I can give you money!"

"Otherwise, let me tell you, Wang Shao's purpose for pursuing Lin Jia, Lin Jia has a big secret ......"

"Cao Nima, what do you want?"

Wang Zhiwen's face was pale, and when he felt that Chen Fan was not joking, he really broke down a little and began to babble nonsense.

But Chen Fan was unmoved by this, but just said coldly: "Life or death, it depends on your luck!"

......

Ten seconds later.

With a hysterical scream, Wang Zhiwen fell from Tiantai Mountain.

Boom!

After a loud noise, Wang Zhiwen fell on the life-saving mat, although his life was not in danger, but he had never been so stimulated, and he still passed out very happily.

"This is just a little interest, if you don't do it, you and Wang Zhiwen behind you are ruined and ruined, how can you be worthy of this heavy life?"

Chen Fan exhaled a turbid breath and took out the blood-colored jade plaque from his chest.

Biting the fingertips, a drop of bright blood dripped on the blood-colored jade plate, and with a crisp sound of 'click', the blood-colored jade card was covered with cracks, and after collapsing, it turned into a blood-colored rainbow in the sky, all pouring into Chen Fan's body.

Bang!

Countless blood-colored rainbow lights began to continuously transform Chen Fan's body, meridians, bones, blood, and even soul, and after a while, the dantian was opened, and finally all the blood-colored rainbow light gathered in the dantian, forming a blood-colored stone tablet.

This is the true form of the Blood Phoenix Secret Archive.

"Build the foundation realm!"

Almost instantly, Chen Fan's body was raised by an inch, countless waste blood was discharged from the surface of his body, and a majestic energy flowed in his limbs.

Feeling this familiar energy, Chen Fan smiled suddenly.

After a while, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and a heavy rain fell as soon as it was said, and it completely washed away the waste blood on Chen Fan's body.

"It seems to be exactly the same as in the previous life, and even this heavy rain coincides with the timing of the previous life. Chen Fan muttered.

After doing all this, Chen Fan strode out of Hongrong Building, looking at the group of policemen, firefighters, and medical staff who were busy working for him in front of him, his face was full of apologies.

"That Director Tan Wenlong, can you please give me a piece of clothing?" Chen Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were imposing, and his face was full of sincerity.

He had contact with this Tan Wenlong in his previous life, and after he jumped off the building in his previous life, he was sent to the hospital by Tan Wenlong, and even donated 30,000 yuan to him. After being hospitalized, Wang Zhiwen's harassment was also reprimanded by the director.

In the face of this righteous director, Chen Fan maintained the greatest respect.

"Hey, are you the one who is going to jump off the building?" Tan Wenlong looked at Chen Fan suspiciously, and only after a moment did he suddenly realize.

Chen Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry to trouble everyone, I didn't figure out some things just now, but now I have figured it out." ”

"You young people, can you have some confidence in us in uniform?"

"Well, I'll definitely look for you in the future!"

Immediately after Tan Wenlong found him a clean set of clothes, he immediately turned on the education mode and directly scolded Chen Fan for being bloody.

During this period, Chen Fan accepted it humbly without the slightest impatience.

He knew very well that Tan Wenlong was doing it for his own good.

At the end, Tan Wenlong said earnestly: "Some people look crazy, but they are actually paper tigers! Many things are not that the police don't want to take care of them, nor that they can't manage them, but that the victims don't cooperate. ”

Looking at Tan Wenlong with a righteous face, Chen Fan smiled and said: "It's because I'm out of love, so I can't think about it for a while, and I won't be in the future." ”

Tan Wenlong hated that iron could not become steel, and he was a little helpless, sighed, waved his hand and let Chen Fan go.

Wearing the clean clothes that Tan Wenlong gave him, holding an umbrella, Chen Fan stood in the distance, glanced at Tan Wenlong in a complicated way, and sighed leisurely: "I will repay you for your kindness in my previous life." ”

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left, and returned to the house he had just rented again.

The house is not big, slightly shabby, less than ten square meters, and there is not even a table to fit except for a bed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Fan's face was full of bitterness.

For Lin Jia, who didn't love herself at all, she got herself into such a field, she was really a fool in her previous life, she didn't say anything about her suffering, and even let the old lady who had been raising her all her life not enjoy the blessings of the old day, but she had to suffer from herself, which led to sudden death in the end.

Yourself, what a bastard!

Lying on the bed in the dilapidated rental house, Chen Fan's mind was heavy, and the scenes of his previous life passed through his mind like slow motion, and he fell asleep after about two hours.

The next day, he got up early in the morning, withdrew all the 200,000 cash he had accumulated in the bank, went straight to the largest antique street in the city, and went directly to an antique shop called Zizhuzhai.

He clearly remembered that during this period of time in Wang Zhiwen's company, there were some problems.

Wang Zhiwen was in a bad mood, so he came to the antique street to play.

And he was able to finally turn the tables at that time, relying on his adventures in this Zizhuzhai.

I don't know if Wang Zhiwen was lucky in his previous life, or something else, in short, he bought a pair of poems full of antiquity and without signature.

Although the shopkeeper knows calligraphy and painting, because this poem is not signed, it is not easy to estimate, and finally sold 100,000 yuan to Wang Zhiwen.

It was later determined that it was the authentic work of Su Shi in the Song Dynasty, "Dead Wood and Strange Stones, First Draft".

This painting is not well-known in history, and even most people think that it does not exist, and only a finished draft has been circulated in the world, but in fact, this first draft still exists, and it happened to be bought by Wang Zhiwen, who was unlucky.

It was also with this poem that he revitalized his company.

And the time when Wang Zhiwen came to this Zizhuzhai happened to be the day after he jumped off the building, that is, today.

But this time, hehe!

When Chen Fan thought of this, the corners of his mouth were full of sneers.