However, Blood Eagle was still a master after all, and it did not disappoint him. In the faint light, Zhao Fan saw him raise his eyes, and quickly reached out to cover his shoulder, with a look of pain on his face.

"Die!" Blood Eagle finally confirmed that the person in front of him was not invulnerable, and instantly found confidence. The disordered mind also calmed down, and a dagger was whining by his waving, and it swung around Zhao Fan rapidly.

Zhao Fan had already experienced this kind of thing, and he let out a muffled snort while occasionally fighting back. As long as they made a move, they all greeted the blood eagle in the face.

The night vision goggles didn't know where the blood eagle was pumped to for a long time, and it couldn't be seen whether Zhao Fan was really injured at all. After being beaten, his nose and face were swollen, and he was already in a frenzy, and his moves were all aimed at Zhao Fan's fatal point.

Experience +15

Experience +15

Experience +15......

Zhao Fan was in pain and happy.

The blood eagle is indeed very strong, and the dagger in his hand is not an ordinary dagger, every time he is stabbed by him, Zhao Fan will feel a burst of pain. But the refreshing feeling of the current fluctuating made him enjoy it incomparably.

But Blood Eagle is also human, and he will be tired of making such a crazy shot.

Time passed minute by minute, and seeing that Zhao Fan seemed to be about to fall at any time, but it was still a little short, the panting Blood Eagle couldn't help but let out a roar.

"What are you doing? Fooling around at night, and not letting people sleep?" Uncle Zhao on the first floor was already sleeping very lightly, Zhao Fan and Blood Eagle were so noisy, and after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, he finally couldn't help but get up and turn on the light, and jumped his feet and cursed madly out of the window.

The moment the lights came on, Zhao Fan and Blood Eagle took a few steps in unison and leaned against both sides of the window.

Uncle Zhao, who was huffing, opened the window and looked outside a few times, but saw nothing, cursed a few more loudly, and slammed the window shut.

The people in the room turned off the lights, and it became dark outside the window again, and the two people through the window looked at each other quietly.

Both of them were scolding their mothers in their hearts.

This night gave Zhao Fan a good opportunity, and the blood eagle without night vision goggles couldn't see what his specific situation was at all. As long as he pretends to be weak, he can drag him to fight all the way, and the experience points can continue to increase by fifteen, and more than 1,500 experience points can be properly obtained.

Fortunately now, the moment the light shone outside the window, he saw the surprised look on the face of the blood eagle, and even more so the deep horror in his eyes. As soon as the lights dimmed at this moment, the man shrank back silently, obviously preparing to run away.

"Damn, you've already beaten me seventy-six times, and you're just about to finish it with more than twenty strokes, Uncle Zhao, you've endured it for so long, can't you hold on a little longer?"

"What kind of monster is this? You are already invulnerable, and you still coax me to fight for so long a day, what kind of bad fun is it?" When the lights came out, seeing Zhao Fan, who had not even a trace of blood on his body although his clothes had been cut into strips of cloth and hung on his body, Blood Eagle had already scolded in his heart.

It's a shame that you screamed so miserably just now, you are so energetic, where do you look a little injured? After cutting so many knives, you didn't even pierce the skin, and you still beat a yarn!

"Or, if I don't fight back, how many more times will you hit me?" Zhao Fan raised his hands high and said softly as he approached the Blood Eagle.

"Pervert, Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore!" Blood Eagle finally gave up, spat fiercely in the direction of Zhao Fan, turned around and ran.

"I'll go, you're a master, aren't you? If you can't win, you will spit on it, you won't be ashamed!" Zhao Fan's voice of complaining sounded in his ears, and the blood eagle who spread his feet and ran upside down with his hair standing upside down, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and touched his waist.

"And the weapon, take it out early! Come on, come on, I really don't fight back, you go on!" Zhao Fan, who was leisurely following behind the Blood Eagle, saw his movements, a trace of joy flashed on his face, and he shouted happily.

"You give me death!" Blood Eagle roared angrily, and quickly turned around, holding a pistol in his flat hand.

"More than three hundred experience points are gone!" Zhao Fan's eyebrows straightened, his face instantly turned cold, and at the same time, he also let out an unwilling sigh in his heart.

If you are hit by a gun, the system will not increase your experience points, and this thing is very powerful, and it really hurts after being hit. Otherwise, in the Middle East, where the artillery is full of fire, you can provoke an army or something, and be shot at by a burst of random guns, although you will be a little injured, the system is afraid that I don't know how many times it has been upgraded.

The gun had already been lit, and Blood Eagle didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with Zhao Fan anymore, his fingers were slightly forced, and he was about to pull the trigger.

He was a little distressed, in Huaxia, it was really not easy to get this thing in his hands, and every bullet was extremely expensive. If it weren't for the threat of death from Zhao Fan, he really didn't want to move this thing.

It's just that at the moment when he was about to pull the trigger, he felt a flash in front of him, and his muzzle lost its target. Before I had time to look, I only felt a light in my hand, and the pistol that was obviously clenched in my hand disappeared strangely.

"Yalikin" Grach", standard number 6P35, Russian military firearms! You can even get this kind of thing, Xiang Desheng really has dealings with the people in Siberia!" Zhao Fan's voice sounded beside him, and the blood eagle jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on its tail.

Hearing the sound of tinkling metal falling to the ground, the blood eagle looked at it in the night, and saw Zhao Fan's hands dancing at will like a magician, and in a few blinks of an eye, a pistol was dismantled by him and thrown on the ground at will.

"Let's talk about it, Xiang Desheng has dealings with Siberian mercenaries, let me see and understand!" Zhao Fan saw that the lights of several houses in the courtyard had been turned on, and he also knew that it would be meaningless to continue like this, so he gave up the idea of collecting experience points, and looked at the blood eagle casually and asked calmly.

"If you want to kill, kill it!" Blood Eagle knew that he couldn't escape from Zhao Fan's palm, he took a deep breath, his eyes became indifferent again, and he looked at Zhao Fan and said coldly.

", don't break the jar like this, you still have a chance to rescue! If you say something casually, I'm happy to hear it, and I'll really let you go!" Zhao Fan was like a big bad wolf who lured Little Red Riding Hood, and his tone was so gentle and gentle that the indifferent Blood Eagle couldn't help but get goosebumps when he heard it.

"With your abilities, you're definitely not an ordinary person. So you should also know what will happen to people like us once they betray the organization!Although I am afraid of death, but at this point, I also know that you will never let me go, so do it!" Blood Eagle chuckled lightly, his tone calm.

"It's really boring!" Zhao Fan shook his head, and instantly arrived at the side of the blood eagle.

With a few crisp clicks, Zhao Fan twisted off Blood Eagle's two arms and kicked off his two legs almost casually.

This man was very tough, and although he snorted a few times, he never begged for mercy, let alone screamed.

Lying on the ground, his body trembled slightly, his eyes were still looking at Zhao Fan indifferently, and he said lightly: "All the pain you put on me, someone will help me take it back!"

Experience +15

Hearing the system's prompt, Zhao Fan was still entangled in the three hundred and sixty experience points that he hadn't gotten, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this person's threat at all, but he complained a few words to Uncle Zhao, who suddenly turned on the lights and disturbed him to collect experience points.

"I caught a little shrimp from Siberia, are you interested in learning about it?" Zhang Yelei's voice came from the earpiece, and Zhao Fan said leisurely.

Blood Eagle heard Zhao Fan's voice on the phone, and there was not much change in expression on his face. But the intense pain had been tormenting him, and he couldn't help but force himself to move.

Then, I saw Zhao Fan's figure flash, and then he came to him, stretched out his hand and grabbed his chin is pull and twist, and then his chin was dislocated, and his mouth couldn't be closed.

Seeing Zhao Fan holding a mobile phone flashlight and checking something in his mouth like a dentist, Blood Eagle instantly knew what he was looking for.

He was weakened by some strange ideas that popped up from time to time by Zhao Fan, who had nothing to do to pretend to be a denture and commit suicide with some poison? Don't you have to chew when you eat? If you accidentally bite it, how unjust will you die? In which boring novel do you think it is?

"It's really not, I've been looking for it for so many years, but I haven't seen this kind of high-tech, it's really a pity!" Zhao Fan wiped his fingers on the Blood Eagle clothes in disgust, his face full of disappointment.

This brain circuit, are you really afraid that I will commit suicide, or will you become disgusting......

Zhang Yelei came quickly, and there were a lot of people who came, and the battle was not small, and more than a dozen special police officers with loaded guns and ammunition and wearing body armor came. A group of people who originally thought that there would be a big war were all stunned when they saw the blood eagle lying in the mud gasping for breath.

"I'll leave it to you, I'll go home and sleep!By the way, Lao Zhang, remember to invite you to dinner when you are promoted!" Without waiting for a group of people to speak, Zhao Fan shouted at Zhang Yelei, who was also a little dazed, turned around and ran away.

"Captain, this person is indeed a killer wanted by Interpol!" said a young male policeman with eyes who quickly swiped the tablet in his hand, compared it to the somewhat blurry side photo on the screen, and said with some surprise.

"Take it away, interrogate it overnight!"

……

When he returned to the door of the house on the sixth floor, Zhao Fan found that he did not have the key to the house.

I took a look at my current image through the dim street lamp, and knew that if I woke up the family and saw him like this, I guess I would have to explain it again.

With a wry smile, he untied the thin wire that tied the water pipe in the stairwell, and picked up a small piece of wood from the ground. He leaned on the door and tinkered with it, opened the door and slipped in lightly.

"Xiaofan, if you want to drink water, there is cold boiled water on the table, your mother knows that you want to drink water at night, so she has prepared it for you!" Zhao Aiguo's voice came out of the room.

Zhao Fan hurriedly answered vaguely, and saw the glass with cold boiled water in a conspicuous place on the dining table in the dark, and his heart was touched for a while. This kind of care seems to be bland, but he has been enjoying this kind of care since he was a child.

"It's been less than a day since I came back, and two groups of people have come to the door, and I have to find a way to ensure the safety of my parents and Xiaorui!" Zhao Fan said in a low voice.

Although he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, Zhao Fan still opened his eyes on time in the early morning.

But as soon as she walked out of the door, she was stopped by Li Cuilan, she looked at Zhao Fan and smiled: "Sleep for a while! Don't worry, your father won't lift your bed now!"

Thinking of the previous incident when Zhao Fan slept lazily at home and was lifted by Zhao Aiguo, the family smiled and leaned back. It is impossible for Zhao Fan to really go back to sleep in the cage, after so many years of grinding on the edge of life and death, he is no longer the teenager who never seemed to wake up.