For the next two days, Zhao Fan stayed here and did not leave.

He had been looking forward to a rapid increase in strength, but after really improving to this realm, Zhao Fan found that he seemed to have just stepped into a new world.

Everything that was bizarre even felt a little incredible to him, but since it came out of Li Guangming's mouth, he had no reason to doubt it.

What Li Guangming knew, the old man should also know, but the old man didn't expect Zhao Fan's strength to improve so quickly, so he never told him about it.

Li Guangming used to be a master of the transformation realm, but he was abandoned for many years after being injured. Now that his legs are recovering, he also wants to regain his strength as soon as possible, and Zhao Fan is also eager to control the power he has now.

The two can be regarded as a win-win cooperation, on the one hand, Li Guangming, a veteran master of the transformation realm, taught Zhao Fan a lot of things without reservation, and Zhao Fan also used medical skills to help Li Guangming regulate his body.

On the evening of the third day, Zhao Fan went out again, preparing to go to the Zhao family's underground boxing arena to meet their so-called God of War list masters.

He had just placed Ding Yuan with him a few days ago, and he knew that the other party would definitely use all means to deal with him this time. But after hearing what Li Guangming said, he was a little anxious to see how powerful the so-called supernatural ones were.

He had already seen Ramson's ability, and through technological means such as genetic modification, he actually made a person who had no internal qi at all have the strength comparable to that of a master of the transformation realm.

How many such existences are there on the God of War list made by the Zhao family?

If so, the relationship between the Zhao family and that organization is not so simple, and if you can know in advance, you can be prepared.

It was only less than a minute after driving out of the military management area, Zhao Fan felt that there were several cars following far behind, and he checked it with exploration techniques, and found that there were a total of ten people on the three cars.

These ten people are all masters with long breathing and glittering eyes, although they have not fought each other, and it is impossible to judge their specific strength, but Zhao Fan estimates that they are at least secretly cultivating.

These people all had guns in their hands, and when he glanced at the models of these guns, he already understood that they had come prepared.

They used a 54 pistol, also known as the Black Star pistol because of the black five-pointed star pattern on the handle.

This gun has its weaknesses, such as the small number of bullets in the magazine, and the occasional jamming. However, the Blackstar pistol, which uses 7.62mm bullets, has a penetrating force that is difficult to match with ordinary pistols.

The uniform use of this gun was clearly aimed at him.

"Is it the Zhao family?"

Today's Zhao Fan is no longer on the same level as these people, and he doesn't take them seriously at all. What he wanted to know was who had sent them.

Driving the car in the direction of the suburbs casually, the detective kept an eye on the group of people. I thought they would at least talk a few words, and let him get some news. But these people were silent all the way, and there was not even the slightest superfluous sound.

They didn't seem to be afraid that Zhao Fan would find them, and although they didn't get close, they followed behind unabashedly.

When Zhao Fan parked the car outside the Dahong Road Mansion, the three cars that followed behind also parked around his car, faintly surrounding him.

The ten people in the car all opened the car door without saying a word, and looked at Zhao Fan coldly after getting out of the car, with a somewhat puzzled look on their faces.

Zhao Fan was also looking at them, and even had a relaxed smile on his face, and said leisurely: "Are you here to kill me? Before I die, can you tell me who sent you?"

"Who are you?"

Among this group of people, a middle-aged man with gray hair swept his gaze over Zhao Fan's face, and asked in a cold voice in a low voice.

Zhao Fan's expression moved slightly, and then he chuckled and said: "It turned out that he recognized the wrong person, which scared me, I thought I had been kidnapped by the underworld!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand leisurely to the group of people, turned around and walked towards the big iron gate of the Dahong Road Mansion, looking like he was ready to enter.

There was a bit of coldness in his eyes, and it was obvious that this group of people was coming for him.

The problem was with the car, his face was changed through the mask of disfigurement, but the car was always driven in the black Audi he took from the Gu family.

With the abilities of these people, as long as they figure out which car he is driving, it is not difficult to find him.

They must have been squatting outside the military administration area for a while, and when they saw the car come out, they followed it blatantly all the way. As a result, when Zhao Fan got out of the car, they found that his appearance was not the same as the person they were looking for.

Since he was at the Dahong Road Mansion, Zhao Fan naturally wanted to continue to use Li Fan's identity, and he had a disguised mask on his face.

"Catch it alive!"

At the moment when Zhao Fan turned around, a low shout came from behind him, and the group of people rushed towards him as expected.

They couldn't confirm Zhao Fan's identity, but they wouldn't let him go easily. It has been confirmed that this car was driven away by Zhao Fan from the Gu family, no matter who got off this car, it must have something to do with him.

The ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

At this moment, Zhao Fan looks like a creamy little student, and has a feminine aura, but he shuttles freely like a fish among these ten people.

What made these people a little crazy was that the Black Star pistol they pinned to their waists had all disappeared strangely after he had walked around.

They didn't even feel any touch between Zhao Fan and their bodies, as if they had seen a ghost and disappeared out of thin air.

The experience value sent to the door, Zhao Fan naturally will not waste it.

Using the system backpack to collect the guns in the hands of these people is not that he is afraid of these guns. It's just that he thinks that since he wants to collect experience points with peace of mind, he can move a little bit, so he will naturally have more time.

Experience +65

+71 XP

Experience +62

……

As he guessed, these people were all masters of dark energy, and although they were full of horror after losing their guns, they still beckoned to him in a muffled voice, wanting to capture him alive.

However, these people were even smarter than Zhao Fan imagined, this kind of madness only lasted less than three minutes, and they already understood that with their ability, they couldn't help Zhao Fan at all, and with the greeting of the person in the lead, they turned around and left.

Being beaten can collect experience points, and beating people can also collect experience points, thinking clearly about squeezing out the value on them, how could Zhao Fan let them go?

In the blink of an eye, in the frightened eyes of these people, Zhao Fan grabbed them one by one like a chicken, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed these people by the collar and threw them all to the edge of the courtyard wall.

A muffled snort followed by a continuous sound, and these people were ashamed and indignant one by one......

Zhao Fan didn't plan to kill anyone, but he didn't plan to make them feel better.

After removing the joints of these people's hands and feet, and pulling off the pole used to hang the lantern on the gate of the mansion, he quickly beckoned to these people. Most of them landed on their heads and faces, and a group of people were all beaten into pigs' heads after a few minutes, and their faces were covered in dense blood marks.

The heavy iron door opened quickly, and the people in the mansion finally rushed out after enduring for more than ten minutes.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell that you want to come. Li Fan, I let you escape last time, but I didn't expect you to dare to come to us to spread wild!"

Ding Yuan didn't even bother to pretend this time, the killing intent on his face was undisguised, his eyes looked at Zhao Fan coldly, and with a slight wave of his hand, all the guns in the hands of a group of black suits under his command were pointed at him.

The underground boxing arena has been stopped for several days, and Zhao Fan has just found out that there is not even a single audience inside today, so naturally he also saw Ding Yuan who had been staring at the surveillance screen inside.

He had confirmed that the group of people who were fighting with him at the moment were from the Zhao family, and he had been waiting for Ding Yuan to bring someone out.

Therefore, after Ding Yuan came out, he only had time to say a cruel word when he saw Zhao Fan's figure flashing and rushed directly into the crowd.

His speed was too fast, these people couldn't catch a corner of his clothes, it was only a short moment, and none of the group of ruthless black suits were standing, and the guns in their hands did not even shoot a bullet.

The capital is located in the north, and the summer is not as hot as in the south, but it still has nothing to do with the word cold.

But Ding Yuan felt very cold at this time, and now there are only two strong men behind him, one black and one white, who can still stand, except for him. All around were black suits lying on the ground and wailing, and the three of them stood here with a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

With the scream, Ding Yuan retreated behind the iron gate as fast as he could, and roared loudly at the two extremely strong men.

"Is this what you call the god of war on the list?

Zhao Fan's attention had already fallen on these two people very early, and at this moment, he stood with his hands in his hands, looked at these two people lightly, and asked calmly.

"Tenth on the God of War list, Babul. ”

It was the black man who spoke, and his figure was almost completely shrouded in darkness in the night, and only when he opened his mouth could he see his white dazzling teeth.

This person spoke in Huaxia, and his words were a little slurred, but Zhao Fan still understood.

After Ba Bulu spoke, the white man glanced at Zhao Fan with an indifferent expression, and stepped aside very calmly, looking proud, as if he was disdainful of joining forces with Ba Buru.

The look on Baburu's face was solemn, his mouth was emitting strange syllables, and his hands and feet were waving and dancing exaggeratedly, like some mysterious ritual in African tribes, which looked very strange.

Zhao Fan was a little funny, if it was a normal battle, who was sick to give you so much time to engage in these weird things.

However, he really wanted to see what was so special about this group of people, but he didn't interrupt him, his eyes calmly watched his actions, feeling the improvement of the aura on this person's body, and the increasingly cold aura in the air.

Soon, he understood what kind of use this person's strange movements had.

Because he felt that an extremely cold breath was constantly invading his body along his pores, his whole body began to become stiff, his mind was also drowsy, and an unprecedented sleepiness appeared inexplicably.

"It turned out to be just hypnotism!"

Zhao Fan let out a sneer in his mouth, bit the tip of his tongue gently, and the nameless exercise immediately began to operate, his mind was instantly clear, but his face was full of disappointment.

"Boom!"

Just as he didn't think so, Babru let out a few weird laughs and swung his arms. The ornaments made of animal bones on his wrists made a few dry crisp sounds, and Zhao Fan only felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

In the darkness of the night, there seemed to be countless shadows, some of which looked like people, and some of which seemed to be animals. Among them, there was a huge python, exuding a cold aura, and rushed towards Zhao Fan.