After driving around the provincial airport a few times, Secretary Zhu turned around and returned to the city, entered the compound of the provincial party committee, and went upstairs leisurely.

As soon as the front foot left, the Audi followed, the door opened, and the two of them quickly got down, lying on the window and observing it for a while, then they knew that they were fooled, and immediately got into the car and left.

This scene all fell in the eyes of Yun Jingtian, who was standing in front of the window.

"I hope the writer won't be caught in the province!"

I wish the secretary to report to him, Wenhao and his entourage drove away safely in a taxi, a tense heart, only to put it down slightly, no matter what to say, the person was sent away, and finally gave Deng Guochang and Wen Zhongyang enough face, although some owe Xia Fan, the benefactor of the Yun family, it will be compensated in the future.

Yun Jingtian, who is upright, has never shown favoritism, but in the matter of the writer, he has a heart of protection, if he lets Yun Lao know, he will inevitably be reprimanded.

Provincial Public Security Department.

In the director's office, Director Shao received a tip, saying that he had discovered the whereabouts of the writer, so he sent someone to track him, but he didn't expect to escape in the end, and he was inevitably angry, what was Yun Jingtian going to do? As a provincial governor, shouldn't the criminals be brought to justice? Why did you let people go? Of course, Director Shao just complained when no one was around, Yun Jingtian was the governor after all, and it would not be good if this was passed on to his ears.

After leaving Qinghe Province, the taxi driver put them on a bus to the capital and returned the same way.

"Damn, I didn't get it done, but I almost folded there."

The writer shook his fist fiercely.

The other few people are only responsible for protecting the safety of the writer, and do not participate in the speech, give advice or anything.

As soon as the car started, Wenhao received a call from his sister Wenxi, and after hearing it, he immediately jumped out of the car and replaced it with a car to Wancheng.

The basement of Qingyun Building.

Close the knife office, everyone gathered together, and a meeting was being held.

"The tree is falling and scattered! Although the era of Wen Zhongyang has passed, it still cannot be taken lightly, it has been in power in Wancheng for many years, deep-rooted, and some organs are bound to have remnants of evil, maybe, one day it will pop out, the open gun is easy to dodge, and the hidden arrow is difficult to prevent, in short, in the future, everyone's eyes will wipe the bright spots for me, scatter the brothers, pay attention to suspicious people, and once found, report to me immediately! ”

After seeing Wen Zhongyang's cruel methods, Xia Fan didn't dare to be careless, the dead soldiers under his command were too terrible, once he made a move, he didn't leave a living mouth, how did he train these people? Wherever it was considered, Xia Fan made careful arrangements.

Barton took Xia Fan to the compound of the municipal party committee, drove the Mercedes-Benz out, one after the other, and went straight to Phoenix Mountain.

Leaving Barton to supervise Yang Tianci to train them, Xia Fan came to the millennium snow fu planting area, the first harvest of more than ten seeds, bloomed again, and those new seeds, also bloomed, which made him quite satisfied, I believe that in less than two months, it will be able to expand to as much as half an acre, next spring, you can start to produce millennium snow fedan, just think about it and be excited.

Now, Xia Fan doesn't need to release spiritual power, just open the spiritual rain array, considering that it is easy to attract attention in the daytime, so he decided to come back at night, inhale the rich natural aura, sit down cross-legged, and start cultivating.

When the cultivation was over, I saw Barton guarding the outside of the greenhouse with an anxious face, measuring his steps back and forth.

Something must have happened, otherwise, Barton wouldn't have looked like this, and Xia Fan hurriedly walked out of the greenhouse.

"Boss, our brothers found that Wenhao came out of the bus terminal and entered the Qingshuiwan villa area."

Seeing Xia Fan, Barton said urgently.

"Writer? What are you doing when you come back? How many people are brought? ”

Xia Fan speculated about the other party's intentions.

"Four, counting the writers, there are five people in total."

"Okay, I see, tell my brother to keep an eye on it."

Xia Fan hurriedly descended the mountain and drove straight to the Qingshuiwan villa area.

Barton hesitated for a moment, then drove after him.

For the Qingshui Bend villa area, I have been to it a few times before, and it can be said that I am familiar with the road, and I parked my car in the roadside parking space, and Xia Fan went alone.

With extraordinary memory, when he came to the front of the Wenhao villa, his divine consciousness was released, and there were only six people in the whole building, and he jumped into the courtyard.

"Brother, why are you back again? Daddy's had an accident, you can't afford to make a mistake! In case the police know that you are back, they will definitely send someone to arrest you, listen to your sister, and hurry back to the capital. ”

Wen Xi persuaded hard.

"I don't care so much! Who said Xia Fan didn't die? Is the message reliable? ”

The writer is eager to know, because it determines the next move.

"The stranger called me and told me that it should be my father's subordinates, I asked someone to ask, and I am indeed living well!"

Wen Xi responded.

"Hillbilly's life is so big! The bombs didn't kill him! Now that I'm back, I must kill him before I leave! Hmph, the four of them joined forces together, and if you don't believe it, you can't kill him! ”

The writer gritted his teeth and was ruthless.

"Really? There are more people who want my life, I don't know if you have the ability! ”

Xia Fan smiled and entered the hall.

Woohoo

Four figures immediately surrounded Xia Fan.

"Xia Fan? What are you here for? My dad was hurt like that by you, what do you want to do? Do you have to kill them all? ”

Wen Xi strode in front of his brother.

After being stunned for a moment, Wenhao calmed down.

"Wenxi, it's none of your business here, go back to your room."

Wenhao knew that a fight was inevitable, so in order to let go of his hands and feet and not hurt his sister, he motioned for her to go back to the bedroom and hide.

"No, brother, I'm going to die with you! Xia Fan, for the sake of our acquaintance, will you let my brother go? ”

Wen Xi begged Xia Fan.

"Wenxi, don't you listen to my brother?"

Pull up my sister and push her upstairs.

"Xia Fan, the news is very well-informed! As soon as I came back, you rushed over! New hatred and old hatred, now one piece of the same! Either you die or I die. ”

The four members of the Yanhuang Special Combat Team took out their guns one after another.

"Shoot! Shoot! ”

The writer suddenly roared like crazy.

Bang bang bang

As the two dodged away, four guns aimed at Xia Fan and fired unscrupulously.

Xia Fan jumped up and down in the room, and the four of them also changed their positions, constantly changing their magazines.

Bullet holes were everywhere in the walls, and TV screens were shattered.

Until the bullets ran out, the four of them were frightened, pulled out special short knives, and went to Xia Fan one after another.

I am not afraid of bullets, why not be afraid of these big living people, Xia Fan raised his hand and put all the people down.

"You, you're still not human? Change, become so powerful! ”

The writer fled into the courtyard.

"Ahh

With a scream, the writer's huge body rose into the air and flew into the house.

Immediately after that, an afterimage flashed, and the necks of the four Yanhuang special combat team members were torn off and they died.

An old man in a green robe appeared in front of Xia Fan.

"Brother!"

Worried that Xia Fan would be shot to death, Wen Xi ran downstairs, and the miserable sight was unbearable, and the writer was dying.

"It's you again! Who told you to kill? ”

This person is Fang Lao, one of the mysterious people who captured Hua Chuntuo, and he came back for some reason.

"Master, didn't you ask me to help you kill someone?"

Elder Fang winked at Xia Fan with a slight meaning.

"Nonsense, when--"

Without waiting for Xia Fan to finish speaking, Wen Hao slowly raised his hand, pointed at Xia Fan, and said to Wen Xi: "Yes, it's Xia--Xia Fan--kill--kill me." ”

"Brother, slow down, you'll be fine!"

Wen Xi hugged his brother's head and cried.

"Give--give-brother--report--report--"

The writer tilted his head to one side and his arm hung down.

"Brother, brother, brother--"

The heart-rending shouts shook the entire villa.

"Wenxi, I didn't kill your brother!"

Xia Fan wanted to explain, how could Wen Xi listen, grabbed a knife, and stabbed Xia Fan through gritted teeth.

"Master, this chick is slaughtered together!"

Fang Lao slapped Wen Xi unconscious with one palm.

"Stop!"

Thinking that Elder Fang would not let go of Wen Xi, Xia Fan attacked angrily.

"Haha, kill so many people, you have no choice but to leave me honestly."

The conspiracy succeeded, completely cutting off Xia Fan's back road, and Fang Lao dodged and laughed wildly.

"Despicable, I'm going to kill you!"

The cultivation of the middle stage of the virtual level was instantly displayed, and the ghost door needle method was brought into full play to the extreme in order to refer to the needle.

Fang Lao, who was handy at first, soon changed his old face suddenly, and in a few rounds, he was unable to do it and retreated.

"Doll, how did you manage to break through to the middle stage of the Void Rank in a short period of time? Is there any secret shortcut? ”

Cultivators, who doesn't want to quickly improve their cultivation, especially Elder Fang, who has been cultivating for decades before reaching the middle stage of the Void Rank, even so, he is only an elder, if his cultivation is raised to another level, he can be promoted to a Dharma protector, and his identity is correspondingly a grade higher, so he dreams of breaking through, but unfortunately he seems to have encountered a bottleneck, no matter how hard he tries, he has not improved at all.

Now seeing that Xia Fan is doing the speed of ascension, he believes that he must have a panacea or secret art on his body, if he has these, he will definitely be appreciated by Mr. Big, and his status in the clan will be more noble.

The fragrance was fragrant, Xia Fan hurriedly held his breath, but it was a step too late, the five-spice powder was violent, even if he smelled a little, he fell unconscious, felt that his head was groggy, and felt that something was wrong, and after throwing a punch, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Haha, the old man is confident that he has never used Wuxiang Powder in his life, and I have to use your doll! Let's go with the old man. ”

Fang Lao reached out to grab Xia Fan's arm and tried to take him away, but unexpectedly, Xia Fan slapped a palm and hit Fang Lao on the shoulder.

"Bang"

In the next second, Fang Lao flew out diagonally, his shoulders collapsed, and he asked in disbelief, "You, how can you be okay?" ”

"Hmph, I'm invincible, haven't you investigated clearly? This time, don't want to escape! ”

Xia Fan got up slowly, full of energy, not like he was poisoned at all.

"What a cunning doll!"

Knowing that he was not Xia Fan's opponent, Fang Lao stumbled out of the courtyard and fled.

If you let Elder Fang know that he had just left, Xia Fan staggered and fainted, and he was afraid that he would have to die of anger.

Wuxiang San was indeed domineering, Xia Fan relied on the last bit of sanity to hurt Fang Lao, and he also fell.

Wen Xi woke up quietly, saw his brother die tragically, in pain, his eyes rolled, found Xia Fan on the side, picked up the knife again, staggered to the side, squatted down, probed his nose, made sure that there was still breath, a fart sat on the ground, if Xia Fan died, she decided not to do it, but the person was still alive, holding the knife in his hand, but he couldn't do it.

His brother's dying words instantly echoed in his ears, calling for revenge for him, remembering that his father's fate was caused by the man in front of him, Wen Xi raised his knife like crazy.

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