A drop of blood came out, and the old man wiped the brush on the blood, and grinned: "Hehe, the Lord is successful, although it is free for you, but you can also give me some hard-earned money, you can give me a hundred." ”

Yang Fan was stunned, he didn't expect the old man to be so fast, he did the action just now in one go in the blink of an eye, he raised his eyebrows, took out a hundred-yuan bill, shook it in front of the old man, and said with a playful smile: "Hehe, do you want money?" ”

The old man's small eyes stared at the hundred-yuan bill, his pupils contracted suddenly, and in Yang Fan's surprised eyes, he pinched the corner of the banknote accurately, and said with a smug smile: "Hehe...... Give me! ”

"Uh......" Yang Fan's face was a little ugly, this is to rob Ming, "You still want to rob me?" As he spoke, he pulled the banknote to his chest and said disdainfully: "Uncle, it's not okay to disobey the old, your strength is far from mine." ”

"Yes, but your IQ is not as high as mine," the old man said a strange word, and then still grabbed the banknote, but his body knelt on the ground, grinning and shouting: "Oh, let's take a look, my grandson is beating grandpa, everyone help......"

In a word, the eyes of the people around him were suddenly attracted.

Everyone pointed at Yang Fan, and several young people had already rolled up their arms and sleeves, ready to beat Yang Fan violently.

Yang Fan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, the old guy was too immoral, he began to curse him for nothing, and then wanted to rob him of his money, and now he is still pretending to be pitiful, the most annoying thing is that he directly becomes a grandson! Yang Fan was so angry that he trembled, pointed at the old man and said fiercely: "Okay, old guy, count you ruthless, count you ruthless, can't I hide if I can't provoke me?" ”

Yang Fan left, walking very fast.

The old man saw Yang Fan's figure gradually moving away, and let out a sinister smile, looking at the little blood on his hand, he was even more proud, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a sneer, muttering to himself: "Yang Fan, that's just it." ”

When Yang Fan walked halfway, he felt dizzy, at first he thought it was because of the weather, and then he felt a little bad, he suddenly woke up, if the old man cut the tool on his arm poisonous, then he would be finished?

However, Liang Wei and the others have committed suicide, who else will do this to themselves? You don't seem to have any enemies, huh? Just as he was thinking, his whole body was already staggering, holding on to a big tree, and he immediately called Tang Yuyan, "Hey, Yuyan?" Where are you? I've had an accident, you should have a location on my phone, come to me quickly, or you go to a policeman named Jin Lan. ”

After speaking, Yang Fan had no strength to continue, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, directly unconscious.

He had just fallen unconscious when a gray sedan came speeding behind him, and he took it away.

……

In the abandoned bungalow in the remote mountainous area, several men are playing poker, you and I are chatting first, and from time to time they look at Yang Fan who is tied to the wire clip, showing disdain.

"He's Yang Fan, isn't it amazing? I don't think so," said a man, his eyes showing deep disgust and jealousy.

Another man said: "Don't be careless, this person is not simple, let's be careful, don't let him run away, we took other people's money, but we can't mess up other people's affairs." ”

A few people nodded, indicating that they knew, but they didn't care in their hearts, even the leader who just said to let everyone be careful also seemed careless, it seemed that he was just talking casually, and he was also disdainful of Yang Fan.

When Yang Fan woke up, several people were already asleep, he looked at the surrounding situation, and found that he should be somewhere in the abandoned countryside, looking around, it is estimated that the former residents are also relatively rich, because this house actually has two floors.

He is now tied to barbed wire, which is tied to two boulders made of reinforced concrete, and it is certainly not possible to destroy the barbed wire, so he can only destroy the rope that binds him.

What made Yang Fan happy was that the thing that bound him turned out to be iron wire, but this kind of iron wire is relatively soft and full of toughness, but after all, it is iron wire, and under the friction of iron wire and iron wire, it will break sooner or later.

Yang Fan began to rub, hoping to wear out the wire of the barbed wire as soon as possible, or directly wear out the tough wire that bound him, no matter which method, as long as he could break free, it would be good.

Because there was a sound when rubbing, Yang Fan could only deliberately shake and make a louder sound to hide the friction sound, but fortunately, these unknown guys slept very dead and didn't pay attention to him at all.

However, not long after, one of them woke up, he seemed very bored, so he brought a chair, sat in front of Yang Fan, looked at him and asked in an interrogative tone, "What's your name?" ”

"Wang Zhixiang!" Yang Fan replied.

When that person heard this, his eyes immediately widened, kicked Yang Fan, and scolded: "Bastard, dare to lie to Lao Tzu, aren't you Yang Fan?" ”

Yang Fan pursed his lips and said innocently: "I know you still ask me?" But what's your name? How can I call you too? Do I call you 'Hey' or 'Hi'? ”

The person sitting in front of Yang Fan thought about it carefully, felt reasonable, and said, "You can call me Lao Wang!" ”

"Your surname is Wang?" Yang Fan said in surprise, because he thought that the name he had just said was also called Wang, so he felt a little surprised.

"What's going on?" Lao Wang asked.

Yang Fan shook his head, did not speak, but looked out the window and asked, "Aren't you afraid of danger if you tie us here?" ”

Lao Wang said proudly: "Hmph, no one will come here, even if someone comes, they won't be high-profile," When he said this, Lao Wang's eyes fell with a trace of fierce light and helplessness.

Seeing Lao Wang's eyes, Yang Fan frowned slightly, and suddenly asked, "Lao Wang, have you ever killed someone?" ”

Lao Wang frowned, and hurriedly said, "No!" I'm too lazy to kill people, they usually do what kills, and I'm in charge of planning things. ”

"You're afraid of killing, aren't you?" Yang Fan deliberately stimulated Lao Wang.

Lao Wang was really fooled, and immediately shouted: "Nonsense, Lao Tzu is not afraid of killing, the people we killed are even if you have ten pairs of hands." ”

Yang Fan nodded, his eyes were a little gloomy, from Lao Wang's mouth, he felt that this group of people should not be criminals in society, it is estimated that they are a group of mercenaries, but they are also ordinary mercenaries.

Lao Wang seemed to understand Yang Fan's intentions, glared at Yang Fan fiercely, punched him in the stomach a few times, and scolded, "Damn, you dare to trick me?" "The best bodyguard