Chapter 209: Meng Fan who has completely changed
However, although Meng Fan let go of the man who assassinated him, it didn't mean that the man could really leave alive.
A few minutes ago, after the man escaped from the restaurant, he had just crossed the residential building behind him and inadvertently entered an alley, and his injured wrist had been dripping blood, even though he was wrapped in clothes and still penetrated.
As soon as he turned the corner at the mouth of the alley, a strange man appeared in front of him, holding his hands on his chest, with a grim smile on his face, his eyes were fixed on the killer's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised: "It's so slow, I've been waiting for you for a long time." β
The killer had to stand firm as he fled, and looked at the man opposite in shock: "Who are you?" β
"A guy to see you off."
This young man with his hands on his chest was none other than the Thirteen Eagles who had been assisting Meng Fan on Jiang Qian's orders. Since Meng Fan left the Zheng family in the morning, he has been secretly following, and others may not know the scene in the private room just now, however, the Thirteen Eagles have already seen everything in their eyes, and chose to wait behind the window early.
It wasn't until this moment that the killer man woke up from a dream: "Are you Meng Fan's person?" β
"It's not the first time you've come out to do something like this, is it?" The Thirteen Eagles put down their two arms, moved their steps forward, and sneered: "Hurry up, who sent you?" I'll give you a blast too. β
"You're too arrogant, aren't you?"
The killer man also smiled coldly, and quickly pulled out the pistol from his back with his left hand, but unfortunately, before he could pull the trigger, Thirteen Eagle was faster than him, and he didn't know when there was an extra sharp dagger in his hand, and he came out directly. Please use small letters to enter the website: ΠΡΗΡΠ°ΠΏge.ΡΠΠwatch the latest fastest chapter
Poof, the wrist of the left hand that was grabbed was completely useless this time, and the injuries to both hands turned out to be the same, just like that.
The killer man snorted in pain, his arms fell to the ground, dripping blood continuously, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Thirteen Eagles: "Who the are you?" β
"It's all men, I've already given you a choice."
Thirteen Eagle still had that confident smile on his face, easily picked up the gun on the ground with his toes, quickly rotated in his hand, and aimed at the killer man's head: "Two choices, either, take the initiative to report your name, or, report the name of the person I beat." β
"Hmph, do you think I'll say it?"
At this moment, the killer man chose to give up the counterattack, and without two hands, he knew very well that he could not do any harm to the thirteen eagles in front of him, so he closed his eyes very wisely: "From the choice of this line, I have been prepared for this day." Aren't you going to die? Come on. β
"You're kind of thinking too highly of yourself."
Thirteen Eagle smiled coldly, and the fist holding the butt of the gun slammed into the man's face, and several teeth fell out on the spot, spurting blood all over his mouth. Without any pause, the Thirteen Eagles stepped forward and easily pulled out the dagger on his wrist, and without thinking about it, it stabbed into the man's eyeballs and pulled it out again.
The moment the knife fell, the speed was fast, and when everything was over, the killer man roared sharply as if he had just woken up from a dream: "I am a grass mud horse......"
With a cry of pain, the man lay on the ground, raised his powerless hands and tried to cover his eyes, but found that he could not use any strength.
Thirteen Eagle smiled disdainfully on his face, stepped up in three or two steps, stepped on the ground with a fierce kick, leaned over and patted the man's face with the blood-stained dagger, and smiled: "What now? Do you still think you can't answer? β
A completely powerless man would have a face full of horror, and he was not afraid of death. However, there are many ways for people to die, but the only thing that they dare not face is the death process, which is the most terrifying.
No longer has the confidence just now, the killer man is now only panting and breathing, he has lost one eye and is in great pain, his head is sweating profusely, panting and saying, "Brother...... Brother, I don't know who you are, but I know that we both have the same fate, but we are just our own masters, so there is no need to play so ruthlessly? Give me a good time, okay...... Okay? β
"You're right, the two of us have no grudges, but you can give me some face, right?"
Don't think that Thirteen Eagle said this for some kind of funny, it was the opposite, because just as he finished speaking, the dagger stabbed into the killer man's other eye again.
This time, a terrible scream came from inside the alley, which seemed to shock half of Longjiang City.
Picking off the dagger, the thirteen eagles still did not move their feet on the killer man's chest, squatted, and gently lifted the man's chin with the dagger: "You should know that in our business, we may not have other abilities, but we are all professional in killing people." If you think you can resist, that's okay, let's take our time. β
Where can a killer man who is already a killer man with less air intake and more air out talk about any dignity and integrity, and he can't resist the pain in his body at all.
A pair of eyeballs were all pierced by the thirteen eagles with knives, the flesh and blood were blurred, so miserable, after taking several deep breaths in succession, he endured the pain in his eye sockets, and the man said breathlessly: "Brother...... Brother, you ...... What do you want to know about you...... You say. β
Finally compromised, and Thirteen Eagles showed a satisfied smile on his face: "If I guessed correctly, you should be a member of the Red Cross, right?" β
The blind killer man's head was obviously stunned: "How do you know? β
At this point, he didn't want any hope of living, he just wanted to give himself a good time.
"How many people are coming from the Red Cross this time? What is the purpose? β
Thirteen Eagles, who was born in the Secret Service, was not surprised, as a state agent, the purpose was to record and understand any foreign organization that threatened the country.
"There weren't many people, but Peel was coming. Listening to your tone, you should have learned about our Red Cross Society, and you should know Peel's identity better. The killer man showed a wry smile and a far-fetched grin.
"Yes, the third son of your Red Cross President."
What he wanted to know had been obtained, Thirteen Eagles raised the dagger in his hand and said, "Let's go", and then, the dagger stabbed directly into the killer man's neck, and a stream of black blood flew out, and everything was over.
It is not the first time to perform such a task, and it can be seen that the thirteen eagles are skillful and their faces are also very calm.
It's just that as soon as everything was finished here, Meng Fan's phone called, it seemed that he didn't know anything about this side, and the order that came was the same as what he said to the iron wolf just now, half an hour later, a meeting was held.
However, it didn't take half an hour, twenty minutes later, in the Zhengjia family's clubhouse, the Rainbow Shadow Iron Wolf Mandala and the Thirteen Eagles arrived one after another, and Meng Fan was the last to come.
No way, several people are professional taxi masters, he, who is used to sitting in private cars, stopped a taxi on the way, caught up with several traffic lights, and came late.
There is nothing special about the clubhouse, it is just an ordinary entertainment center, because the boss is one of Zheng Zixu's hands, he is very respectful to Meng Fan, and specially arranged the best room for them to discuss things.
After pouring tea and serving water, Meng Fan pushed open the door and walked in, without saying a word, he got straight to the point: "Have you introduced yourself?" Not an outsider, there's nothing to restrain yourself. β
In just a few months of tempering, Meng Fan has already been tempered into a young man who is very urban, and he has a bit of a leadership style in doing things and speaking.
Thirteen Eagles and Mandala are Jiang Qian's soldiers, and now they belong to Meng Fan, and they have become members of the supernumerary secret service organization of Red Shadow, and the two sides are also a family, Iron Wolf and Hongying are no strangers, and after introducing each other, they can be regarded as understanding.
"What are you looking for us?" Mandala didn't have any awareness of Meng Fan, but had a sense of leadership.
It is estimated that this has something to do with Jiang Qian for a long time, and those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.
However, Meng Fan didn't have the slightest intention of joking today, his face was expressionless, he sat on the chair and gently tapped it on the table with one hand, and asked: "For so long, what have I asked of you seriously, but the current Longjiang is no longer the Longjiang of the past, mixed and intertwined, I don't want to be so passive anymore, express my opinions, let's talk about it." β
The iron wolf's face was a little guilty, the red shadow was set up by him, but now the intelligence aspect has not played much role, and he can't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
"Boss Meng, I'm ...... I'm sorry, I didn't make ......"
"Now is not the time for self-examination, and besides, I don't want to hear about these useless things, I just want to ask you for details." Without waiting for the iron wolf to finish speaking, Meng Fan directly interrupted him, raised his hand and said, "You talk about the situation over there in Jinruishan first, the old thing has been silent for too long, which is not in line with his character." β
Iron Wolf thought thoughtfully, nodded and said, "The Golden Tiger Society is already at the end of the crossbow, except for Jin Ruishan himself, there is no potential danger. β
"The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, you should understand this truth." Today's Meng Fan is completely different, his tone is cold, and his attitude is serious: "I don't want your estimation results either, I only listen to the real actual situation." β
"Monks, poison strategists, warriors, this is the original structure of the Golden Tiger Society."
Iron Wolf took a deep breath and continued: "Now that the strategists and samurai have been eliminated by us, there are a few minions left in the poison warriors, and according to the results of our investigation, they have a maximum of a dozen people. As for the poison side, there are five more. β
Meng Fan frowned, which was obviously a little different from what he thought: "So, the Golden Tiger Club is almost over?" β
The iron wolf nodded: "That's true, so, the Golden Tiger will find the witch doctor sect of the four major schools of Chinese medicine." Among them, in the mall that day, the old man who hurt Zheng Jiayi was the vice president of the Witch Doctor Sect, the Poison King. β
Hearing this, Meng Fan's pupils constricted, and a murderous aura flashed between the two: "I don't seem to have a grudge against the Witch Doctor Sect, since they chose to test my Meng Fan's ability with human life, don't blame me for being rude." β
"All the hopes of Jin Ruishan now are in the poison king of the witch doctor faction." After the iron wolf briefly described, he shrugged and said, "That's the details. β
Meng Fan lowered his head and pondered a little, and his heart was ruthless: "Except for Jin Ruishan, everyone in the remaining Golden Tiger Society, I will hand it over to you, no matter how much it costs, I don't want to see another one alive." β
The iron wolf raised his head in shock, revealing his pupils in surprise, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood Meng Fan's intentions, and nodded fiercely: "Understood." β