Chapter 27 Yawen Stationery

Nie Fan restrained the aura on his body and walked in the crowd, even an elephant-level cultivator couldn't feel his specialness, he wouldn't know that he was a cultivator at all, he would only treat him as an ordinary person.

Nie Fan seemed to be slow but fast and walked towards the girl in black, the girl in black moved neatly, moved as fast as the wind, and walked straight towards the gate of Nortel.

Just as she was about to walk through the door, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

The girl in black was originally a cultivator, and she was still in the late stage of the Xuan level, so she silently let people approach and put a hand on her shoulder, she immediately tensed up, her eyes showed a cold light, and she backhanded to pull the hand on her shoulder, and at the same time rolled over on her side, and her left leg kicked backwards faster than lightning.

bang

The man behind him kicked her foot back, and then grabbed her wrist and froze her in place.

The girl in black only felt that the pain of her wrist was incomparable, and she could not resist at all.

"Give this bracelet to Nie Cheng." Naturally, it was Nie Fan who came over, and without waiting for the girl to ask, he handed a bracelet into the girl's wrist, then turned around and walked outside.

He saw a man with a black lute box walking out of the building opposite, and he knew immediately that this was the man who was aiming at him from the top of the building!

The girl in black originally planned to wait for the person behind her to let go of her hand and ask him to look good, but when she heard the voice, her body trembled, she could hear that it was Nie Fan, and she also knew that it was definitely not a fluke to be able to subdue her with one move!

The girl in black looked at Nie Fan, who was drowned in the crowd but felt that she stood out no matter how she looked at it, her little face was slightly solemn, and she wanted to chase it out, but she hesitated again and again, and still didn't dare to move forward.

Nie Fan followed behind the young man with the big sniper on his back, the young man's body was relaxed, his eyes swayed from side to side, and he looked at the unemployed young man in society, wandering around with nothing to do.

Nie Fan looked at the young man's back, his eyes were cold, this young man seemed to be relaxed, but he had a kind of momentum that ordinary people could not see through, once this young man found danger, no matter which action, which location, he could escape at the first time, and the outbreak was the strongest force!

As if he knew that someone was following him, the young man looked at the car mirror and the glass door from time to time, seemingly relaxed, but in fact he was extremely vigilant and did not let go at all.

Nie Fan followed behind him, and with his ability, he would naturally not be discovered by this young man. He followed unhurriedly, sneering in his heart, he wanted to see who was killing him!

The young man turned left and right and came to the door of a company, he looked at the door of the company, and the corners of his mouth curled: "I said that the director is too cautious, who can keep up with my gun god Liao Ying." ”

Liao Ying looked upstairs and walked straight inside with the big sniper on his back.

When Liao Ying disappeared into the gate, Nie Fan appeared around a corner, and he looked up at the stationery company called 'Yawen', his brows furrowed slightly.

This place is not only full of cameras, but also has a lot of people, there is no second layer of cultivation, and he can't use spells, so he can't follow up silently.

"Hiding with a company?" Nie Fan stood in place, his expression thoughtful.

Han Tian is dead, Nie Fan already knows, so now those who want him to die, one is the Nie family, and the other is the Han family.

"The Han family or the Nie family?" Nie Fan looked at the door of this Yawen company, his eyes were cold and thoughtful.

Just as Nie Fan was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a momentum that ordinary people couldn't feel, and even made him feel oppressed.

He looked up sharply and saw a middle-aged man with a thin face like a knife and a cold and sharp gaze, striding towards the gate of Yawen Stationery Company.

Elephant scale!

Nie Fan's face changed slightly, this was the first time he had really seen an elephant-level ancient martial arts cultivator.

He could feel the sense of oppression that the old man gave him, unlike the previous blood shadow, nor like the old man who died in his hands, this person was really powerful, Nie Fan even had a feeling that the old man could kill him with one hand!

Nie Fan's aura converged to the extreme, and the old man couldn't feel Nie Fan at all, he walked straight towards Yawen Company, and soon entered the gate.

Elephants are rarely seen in cities, except for major events. And this elephant level, entering is still the same place as the person who wants to kill him. Nie Fan, who didn't want to take the risk, groaned, walked out of the corner, and walked towards the gate of Yawen Company.

With a hat and sunglasses handy from the street, Nie Fan was dressed in a casual suit that seemed ordinary but was worth a lot of money, and his expression was calm but had a unique awe-inspiring rejection. There was also a security guard at the well-informed front desk, who did not suspect the slightest obstruction, just glanced at it and nodded slightly.

As soon as Nie Fan walked in, he saw that the middle-aged man had closed the door in the VIP elevator, and the red letters flew up one by one.

bite

The elevator on the other side arrived, and the old man's elevator also stopped on the fifteenth floor.

Nie Fan walked into the elevator and pressed '14'.

The elevator quickly stopped on the fourteenth floor, and Nie Fan stepped out of the elevator, avoiding the camera, and walked towards the staircase passage.

Nie Fan, who had not yet reached the entrance of the passage on the 15th floor, frowned, and his divine sense swept away, and the upward passage was completely blocked!

Nie Fan's divine sense swept upstairs, only to see a few security guards in black suits walking around from time to time, constantly patrolling back and forth.

Nie Fan groaned, took advantage of the gap, climbed a few times, and went up to the fifteenth floor, and then his divine sense swept over, and immediately found that the east seemed to be patrolling more intensively.

After thinking about it, Nie Fan went up to the sixteenth floor. Then he went straight to the easternmost room, and glanced at what seemed to be a pantry.

Nie Fan closed the door, his ears pressed against the wall, and his divine sense shrouded the room below.

With this sweep, Nie Fan's face instantly became gloomy, his eyes changed, and he was full of murderous intent.

I saw Zhao Hanshan, Zhao Jingxuan, and the young man he followed just now were all there, Zhao Hanshan was sitting, the two were standing behind him, and the one standing opposite was the middle-aged man he followed in.

He looked calm, calmly holding the teacup, drinking slowly, as if he was tasting tea.

Zhao Hanshan's expression did not move, but Zhao Jingxuan's face was calm, her whole body was tense and vigilant. And Liao Ying's face was calm at the moment, but his eyes were nervous and afraid.

"The tea is good," the middle-aged man put down the teacup, looked up at Zhao Hanshan, and said with bright eyes: "Deputy Director Zhao, what do you think?" ”

"Senior Han," although Zhao Hanshan had always hated Xiao Banshan's random interference, he still straightened his waist slightly at this moment, bowed down and said, "We really didn't know Nie Fan's specific whereabouts in the three places. ”

The middle-aged man swept Zhao Jingxuan and Liao Ying's faces, and his tone was cold, but he couldn't refuse: "I want to know his specific whereabouts within three days." ”

Zhao Hanshan's expression remained unchanged, but he was silent.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and the whole room suddenly seemed to be pressed by a mountain, which was dull and breathless.

Zhao Hanshan silently tapped his fingers on his leg under the table, looked at the middle-aged man, was silent for a while, and said, "I'll try my best." ”

The middle-aged man couldn't deny it, picked up the teacup again, took a sip, and said, "How much do you know about the Nie family?" ”

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