"If Mr. Shen thought that he could cover up this matter like this, he would really underestimate my Nangong family!" Nangong Yanran said with interest.

"Really?"

"Since Mr. Shen is reluctant to say it now, then I won't force it, but since it is cooperation, shouldn't cooperation be honest with each other!" Nangong Yanran continued.

Shen Fan shook his neck and changed to a comfortable sitting position, "What does Miss Nangong want to know?" ”

"Who are you!" Nangong Yanran said immediately without the slightest hesitation.

"Who am I? I'm a dead fat house! Shen Fan said with a smile.

The car came to the shopping mall where Shen Fan parked.

"That's it! Miss Nangong will send it, let's see you next time! ”

"I hope that the next time we meet, Mr. Shen will be more honest!" Nangong Yanran smiled.

"Maybe, I also hope that the next time I see Miss Nangong again, I can talk about the Nangong family from time to time!" Shen Fan said-for-tat.

"Mr. Shen has encountered so many things today, why don't we send you back, you are afraid that it will not be safe to drive alone!" Sitting on the big back of the co-pilot, Aaron rolled down the window and said.

"Thank you but no, if I can meet the killer tonight, then I'm unlucky, I admit it!"

Shen Fan said half-self-deprecatingly, and then turned to leave.

"Miss?" The big back looked at Nangong Yanran, who was sitting behind, and his tone was obviously inquiring.

"No need! No need to send someone to follow him! ”

"But now that he's just in danger, it's time for him to be most exposed to something....."

Ah Long, who had a big back, obviously hesitated in his words, and the temper of this young lady in his own house was known to the entire Nangong family.

"No need, he doesn't want to say, let's not ask, there are some things that can't be hidden!"

"Yes, Miss!"

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Although Shen Fan said it lightly, saying that it would be his bad luck to meet the killer again tonight, but in fact, Shen Fan still has some weakness in his heart now.

Shen Fan stood in place and opened the lock of the car, but did not step forward directly, but squatted behind the trash can far away from the car to watch.

Shen Fan was afraid that those killers would secretly do something in his car.

Open the lock of the car first, wait and see from a distance, in case of a direct explosion, you can also have time to run.

Shen Fan squatted behind the trash can and waited for a long time, but the car in the same place still did not react.

Shen Fan remotely controlled and activated the automatic reversing function of the car.

You can see that the lights of the car in the same place are on, the engine in the cabin starts to start, and the car begins to reverse slowly.

Shen Fan was still cowardly hiding behind the trash can in the same place, secretly observing.

The car had been started for a while, but nothing had happened.

However, although there is nothing wrong with the car, Shen Fan is in some trouble here.

Shen Fan's series of operations successfully attracted the attention of the security robot in the mall.

"Caught red-handed!"

"Sir, how can I help you?" A team of mechanical security robots came to Shen Fan.

"That ......" mechanical security question really made Shen Fan a little difficult to answer.

It's hard to say that you are worried about a bomb in your car, so it's strange that these mechanical security guards don't call the police.

"It's fine

... I'm looking at some of the shapes of my vehicles in their place! Shen Fan said embarrassedly.

However, this reason was really embarrassing, and Shen Fan's face was a little red when he said it.

The robot looked confused and couldn't understand what Shen Fan meant.

"It's nothing, since there's nothing to do, then I'll go first!"

Shen Fan wanted to leave, but the robot didn't stop him, after all, he didn't do anything that violated the law.

Shen Fan had secretly observed for so long just now, there should be no problem with the car.

In such a short period of time, the killers didn't have a chance to do anything with the car, and the car was still parked in the parking lot of the mall, with monitoring and patrolling mechanical security, and it was difficult for the killer not to expose himself if he really did anything to himself.

Shen Fan's instigated obscene observation could not be said to be a soldier of all grass and trees, but could only be said to be a ship of ten thousand years with care.

Around this, Shen Fan sat in the car, and when he started the car, he still had a nervous feeling.

Along the way, the car drove steadily, and even so, Shen Fan's heartbeat was still beating a little violently.

There are some things, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if......

There were no problems along the way, Shen Fan returned to the game studio safely, and the security measures in the office building were also very complete, so there was no need to worry about security inside.

It's hard to get in if a killer doesn't even have a citizen ID, which is why the killer must do it when he's out on his own.

and deliberately acted to coax himself to that remote alley.

Back in his office, Shen Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he was really frightened all the way.

After two assassinations in a row, Shen Fan has now figured out something.

It is very likely that there will be two assassinations, and the employer behind it is the same person.

From a logical point of view, the first assassination mission of Qianji Pavilion was over before it began, and the employer behind it would definitely not give up, and he would definitely find a way to assassinate Shen Fan in Du.

Therefore, it is highly likely that tonight's assassination is the same person as the employer behind the first Thousand Machines Pavilion.

But this sentence is not absolute, and there is another possibility, although this is very unlikely.

That is, the employer behind the two assassinations is not one person, but two different people or two forces.

In that case, the group that assassinated Shen Fan tonight was sent by the hostile forces of the Nangong family.

If that were the case, it would be even worse, and there might be another wave of assassinations.....

Shen Fan helplessly helped his forehead, "Maybe being assassinated is also an ability!" ”

The two assassinations in a row really made Shen Fan feel a little noisy.

I'm afraid that after that, Shen Fan's formation will become a dead fat house......

That night, Shen Fan lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, not sleepy at all, and all he was thinking about today's killer.

Shen Fan gradually recalled the details of today's killer in his mind, hoping to find some clues from it......

But the harvest is not big, the professional killer is really professional....

What Shen Fan didn't know was when he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

In a different space in time, there are people who have the same situation as him.

Li Zeyan's current mood is even more complicated than Shen Fan's, lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and he doesn't even dare to close his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the police appeared in an instant

The scene of the capture.

I don't know if it's persecution paranoia, but now Li Zeyan thinks about the worst in everything.

Perhaps it is in response to the sentence "I am always afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice." ”

Now in Li Zeyan's view, it is doubtful whether the big dog can be trusted.

Suddenly, Li Zeyan, who was lying on the bed, sat upright, stood up and opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking outside, the bustling city still maintains its "self-esteem" even in the middle of the night, and the lights are shining, and even the night can only temporarily avoid the edge.

"Shen Fan, if I don't kill you, I will not be a man!"

Li Zeyan's tone was surprisingly flat when he said this, but what was revealed in his eyes was ruthless and crazy.

But in the deepest part of his eyes, that fear is still looming.

Now Shen Fan is no longer Li Zeyan's heart disease, he has become a demon, and now in Li Zeyan's heart, it is all caused by Shen Fan.

"Shen Fan! Wang Han! I want you all to pay the price, the price of blood! ”

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Even in a bustling city, there are still filthy places where prosperity cannot be taken into account......

At the Shengli intersection, a man squatted on the ground and smoked the most inferior cigarette, and as soon as he took a puff, the man couldn't help coughing.

The man spat and threw the cigarette on the ground, twisted it with his foot, and the man looked around, and saw that the street was empty and uninhabited.

It's not a city center, it's a slum, and at night, there aren't many people going out, and there are more mechanical patrol police on the streets.

It is also the area with the highest incidence of crime.....

The man looked around, and after confirming, he wrapped his jacket tightly, shivered, and walked east, passing a garbage can, and threw a pack of cigarettes into the garbage can.

Knock knock~~~~

"Big brother, I'm back!"

The door opened, and standing outside the door was the man who had just squatted at the intersection and smoked.

"What's the matter?" The low-slung bungalows don't have much space, but they're full of people.

The first one said with a beard.

"Big brother, something happened, the three brothers last time were all broken!" The man who was smoking just now paused and said.

"Folded! How did you fold it, you encountered stubble, or did you carry it back? Hu Ming, who was the leader, did not show much surprise.

The man who smoked hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

"Their pens are what we sell!" The bearded man at the head guessed what the man was going to say.

The man nodded, "Yes, boss!" ”

"Pen or pencil?"

"Fountain pen!" The man said hesitantly.

The pen is a synonym for a weapon, which is a black language, the fountain pen is a gun, and the pencil is a controlled knife.

"How many times have I said, don't sell pens to these outlaws! No amount of money is sold! This time the beard was furious.

"Boss, you're angry!" The man who was smoking just now knelt down directly and said with his head down.

"Has the ballistics been processed?" The beard calmed down a little and asked in a deep voice.

"Boss, you can rest assured that it has been dealt with, the middleman is a black dog, reliable, and it is precisely because of this that this exception was made!" The man kneeling on the ground said cautiously.

"Black Dog!" Bearded, muttered.

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