When he came outside, Zhang Fan saw a gray-white van, covered with snow, parked in front of the door, motionless, looking as if it was driven by a few cross-eyed youths.

Walking out of the iron gate, before he took a few steps, Zhang Fan was stopped by the cross-eyed youth, and when he stopped, Zhang Fan looked at them with some puzzlement.

The cross-eyed youth sneered, saying that there was no hurry to withdraw the money, but he had to go back with them to meet the boss first.

The cross-eyed young man also knew in his heart that Lu Deshui's wife and children were unable to repay the huge gambling debts, and now this wild boy who suddenly appeared was likely to be the key to repaying the money, so no matter what, he couldn't let him run away, and his personal information must be left.

In fact, Lu Deshui doesn't owe much money, only 30,000 yuan, if you have to talk about it, in fact...... In a sense, Lu Deshui will be addicted to gambling, and he will have a certain relationship with them, and even his death...... They can create a gambler Lu Deshui, and naturally they can also create a second him.

If this wild boy is also dragged into the water, they can also get more praise from the boss.

Speaking of this, the cross-eyed young man cast a glance at a few yellow-haired young men beside him, and when they saw this look, they instantly understood, strode forward, put Zhang Fan up, and said, "Brother, come with us!" ”

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Fan pretended to be frightened, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his expression was panicked, and before he could resist too much, he was forcibly dragged into the van by several yellow-haired youths.

"Let's go! Go back to see the boss, this time I finally caught a big fish! The cross-eyed young man waved his hand, opened the co-pilot's door, and sat in, his face beaming.

"Brother Ji, the one million ...... this kid said" Another yellow-haired young man asked with a worried face, he was still thinking about Zhang Fan's one million, and he was afraid that if he angered the other party, the other party would not be willing to give it.

"You idiot, don't you have a brain? This grandson is dressed so poorly, can he take out a million? When the cross-eyed young man heard this, he was angry, and he really wanted to shoot the little brother who spoke to death.

Although he is a young man in society and has not read much, his brain is definitely not stupid, and his IQ is properly online, not like a mentally handicapped, what others say, is what it is.

After so many years of hard work, he has also learned a skill, that is, to observe words and colors. What kind of person can be provoked and what kind of person cannot be provoked, he can see from the way the other party dresses.

He had also observed Zhang Fan just now, this wild boy was dressed plainly and simply, he didn't look like a rich man at all, and listening to his accent, he didn't look like the people they had here at all, and it was very likely that he was from other places.

Even if he has the ability, a foreigner from other places has to be a man with his tail between his legs when he comes to their territory.

As the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, not to mention that this wild boy does not seem to be a powerful character.

....... The gray-white van drove out of the small town of Fulai and headed towards the southeast of Nanhuai County, all the way snowy, full of snow, the speed of the van was not very fast, because once the speed was too fast, the car wheel would slip and there was a risk of getting out of control.

About two hours later, the van came to a halt in front of a huge abandoned factory.

It's strange to say, it's obviously an abandoned factory, but above the factory, there is a rolling white wave of hot air.

kicked the car door, crossed the eyes of the youth, and let his subordinates carry Zhang Fan into the factory, while he hummed a little tune and followed leisurely.

Entering it, there is a huge rectangular dining table about six meters long in the center of the factory, and there is only one person at the table, a bald man with a stubble on his face and wearing a black tunic on his face.

The big man had a fierce face, about forty years old, I saw that his forehead was bulging, and a rose was painted on the center of his eyebrows, which looked very fierce and vicious, and at this time in his left hand, there was also a black cigar, which was lit, slowly emitting a thin smoke.

"Boss! We've got you covered with a brat! The cross-eyed young man stepped forward and said with a smile on his face.

The bald man didn't even pay attention to his words, and still ate the food on the table.

The cross-eyed young man swallowed his saliva, feeling uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly added: "Boss, this kid has money, he said that he came to repay the debt owed by Lu Deshui......"

"Bring him here!" At this point, the cross-eyed young man glanced sideways at Zhang Fan's little brother behind him.

After hearing this, the younger brothers glanced at each other, and hurriedly pressed Zhang Fan to the dining table.

"Get on your knees!" They let out a cold drink in their mouths, wanting to crush Zhang Fan to the ground, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't bend Zhang Fan's legs.

"Huh? How did you do it? Can't even put down such a piece of waste? Seeing that several of his subordinates couldn't put down Zhang Fan at the first time, the cross-eyed young man frowned, crooked his neck and walked to Zhang Fan, and was about to slap him in the face, but before he could slap him, the next moment, he only felt that his body flew uncontrollably, and when he reacted, he found that he had appeared dozens of meters away and plunged into an abandoned garbage heap.

The pain, the unimaginable pain, spread around him in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain for a while.

Didn't know what was going on at all. Zhang Fan's body moved, and he slapped a yellow-haired face, pumping him like a kite with a broken string, and flew directly upside down dozens of meters, as a coma.

"Bang!" The figure moved again, leaving an afterimage in the same place like a ghost, Zhang Fan kicked his left leg, kicked the yellow-haired young man on the left side from the ground to the second floor of the factory, and slammed his head on the railing, and he was unconscious.

"Smack!" A right fist, under the eyes of the third yellow-haired young man, full of fear, Zhang Fan blasted him away like garbage, plunged into a bucket, bubbling with blisters, and after a while, there was no movement.

Zhang Fan's movements were amazingly fast, and from the time he shot to the end, it was all completed in a flash of light.

At present, in addition to the bald man, there is only the last yellow hair with a cockscomb hairstyle, and his legs are trembling, and his body is shaking like a sieve and is frozen on the spot.

He wasn't in good shape, his crotch was damp, leaving a fishy liquid behind. Obviously, it was Zhang Fan's series of shots that scared the pee.

Zhang Fanke didn't choose to let him go because he peed his pants, but came to him and bounced at him, and with a snap, the cockscomb-headed young man was stunned to the ground, and after he lay on the ground, he kept spitting out a lot of white foam in his mouth.

Zhang Fan, whose physical strength has increased to 5 points, is a must-kill shot, that is, he is either dead or injured, but it is not something that these ordinary people can afford.

Of course, he didn't really use all his strength, because he was afraid of accidentally killing these people, he was not a person who liked to kill, and the strength he used was only two percent.

After solving these little minions, Zhang Fan clapped his hands and strode slowly towards the bald man at the table, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You..... What are you doing? The bald man was sweating profusely, his voice was a little trembling, just now he was just a kung fu who picked up vegetables, and his subordinates were put down by this wild boy, he asked himself, even those real kung fu masters, I am afraid they can't do this.

The bald man swallowed his saliva wildly, watching Zhang Fan get closer little by little, don't look at him very calm on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked in his heart.

To be honest, he wanted to escape, but his legs were too nervous and limp.

"Shh Zhang Fan made a boo gesture, then raised his right hand, and slapped him in the face with lightning speed, this slap used thirty percent of the strength, accompanied by a snap, the bald man's full mouth of teeth were all knocked out, and with a bang, it fell on the dining table, picking up a piece of blood.

"Ahh The bald man screamed again and again, could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and collapsed to the ground with a scream, covering his bleeding mouth in pain, and kowtowing and begging for mercy shouting: "Master...... Uncle! You spare my life, I don't dare anymore! The money Lu Deshui owes me will be written off...... A write-off, and ask the uncle to raise his noble hand...... I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child...... You ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you one thing today, does Lu Deshui's death have anything to do with you?!" Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light, with a demonic bloodlust.

"Uncle, Lu Deshui's death...... It has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything!! "The bald man has no teeth, and his speech is a little leaky.

"Oh....." Zhang Fan sighed softly, but soon he changed his words and said, "That's okay...... Get you on your way now! Zhang Fan picked up an empty beer bottle and was about to smash it down on the bald man's head.

At this critical moment, the bald man was completely frightened and exclaimed: "Uncle! I say I say, I say it all! Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, threw the beer bottle in his hand into the distance and smashed it, pulled over a chair and sat down with Erlang's legs crossed.

However, after he sat down, he summoned Lu Deshui as well. Zhang Fan felt that this kind of revenge should be done by the parties, and there was no point in doing it yourself.

Lu Deshui did not show his figure in front of the bald man, because the information they wanted had not yet been asked, and once they appeared, they might scare the bald man to death.

The bald man trembled in fear, and told the cause of Lu Deshui's death with a handful of snot and tears.

It turned out that the reason why Lu Deshui became a hopeless gambler when he was addicted to gambling was actually operated by these people, first sending people to lure Lu Deshui a little bit of tricks, and then making him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself, until he lost his family and lost all his property, squeezed out all the value, and then found someone to trick him out and hack him to death.

Because these desperate gamblers, when they come to a desperate situation, the vast majority of them will do very extreme behavior.

In order to prevent Lu Deshui from dying with them, or calling the police to arrest them, they had no choice but to take action first and kill him in advance.

But it was not them who killed Lü Deshui, but a dozen prisoners who had just been released from a labor camp, and they fled after killing Lü Deshui at that time.

When Zhang Fan heard this, his mouth glanced at it, he didn't fully believe the words of this bald man, but it wasn't until Lu Deshui told him that everything was true, and Zhang Fan was relieved.

Zhang Fan briefly asked about some things, and then asked if he could still contact these people, and the bald man pondered for a while before saying that he could get in touch.

In this regard, Zhang Fan asked him to contact those people immediately, if he can do it, let him die today, and if he can't do it, let him die today.

Zhang Fan's words are categorical, resolute, and do what he says, he can save his life, but if he doesn't do it, he will definitely die.

It was a matter of his own net worth and life, the bald man didn't dare to fool around, his hands trembled and he took out an Apple machine from his pocket, looked for the mobile phone number, and hurriedly dialed it.

The phone dialed for a few seconds, and the other end answered quickly. The bald man forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, tried his best to restrain his inner emotions, and chatted with the other party on the phone in a normal tone.

After a while, the bald man hung up the phone and told Zhang Fan that the matter had been taken care of, and he told the other party that he had a good business here, and if the matter was done, he would pay them 100,000 yuan as a reward.

Over the years, they have often had dealings, such as things that hurt people's lives, and he would pay each other to do them.

Seeing that the bald man acted according to his own method, Zhang Fan showed a smile, nodded with satisfaction, and then slapped the bald man unconscious.

Zhang Fan did not hurt their lives, and Zhang Fan would not do anything to kill them, nor did he have the obligation to do it.

He recorded all the words that the other party said just now, and then planned to hand them over to the police when the matter was over.

The bad guy has his own legal punishment, and it is not his turn to do it at all. Zhang Fan looked at Lu Deshui and signaled him not to worry, when those murderers came, he would definitely let him take revenge.

When Lu Deshui heard this, he nodded gloomily. ....... I don't know how long later, the gate of the abandoned factory was pushed open by more than a dozen hideous-looking men.

They are five big and three thick, with colorful tattoos on their bodies, they look very vicious and vicious, and a strong evil aura lingers around them.

But as soon as they stepped into the factory, they only heard the door behind them, creaking, and it closed automatically and inexplicably.

Hearing the movement, more than a dozen big men followed the voice, and saw a thin young man with a bottle of beer in his hand, slowly walking over.

The moment they saw this young man, the expressions of the dozen or so big men suddenly changed, because they sensed a trace of extreme uneasiness from this young man.

For the prisoners who have been on the line of life and death all year round, they are most sensitive to this uneasy danger.