In the dead corridor, the dense crowd of people is a wall, and the people are breathless.

These are the elites under Jiang Jiannan's command, and they will not be dispatched to the city under normal circumstances.

There is only one case.

The other party is an extremely good martial artist, and his strength is at least A-level up.

The office smells of cigarettes.

Jiang Jiannan sat on the desk, his hands clutching the edge of the table, and his face became more and more indifferent.

He's angry.

Feng Quan vomited all his little things, felt relieved, and sat down on the sofa.

"Is that what you want, Jiannan?"

Jiang Jiannan's head was lowered, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, and his body was trembling because of the strong emotional struggle.

"Why?" Jiang Jiannan's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was squeezed out of his throat, "Instructor, you used to be my idol, and my grandfather has always asked me to look up to you, why?" ”

Feng Quan laughed at himself and looked at the cigarette in his hand.

The smoke of cigarettes curls and accelerates the burning of tobacco, like a life that has come to an end, and you can see the end at a glance.

"I am also human, I am also afraid of death, now I am just an ordinary Chinese citizen, I have the right to pursue the hope of continuing to live."

"But you are also the last Chinese military god of my Huaxia, and you are the god in the minds of countless juniors!" Jiang Jiannan's voice raised a few decibels.

"I have never been a god, and there will be no god in this world, Jiannan, do you know that an old man can clearly feel the panic of coming to the end of his life every day?"

Without waiting for Jiang Jiannan to speak, Feng Quan shook his head and smiled, "You are still young, although you are also a martial spirit, but you still have a few decades to live, of course you will not empathize with me." ”

"Shut up!" Jiang Jiannan covered his face, breathed heavily, and stretched out his hand to signal that he would not say any more.

These words should not be the words of the idol in your heart.

His world will fall apart.

"Now that I'm leaving, you can choose to arrest me, it's your right," Feng Quan got up and opened the door to the room.

As Feng Quan appeared, countless pairs of scarlet eyes in the corridor lit up.

Feng Quan looked at Jiang Jiannan.

Jiang Jiannan calmed down, walked to Feng Quan's side, and pressed a hand on his shoulder.

"Instructor, I'll get you out of here."

Jiang Jiannan couldn't do this in the end, so he decided to personally escort Feng Quan to leave safely.

But just as the two walked out of the backyard and jumped into the car, Jiang Fan's voice came from behind them.

"Jiang Jiannan, don't you want to give me an explanation?"

Jiang Jiannan's face changed greatly when he heard this, he slammed the door of Feng Quan's car shut, and said to his subordinates, "Go now, quickly!" ”

"Want to go?" Jiang Fan's expression was cold, and he was already angry.

What he was angry about was not that the murderer was in front of him, but that Jiang Jiannan was risking his life to protect the murderer who wanted to kill him.

The tires spun at high speed on the road, like a wild horse ejected.

"Stop him!" Jiang Jiannan pointed directly at Jiang Fan.

It was too late, and at the moment when more than thirty people stepped forward at the scene, Jiang Fan was already standing behind Jiang Jiannan like a ghost.

"Boom!"

The strong killing intent was brought about by the identity of the Killing Divine Wind, and at this time, it smashed down behind Jiang Jiannan like thunder.

"What a terrible murderous aura, this! Is it the real strength of Xiao Fanzi? ”

"Little Fanzi, listen to me explain, things are not what you imagined, there is..."

"Is there a misunderstanding?" Jiang Fan's cold voice was like a knife, piercing Jiang Jiannan's heart, "Then why do you want to be sneaky?" ”

"I..."

"Wait until I settle this matter first, and then I'll settle accounts with you."

"You can't go," Jiang Jiannan clenched his fists and said with resolute eyes.

"You think you can stop me? Huaxia God of War! Jiang Fan's tone was sarcastic that couldn't be hidden.

"God of War!" The faces of the more than thirty martial artists of the Huaxia Military Department changed greatly.

At this time, a knife and fork that had just come along appeared in Jiang Fan's hand, like three points of meat, and blood stained the collar red.

"I warned you, but you took me for a fool, Jiang Jiannan, my good cousin, I am impatient, you know, you don't care about this matter, I will deal with it."

"If you dare to chase after me, I will kill you too!"

The words fell, and Jiang Fan disappeared in place.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiannan was relieved, and his white shirt was completely soaked with sweat.

... ...

In the afternoon.

A jeep avoided the crowds and drove into the middle of nowhere, although the distance was a little longer, but "safe." ”

Is it really safe?

Feng Quan's mind was clear.

At noon, the sun was shining, but the sky of the mountains was overwhelmed by black clouds, which made people feel extremely bored and uneasy.

Feng Quan slowly opened his eyes and reluctantly looked at the land that raised him.

He knows Jiang Jiannan, and letting him go this time doesn't mean that he will forget about it.

The only way to make it difficult for neither of them is to go abroad on their own.

"Old military god, out of this mountain is the airport, I have booked the ticket for you in advance, when the time comes..."

"Bang!"

Without warning, it fell like a thunderbolt on the roof of the car.

Under the strong impact, the whole body lost its balance, flew off the road, and overturned to the side.

A drizzle followed, followed by a torrential rain that washed over every corner.

I only saw the roof of the jeep, a tree trunk that had been torn off by some terrifying strange force, and at this time it was pierced diagonally.

The car door was kicked open, and Feng Quan rescued the unconscious driver's subordinates.

The rain soaked the clothes of the two in an instant, and Feng Quan was relieved to confirm that the driver was not dead.

But just as he was about to take out his mobile phone and dial a number for help, the sky thunder pierced the sky, and the miserable white thunder dispelled the dark forest.

A figure also appeared on the puddle, and Jiang Fan was standing on the treetop less than three meters behind Feng Quan, staring at Feng Quan expressionless at this time.

Of course, Feng Quan knew that Jiang Fan was there, but he focused all his attention on dialing the phone number in the past.

"Young man, life is at stake, although I don't know what your origin is, but please wait for me to call an ambulance first, he is innocent."

"You can do whatever you want," Jiang Fan said indifferently,

Soon the phone was connected, and Feng Quan informed the location of the accident scene, and then he was willing to turn around and look at Jiang Fanlai.

Jiang Fan was younger than he imagined, but he didn't know such a number one person.

"Young man, you were sent by Jiannan?" Feng Quan smiled bitterly, "He is too upright to let me go, but I am not sad, which shows that I have cultivated well and I am proud." ”

"Does it matter?" Jiang Fan said indifferently, "Are you ready to die?" ”

Feng Quan looked at Jiang Fan curiously, "Young man, although I am old, you should respect me, many people once wanted me to die, but the results were often unsatisfactory." ”

"Hmph," Jiang Fan sneered, and the moment he raised his foot, he flashed in front of Feng Quan, grabbing Feng Quan's throat without any hesitation.

"Good boy, such a domineering skill," Feng Quan exclaimed, but he was not afraid.

His eyes were stained with blood, and Feng Quan did not hesitate to activate the ancestral spirit.

With him as the source, the blood color instantly swept across the mountain road.

Feng Quan's speed skyrocketed suddenly, his body retreated back and took a confident half step, and his right hand grabbed Jiang Fan's wrist with his backhand like an iron tong and smashed towards the ground.

"Hmph, compare your strength with me, you are too confident," Jiang Fan stepped out with his front foot and controlled his strength with force.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind erupted between the two intertwined hands, cutting through the rain curtain and causing ripples in the puddles on the ground.

"What!" Feng Quan's face was incredulous, Jiang Fan's strange power was beyond his imagination, and he didn't even have a chance to react.

Feng Quan's hand slidied, and the moment Jiang Fan broke free, the rest of his hand grabbed Feng Quan's cheek and shot out towards the jungle in the distance.

"Bang bang bang!"

The towering trees were broken one after another, and Feng Quan rolled over the slippery grass for more than ten meters before stopping.

He gasped for breath and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing the blood in his palm, Feng Quan sighed, "It is said that martial spirit people frequently use ancestral spirits, even if they don't die in their early years, they will live in their later years. ”

"When I was younger, I didn't think so, but now I believe it."

"It seems that your body has reached its limit, and it seems that it is difficult to exert the power of the ancestral spirit," Jiang Fan walked as if death was approaching.

Feng Quan smiled, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to his knees like a kite with a broken string.

"Why are you divulging my identity?" Jiang Fan had already come closer, his eyes were like swords, without the slightest emotion.

"I don't know what you're talking about, have you misunderstood something, young man?" Feng Quan gasped.

He let out a low roar of incomparably pain, and Jiang Fan noticed that his entire back was twisting, as if something was about to struggle out of his body.

Is that... A face, a distorted facial features that are about to tear the skin of the back at any moment, weird and terrifying.

"Young man, aren't you going to kill me, now you can do it," Feng Quan grabbed Jiang Fan's trouser leg with a hint of pleading in his tone.

The ancestral spirit recovered, this kind of pain was unimaginable for ordinary people for martial spirit people.

"You want relief?"

Feng Quan laughed miserably, "Originally, I could have lived after a little more time, but it looks like God wants to take me away." ”

Jiang Fan kicked Feng Quan away, turned around and left.

"Won't you kill me?" Feng Quan sat slumped on the ground, his organs were being eaten by the ancestral spirit, and within a moment he would become an empty shell.

Jiang Fan disappeared into the darkness and said sarcastically, "I still want to see you being devoured by the ancestral spirit you rely on. ”