Under Zhao Fan's exploration technique, this man thought that all the hidden movements were hidden. As soon as the dagger in his hand was extended, Zhao Fan's hand was already waiting in front.

This person is quite skilled and feels extremely keen.

When Zhao Fan's fingers just touched his arm, his wrist turned very flexibly, and the dagger in his hand cut towards Zhao Fan's vein.

Zhao Fan sneered. Such skills have no meaning in life and death. The more fancy moves you have, the faster you die.

Before the man's wrist was completely turned, Zhao Fan had already tightly held his arm. He had no intention of giving him any time to react. His hand shook suddenly, and then there was a clear and crisp sound.

The man let out a muffled groan, and his whole body was trembling by Zhao Fan and he bumped into the flower bed. His knee suddenly pushed out fell into the space.

The old man playing Erhu was about to hit him as he saw a living person was about to hit him. While getting up in panic, his hands shook, and Erhu made a sharp and harsh hiss. Before he could shout out in his mouth, the young man who was about to hit him flew backwards out of thin air.

Zhao Fan, who grabbed the man's clothes on the back, directly smashed the person in his hand to the ground without any hesitation. The dull sound made everyone around him tremble in his heart, and then a few high decibel screams around him rang one after another.

This man suddenly smashed Zhao Fan and wanted to get up after a carp beaten. When he bounced his upper body halfway, Zhao Fan's foot stepped on his other intact arm.

Another crisp sound, and the sound of screaming higher and higher...

Zhao Fan did not continue to stimulate these ordinary people with fragile hearts. He dragged the young man with broken arms and flashed, and directly entered the osmanthus forest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You should protect that woman for money, right? This is not something that people like you can get involved. Let me go and then give up this task. Maybe you can still live well. Otherwise, you will die miserably!"

The young man, who was lifted by Zhao Fan in his hand and kept walking, and his hands and arms were broken, his tone was still calm. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Fan could already hear that he was not a Chinese and his Chinese pronunciation was very strange.

"You are very brave. You dare to take on tasks in China and dare to break into forbidden areas. You should be the one who wants to die, right?"

Zhao Fan snorted coldly, took the man to the pavilion on the top of the mountain, and threw him on the ground with a cold tone.

The man struggled to lean on the pavilion pillar, and sneered at Zhao Fan, saying, "The forbidden mercenaries are just that there is no suitable price. The trouble this woman causes is beyond your imagination. The price posted on the dark web is also beyond your imagination."

"We are all the same type of people. I will catch this woman for money. You protect this woman for money. Listen to my advice and give up! Money and life are still more important after all!"

Zhao Fan ignored him, walked up to him, shook his head and said, "I talked so much nonsense. I thought you were professional enough, but now it seems that you are just cannon fodder. Let me see where you are from!"

After saying that, his hand had already grabbed the man's collar and pulled off the man's top with a squeak.

As he expected, this man had a not-so-big tattoo on his shoulder, a black hawk with spreading his wings. The brown-yellow eyes on the black hawk's tattoo looked very evil in a touch of black.

Zhao Fan's eyes flashed and he fell silent.

"I didn't expect that in China, there are still people who can recognize this tattoo. Have you figured it out now? Let me go and give up this task, and you can live! Since you can recognize this tattoo, you should know that the power behind me is not something you can afford."

The young man didn't mind Zhao Fan seeing this tattoo, but he had a bit of pride on his face. After seeing Zhao Fan's expression, his expression became more and more certain and he said coldly again.

Zhao Fan looked at him coldly, raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder again. Then another crisp sound was heard, and the man's shoulder and arm were crushed by Zhao Fan.

Even if this person is tough, he can no longer withstand the severe pain. His body is spasming uncontrollably, his twisted face is full of resentment, and he roars loudly: "Tianmu will not let you go. No matter how skillful your methods are, they can find out that I am dead at your hands. Just wait for them to take revenge until they die!"

"Did I say I want to kill you? I am protecting you. At your level, I am still a killer? Do you dare to mess with that woman An Soo-hee? You have to use your hand and go back to Jeju Island to fish honestly!"

"By the way, I'll give An Xiuxi a message. If she dares to reach out to this place, I don't mind going to her hometown. Sitting on the roof of her three-story building, eating fried chicken and drinking beer, and seeing the scenery of the Bianshan Peninsula, it should be a very pleasant thing."

Zhao Fan sneered, stood up and stood in front of the young man, lowered his head and looked down at him and said calmly.

"You, do you know our leader? Who are you?"

Zhao Fan said An Xiuxi's name at once, and he knew the situation of this person very well. The young man on the ground suddenly trembled, and his tone became a little trembling.

"My surname is Zhao!"

After Zhao Fan finished speaking calmly, he looked at the stars in the sky, sighed softly, and walked into the osmanthus forest.

A osmanthus tree more than ten meters away was shaking strangely, because a young man with yellow hair and earrings on his ears was trembling all over his body.

The young man had taken off half of his pants, and under him was a fashionable woman. Her slender legs in black stockings were still tightly clamped against the young man's waist until this time.

A discerning person can tell at a glance what these two guys are doing here.

Seeing Zhao Fan approaching step by step, both of them covered their mouths tightly, but their teeth creaked uncontrollably. The trembling amplitude of their bodies became larger and larger, and the osmanthus tree, which was as thick as a wrist, was already making a clattering sound.

"Xiao...Xiao Ran, is anyone here? I...my night blindness is getting worse and worse now... Why can't I see anything?"

"No, no, nothing, I saw nothing!"

Both of them were trembling, their fear was extremely scared, and they tried desperately to pretend that they hadn't seen anything. But they just finished talking with their tongues, and their faces were ashamed.

If they don’t even believe in this acting skills, can they deceive others?

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you, you guys continue!"

Zhao Fan smiled and searched through a very dense square bamboo bush not far from the two of them. He took out a rectangular black box and held it in his hand, and walked over from the two guys with big strides.

The two of them felt weak and fell to the ground like a deflated ball.

Soon, the little yellow-haired jumped up from the woman in a sudden state.

Suddenly there was no cover, the woman screamed, hurriedly clamped her legs, and quickly pulled her short skirt to cover her lower body. However, the yellow-haired woman was already chasing Zhao Fan while carrying her pants.

"Brother, are you a bodyguard? How much does it cost if you ask?"

Huangmao finally put on her pants and ran all the way. After catching up with Zhao Fan, she looked at Zhao Fan with anticipation and asked.

"I'm not a bodyguard, I'm a killer, specializing in killing people. If you don't want to die, it's best not to follow me!"

Zhao Fan didn't stop at his feet, and looked back at the man and said coldly.

The yellow-haired neck shrank and subconsciously took a step back.

Then, he saw Zhao Fan's appearance, and then said loudly with excitement: "Brother, brother, it's you? Do you still remember me, we've seen it."

Zhao Fan frowned and glanced at the man's face. At this moment, the two of them were about to walk out of the osmanthus forest. Although the street lights in the mountain park were not bright, they could still see clearly. He really couldn't remember where he had seen this man.

"Brother, you don't remember me? Do you have no impression of my yellow hair, my earrings, such obvious signs?"

When Huangmao saw Zhao Fan's expression, he knew that he didn't remember him at all. He pulled his hair and ears with his hands and feet, and scratched his head anxiously.

"Don't follow me anymore!"

Zhao Fan was not interested in getting entangled with him anymore, so he said casually, shook his head and turned around and prepared to leave.

"Brother, Yipinxuan, Yipinxuan! When that little bastard Yu Wenxuan bullied you, I was still talking to you. Did you forget me so quickly?"

The little yellow-haired stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhao Fan's arm and shook it while reminding him loudly.

Zhao Fan frowned and looked at the man's hand, and quickly took a few steps back. The little yellow-haired seemed to have realized something, and kept wiping his hands on his pants, and there was not much embarrassment on his face, and he laughed dryly.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhao Fan was a little impatient, took out a tissue to wipe his arms, and asked coldly.

"It's nothing. I just want to get to know a master like my elder brother. My name is Han Mingjie. My elder brother must remember me. My phone number is..."

This person is sick!

Zhao Fan made a judgment in his heart, and there was no trace of it in the blink of an eye.

"Han Mingjie, what are you doing? I said this is not OK, you have to come. Now it's okay? Is it fresh? Is it exciting? How can you let me be a human being in the future?"

Seeing Zhao Fan walking away, the woman with Han Mingjie finally ran out in a daze, and grabbed the boy's ear and twisted.

"Stop making trouble, do you still remember the godly man I told you? It was the one who made a big fuss in Yipinxuan? This big brother is my benefactor. You don't know the face of that boy Yu Wenxuan at that time. When I think about it now, I feel a sense of pleasure in my heart!"

Han Mingjie struggled with grinning, his face was still extremely excited, and he said again what he saw in Yipinxuan with a mouth full of foam.

"So what? They don't know you? We have lost such a big face in front of them. It's okay if you don't hide a little, but you're still running by to report your name. Are you pretending to be shit in your mind?"

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when the woman said this, she had already grasped his ears with both hands and twisted her hard.

Zhao Fan quickly returned to the Mu family villa and saw that the police had arrived.

There is an old acquaintance, Li Yawen.

When she saw Zhao Fan appear, she glared at him first, then seemed to realize that her attitude was wrong, and nodded gently.

"No need to check, this nanny has always been in contact with a group called Tianmin International Killer. Mu Qingya was in danger several times because she leaked her whereabouts. The other sniper killed her with a sniper gun on the opposite mountain. Needless to say, she would silence her purpose."

Zhao Fan saw the deep fatigue on Li Yawen's face, remembering what she appeared outside Yipinxuan last night. After briefly saying what she knew, he raised his eyebrows and asked casually: "You squatted outside Yipinxuan for so long last night, why didn't you go in when the gunshots?"
Chapter completed!