The man hiding in the black car never showed up, and Wang Fan had no interest in seeing his true features. In his eyes, this kind of shrinking head figure is dispensable.
However, Wang Fan's performance in front of the police station made the brothers of Sihai Gang have a long face. Especially when they saw the faces of Dongsheng people, they were as happy as eggplant.
Wandering the rivers and lakes, mixing the society.
It depends on courage.
Moreover, the idea of these gang members is the simplest. Only by following the tough big brother can they have a good social meal and avoid being bullied at will.
After explaining to Liu pangzi, Wang Fan drove away from the intersection, but he didn't go home. Instead, he turned to Fuyuan teahouse of Nange.
Parking at the side of the road, Wang Fan, who wanted to call Nange, found that the door of the teahouse was open at more than three o'clock in the morning, but the girls waiting at the door had already gone back to rest.
When he locked the door and went to the teahouse, Wang Fan found that there was a man sitting in the driver's seat of a white car parked not far away, and the other side was looking at him.
Out of curiosity and vigilance, Wang fan stopped his steps to the teahouse and turned to the white car.
The driver in the car saw Wang Fan go towards him, took something from the door, opened the door and walked down.
The driver who got off the bus was a woman with long hair in a suit and high-heeled shoes. Wang Fangang was going to laugh at her nervousness, but he found that the woman with long hair was holding a Japanese knife in her hand.
The black scabbard and hilt, in sharp contrast to the woman's white hands, stand out in the night.
Women with long hair and shawls have good facial features and cool makeup, which makes them feel heroic.
Although they were two meters away, Wang Fan was still able to detect the danger, and he carefully looked at the knife in the woman's hand. It was definitely not a vulgar thing bought by the roadside, but a murder weapon from a famous man.
Wang fan stopped to look at each other and asked casually, "beauty, are you waiting here?"
The woman holding the knife also looked at Wang Fan, with her head tilted and her face disdained, but she did not answer Wang Fan's words.
After being shut up, Wang Fan was embarrassed. He raised his hand to touch his chin and said with self mockery, "it turned out that he was a mute. It's really a wet blanket."
"Idiot!" The woman's face grew gloomy and she squeezed an answer out of her mouth.
"Alas! what the fuck! Interesting Wang Fan heard the woman actually scold him, but his face is a pair of excited expression.
The woman who coldly looks at Wang Fan's face is more and more gloomy. She raises her right hand and grabs it on the handle of the knife. She stares at Wang Fan in front of her eyes. If Wang Fan dares to offend him a little, she will directly kill him on the spot.
Wang Fan's heart of course knows that the short knife in a woman's hand is powerful, but others bully him. If he just turns around and walks away, he will be looked down upon by the woman in front of him.
If there is a policewoman standing in front of him, Wang fan can still find an excuse for himself, but the woman in front of him is obviously a person in the world. Therefore, Wang Fan has no choice but to teach him some principles of life.
Now that the fire is on, there is no need to pull anything useless. Wang Fan takes off his coat and throws it on the ground. He warms up and says with provocation: "pull out the sword, let me teach you how to be a man!"
She didn't look flustered because of Wang Fan's action. The woman's eyes were full of excitement. She quickly took off her high-heeled shoes, conveniently took off her tight suit, and threw the suit on the top of the car behind her.
The white shirt was tightly attached to her body, which made people think about it.
With one hand, she gathered her long hair to the back of her head and tied it into a ponytail. The woman stretched out her right hand to Wang Fan and slowly raised her middle finger to make a standard "international jerk".
Wang Fan, who has been waiting for the woman to finish the preparatory work, saw that the woman was so arrogant and rushed to the woman immediately.
"Cha"
The friction sound of the blade across the scabbard burns the silent air and every nerve of Wang Fan.
"Shua! Shua! Shua
Just a face-to-face fight, the woman has waved three knives to Wang Fan, each knife is tricky or chopped or stabbed to Wang Fan's body.
The chill of the blade swept over Wang Fan's cheek. The cold breath of death reminded him that the woman in front of him was not bluffing. If Wang Fan was careless, she would be killed by the knife in her hand.
"Pa"
To avoid the sharp attack of a woman, Wang Fan suddenly hit her in the stomach.
"Ah! Beast
The unprepared woman didn't expect that Wang Fan would be like this. What's more, she didn't expect that in the face of her deadly attack, Wang Fan was able to attack herself without injury.
Wang Fan, who had already stood behind the woman, put the back of his hand under his nose and smelled greedily. His face was even more infatuated.
Hearing Wang Fan's voice behind her, the woman took her left foot as the root and turned her body to the right. Then her right foot fell to the ground and her body rose up. Her left foot kicked Wang Fan's face like lightning.
As if he had expected a woman's action for a long time, Wang Fan's body suddenly took a step back, skilfully avoided the woman's kick to him, raised his arms and grabbed the woman's ankle fiercely.
"A one word horse!"
Holding the woman's ankles in both hands, Wang Fanbing laughed and yelled, and his body retreated rapidly again.
The woman who lost her center of gravity didn't have time to move, so she was dragged forward by Wang Fan. Her slender legs were stretched by Wang Fan, and she really put on the ground like a horse.
But without waiting for Wang Fan to marvel at the softness of the woman's body, he saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes. The knife in the woman's hand had been cut to his neck.
I had long expected that women would do so. Wang Fan loosened her ankles, bent over and rushed to the woman on the ground. A pair of big hands went through the gap exposed by the woman and directly buckled her white neck.
Without waiting for the woman to take back the chopping knife, Wang Fan's body has turned to the woman's back, his legs around the woman's waist, and his hands around the woman's head. Only by breaking the woman's neck can he kill this cold eyed beauty.