V2.Chapter 799

Song Zhuang, who wants to see Cai Ji, hides in his secret residence and begins to plan how to complete the task assigned to him by Cai Ji. However, Wang Fan has already arrived at an icehouse in the suburb with he Tiankui's head.

The icehouse has no name and is very shabby. If it wasn't for the address given by Cai Ji and the sign standing outside the icehouse, Wang Fan couldn't believe it. This is the place Cai Ji said.

"Hey, brother, I'm looking for someone." Wang Fan, wearing a human skin mask again, said to a young man sitting at the gate of the icehouse.

The young man who was bending his head and rubbing his feet raised his head and squinted at Wang Fan. After looking up and down, he lowered his head and rubbed his feet seriously.

I thought the other party would say something to me, but I didn't expect that I just looked at myself. The young man rubbed his feet, and he was serious. It was like finishing a great thing.

"Brother, someone asked me to come here to deliver something." Wang Fan said impatiently.

"Put it at the door." The young man rubbed his feet, put his hand under his nose, smelled it and said to Wang Fan casually.

Looking at each other's disgusting operation, Wang Fan was already a little annoyed. Now he heard the young man in front of him speak to himself with this attitude, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Who is in charge here? Damn, did you mean to play with me! " Wang Fan threw his travel bag on the ground and pointed at the young man.

Smelling the smell on his hands, the intoxicated young man looked at Wang Fan and asked with a smile, "is your kid brain sick, and you've come here to find someone. I really don't want to live?"

"Grass! You think I'd like to come? It's your people who invited me! " Wang Fan scolded.

"Come on! Someone's looking for trouble

Looking at Wang Fan's angry appearance, the young man at the door raised his head and yelled at the yard behind him.

"Hula"

As soon as the young people's shouts fell, a dozen big men rushed out of the yard of the icehouse, each with a machete or stick in his hand, just like a deadly battle.

"Who, who the hell dares to look for trouble here?" A strong man at the head asked with a stare.

Without waiting for the young man to reply, Wang Fan said, "I, your uncle and I!"

"Damn it, you dare to run wild here and kill him!" Hearing Wang Fan's words, the strong man pointed at him and said to the people behind him.

After hearing the words of the first man, they rushed to Wang Fan without hesitation.

The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword!

More than a dozen burly men, as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, were about to smash Wang Fan to pieces with their weapons in hand.

Originally in the heart choked a stomach fire, now see the other party's aggressive appearance, Wang fan is frowning tightly, double fists clenched, a pair of at any time to go.

"Shua, Shua"

The sound of chopper cutting through the air and the air current driven by the stick dancing are mixed together, just like a grand prelude to a battle.

"Pa"

"Pa pa"

"Pa Pa Pa"

A series of slaps came from the manic crowd.

Standing behind the crowd, the young man craned his neck and looked at the mixed people, curious to see clearly the power of the series of slaps.

Before the young man could see the situation clearly, he felt a flash of shadow in front of him. Wang Fan, surrounded by the crowd, stood in front of him like this.

The unprepared young man trembled in his heart and withdrew involuntarily.

The young man sitting on the chair had an unstable center of gravity and suddenly fell to the ground. He pointed to Wang Fan in front of him and asked in horror: "you... You... How did you do that? "

"Pa"

Wang Fan swung his arm, slapped the young man in the face, and glared at him with an eyebrow.

The young man who just wanted to be rude was stunned by Wang Fan's slap. His dirty words were mixed with blood, and he swallowed them back.

"Who are you in charge of? I'm going to kill him! " Wang Fan said with staring eyes.

The young man sitting on the ground covered his face and asked timidly, "brother, what do you want us to do here?"

"I'll kill him!" Wang Fan said, biting his teeth.

Hard to swallow saliva, the young man peeked at the nearby dozen strong men.

The ten strong men who had just fiercely besieged Wang Fan all covered their faces and stood not far away to watch. No one dared to approach the violent Wang Fan any more.

Seeing that the people on his side were afraid of being beaten, the young man quickly accompanied him with a smiling face and said, "my Lord, our manager is not here. Would you like to come back another day?"

"Fart! I'm going to kill him today. If he doesn't come back, I'll put you scum in the icehouse over there and freeze you to death! " Wang Fan cursed.

A dozen strong men standing behind Wang Fan were not calm when they heard that Wang Fan wanted to put them in the icehouse.

The strong man who was the first to clamor to kill Wang Fan covered his swollen face and said indistinctly: "uncle, Buddhism is also a four Fu heart move, Buddhism..."

In the middle of what the strong man said, he stopped. He looked at Wang Fan's killing eyes and finally closed his mouth. He stood there pitifully and didn't know what to do.

Just a face-to-face, on everyone's face, they slapped hard. This skill, like ghosts, has deeply shocked everyone present.

And Wang fan is not only very quick, but also full of strength.

These strong men with their faces covered, each of them had a few broken teeth in their mouth. If they didn't worry that their boss would be angry, they would have gone far away. How dare they get so close to Wang Fan.

"If any of you tell me where the man in charge is, I will spare him! Otherwise, I'll roll into the freezer so that my hands won't be dirty. " Wang Fan said coldly.

When the strong men heard Wang Fan's words, they immediately widened their eyes. Some of them were timid, and they could not help shivering.

Although these guys, who are used to playing roughshod, always look very poor and ferocious, they are still scared to death at this critical moment.

The strong man at the head wiped the sweat on his head, looked at the young man sitting on the ground and said, "brother pony, this... This is... Guys, it's kind of... I can't stand it

"Silly Biao, what are you talking about?" Brother pony, who was startled, stood up from the ground, with a face of panic staring at the silly Biao who showed his identity.

Looking at brother pony's panic, Wang Fan touched his chin and said with a smile, "brother, this is a toast, not a penalty drink!"