Chapter 33：

Ye Fan smirked and said, "I'm so daring, I dare to assassinate me, it's really looking for death!"

He put his hand on Wang Chunrong's wrist and twisted it vigorously.

When crying--

The sharp knife fell to the ground immediately.

Hey----

The incomparable sound of breaking and breaking suddenly sounded.

"Eh hum——"

Wang Chunrong snorted.

The severe pain of broken bones caused him to see incomparable cold sweat on his forehead and body.

"Let's talk, who instructed you to kill me?"

Ye Fan's icy gaze stared directly at Wang Chunrong's eyes, and he spoke slowly.

Wang Chunrong met Ye Fan's gaze, gritted his teeth, did not yield, his eyes were sharp and tough.

Ye Fansen sneered: "I want to see if your bones are hard or your mouth is hard?"

He was about to do it, and suddenly Wang Chunrong gritted his teeth, and the whole person began to twitch in the next second.

The whites of his eyes rolled up and his eyes quickly dimmed.

Foam and red blood flowed from the seven orifices of the nose and mouth at the same time.

After a short while, he was limp and died directly.

"Um?"

Ye Fan cried out in surprise, frowning slightly.

With such a ruthless and quick method, he missed a hit and committed suicide by taking poison.

Ye Fan looked at Wang Chunrong's purple lips and the poisoned corpse, with more doubts in his eyes.

The disguise before and after Wang Chunrong was so in place, and after the assassination failed, he committed suicide directly by taking poison.

With such a stern method, the people standing behind are absolutely extraordinary!

Is it Zhao Jianfeng and Zhao Jun?

Ye Fan shook his head slightly, not feeling like it again.

He helped them eliminate the demons in the factory, even if they didn't deal with it at all, it didn't make sense to kill themselves.

Who will it be?

After thinking about it, Ye Fan didn't think that he had offended anyone to the point of sending a killer to assassinate it.

There are more doubts in his heart.

Ye Fan always feels like he has stepped into a game inexplicably.

A layer of mist shrouded his eyes, and a vague murderous intent came.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Ye Fan left these questions behind.

Since I can't figure it out, I put it aside first, solved the hanged ghost in this factory, and left after receiving the reward, saving trouble.

Ye Fan had decided in his mind, so he strode downstairs and walked towards the factory area.

He followed the spot where the ghost spirit was strongest in the induction, searching all the way.

Squeaky

A factory door was opened by Ye Fan.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo well

A cold wind that seemed to be crying and whimpering suddenly blew out from inside.

The incomparable death and ghost aura, vigorously gushing out.

Found it, it's here!

Ye Fan moved his eyes and strode in.

Inside the factory building, it was dark, full of the strong smell of corpses.

Ye Fan pressed the switch, but it didn't light up.

It seems that the ghost spirit is permeated, and all the circuits have been blocked.

However, with Ye Fan's eyesight, the night vision is just waiting.

This is a large empty warehouse, the goods have been moved away, and everything in it is unobstructed.

It seems to be the place where people died two days ago.

A white line showing the fallen corpse was drawn on the ground.

A cordon was pulled up around.

Ye Fan pulled out the Tang Knife, cut the cordon, and walked in.

The white lines on the ground are very detailed.

Ye Fan looked at the falling posture of the corpses carefully, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

The posture and position of these corpses falling to the ground, connected together, seemed to have a certain specific position.

Together, it looks like a weird pattern.

Can the dead give out a flower? !

Ye Fan sneered.

Snapped--

At this moment, Ye Fan's shoulder seemed to have touched something.

It's cold.