One Thousand and Fifty One: Died by falling from high altitude

One Thousand and Fifty One: Died by falling from high altitude

Oh shit.

Yan Wang cursed secretly, picked up the gun and loaded the bullets. He came to the door quietly.

He pinched his throat and let out an unwilling scream, then stood quietly by the door like a ghost.

One minute, five minutes...

Just when Yan Wan thought the other party was gone, there was suddenly a rustling sound of iron chains.

Not long after, the iron door was pushed open.

"Bang!" Yan Wan kicked the man in the chest without any suspense. The impact was so powerful that he let out a scream and rolled down the stairs.

This is not acting in a movie. I fell down several floors and still jumped around like nothing happened.

Yan Wan's kick was enough to make his eyesight turn black, let alone run away and find it difficult to stand up. The leather shoes have hard soles, and even if the bones are not broken, he is considered strong.

He chased after him, and with a cold expression, he twisted off the opponent's hand holding the gun, grabbed the man's neck, and pushed him directly against the wall: "I know you, Ye Bin's man. Is Chen Yongjian so stupid? He actually let him come over."

Click!

Yan Wan removed the man's limbs and chin, without any intention of listening to what he said. He squatted down and rummaged through him, and sure enough he found two mobile phones.

"Um?"

He looked through the call records and inadvertently saw a line of familiar mobile phone numbers.

"Got you……"

The corners of Yan Wang's mouth raised slightly, and he glanced meaningfully at Xiao Biao. He did not rush to kill him, but carried him to the rooftop.

"Hey, Brother Ye. Did the boss ask you to save people?"

"That's right, are you okay?" Ye Bin made up his mind after hearing this. It seems that Yan Wan didn't discover the boss's plan.

Yan Wan didn't know, and he certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to mention it. Thinking of this, he took advantage of the situation and asked. "Do you want me to send someone to pick you up?"

"No, someone has already picked me up."

"Oh?" Ye Bin's heart that had just dropped suddenly rose again. Could it be that Xiao Biao and the others went to kill Yan Wan and were caught by him instead?

When he was thinking wildly, Yan Wan said: "I said before that the club has an undercover agent who told you to be careful, but you still didn't take it to heart."

Ye Bin's expression changed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "How do you say this?"

"There's a note in this Cun head's phone." Yan Wan came to the edge of the rooftop and glanced down: "Come up here and I'll give you a good talk."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Bin breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and waited for a few minutes before straightening his clothes and getting out of the car with his little brother.

When they came up, they saw Yan Wanshi, whose clothes were in tatters and sitting on the edge of the rooftop. Even though they were prepared in their hearts, their faces trembled unconsciously.

Especially those who are not young, they know better than others how powerful Sun Yuesheng is.

"Brother Ye, give me some fire." Yan Wan snapped his fingers.

Ye Bin glanced at Xiao Biao, who was twitching on the ground, and couldn't help frowning, but he still didn't speak in a hurry. He took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it to him.

Yan Wan lit it, threw back the lighter, and asked, "How many years has he been following you?"

"Seven years."

"Seven years? It's not a short time."

Yan smiled and took out a mobile phone in front of him. This is his mobile phone. If you don't believe me, give him a call.

"You continue." Ye Bin shook his head. There was no need for Yan Wan to lie to him about this matter.

Yan Wang put the phone next to him: "Redial it yourself, just the nearest number. Dial it yourself and turn on the speakerphone."

Ye Bin thought for a while, then walked next to him, picked up his cell phone and dialed the number.

Beep beep beep...passed.

Yan Wan suddenly said: "Zhao Xing, where are you putting it now?"

"Yan Wang... you're not dead? You're really lucky." When Zhao Xing heard this familiar voice, his face turned blue, his knuckles turned white, and he wanted to crush his phone.

But he couldn't. Zhao Xing knew that since the other party called, it proved that Xiao Biao failed. In other words... Xiaobiao is now in Yan Wan's hands, and he doesn't know whether he will live or die.

Maybe... still alive?

Although there was little hope, he still asked: "Where is he?"

"Him? He's still alive. You undercover agent, tsk tsk... your skills are a bit poor." Yan Wan stood up, squatted down and connected Xiao Biao's chin: "Listen to his voice."

Until now, Xiao Biao still has not given up. He turned his head and looked at Ye Bin: "Boss, save me, he slandered me... I have been with you for seven years, you..."

"Did you hear that?" Yan Wan removed his chin and looked downstairs: "You should be downstairs now. Waiting for his good news?"

"Make conditions." Zhao Xing gritted his teeth and his voice came out from between his teeth.

If Nie Yuanfang hadn't been holding him down, Zhao Xing would have rushed out long ago.

"Conditions? Who do you think you are?" Yan Wan smiled disdainfully: "What can you offer? Money? One month's salary is not enough for me to eat. People? I am helpless, but it's nothing People are in jail.”

"Then what do you want?" Nie Yuanfang grabbed the phone, got out of the car and looked at the roof of the Crescent Building.

"Whatever you don't want."

Yan Wan said and winked at Ye Bin and the others, meaning: Did you see it? Any more arguments?

"Huh..." Ye Bin lit a cigarette, turned his back and stopped talking. Find the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com

"I'm telling you Yan Wan, you..."

"You want him? I'll give it to you. Pick it up." Yan Wan hung up the phone and tilted his head towards the boys.

Nie Yuanfang seemed to have guessed something. He punched the car and yelled at the phone: "No,... don't, you..."

boom!

Didi didi...

The car's alarm bell was ringing, and Nie Yuanfang's movements froze in an instant. He stared at the bloody corpse on the roof of the car with tears in his eyes, and his heart suddenly became empty...

Zhao Xing stopped what he was doing, kept one leg in the stance of getting out of the car, and stared blankly at the bright red scene in front of him.

if……

If Nie Yuanfang hadn't given him the locator...

If you don't wake up and turn on the locator...

So will my fate be the same as Xiaobiao?

"No, not Xiaobiao." Nie Yuanfang walked towards there tremblingly, grabbing his hair in pain and mumbling something randomly.

Zhao Xing took out his mobile phone: "Ambulance, help..."

However, now my fingers seem to be unable to control themselves, they are trembling violently and frighteningly weak. The phone keyboard is like a stone and I cannot press it at all.

"Ah...ahhhh."

He slapped himself twice bitterly, with tears in his eyes, biting his lip, weakly taking a few steps back, slamming the car door, and slowly sliding to the ground.

Yan Wan patted his shoulder: "Brother Ye, I'm done. Do you need to wipe your butt? I'll leave first. See you later."

With that said, he took the sword and Sun Yuesheng's knife, set it up and slowly left Xingzai on the rooftop.

"What a coincidence."

Yan Wan went downstairs and put Xingzai in the car. He accidentally saw Zhao Xing sitting beside the car.