Chapter 135 The Avengers of the Past Life (Fog
Carefully slipped out of the ward and avoided the security guard and camera along the way. The former ordinary uncle suddenly turned into an agent with unique skills, easily like a ghost ghost.
After the doctors, nurses, patients who were on night shifts, and patrol security guards, they went down to the first floor without noticed them all the way.
But he didn't go out of the hall, and he was still not so hot.
Instead, I chose a gap, seized the opportunity to walk to the toilet at the end of the corridor, and then turned out from the vent... This height is acceptable, and it would be a bit dangerous if I jumped from the upper floor.
No matter how confident he has his own experience and skills, his weak physical ability and obvious feelings make him afraid to take risks.
Not to mention anything else, Yan Wenyao dared to charge head-on in the face of those terrifying monsters and beasts!
But now, just jumping down from the second floor, he was afraid that his current fragile physique would not be able to withstand it.
After all, the skill of removing power is not omnipotent. After getting used to the body of a warrior as powerful as steel, the man now really feels that his body is so fragile that it seems to be a simple dough, and it will break with a slight touch.
Besides, behind the toilet on the left corridor on the first floor, there is a back street as soon as you turn out, which is much quieter and darker than the prosperous commercial street that goes out from the front door of the hall.
According to his observation during the day, there was a clothing store there, and the business was not very prosperous. The information he asked casually said it would close at around 9 o'clock in the evening.
Just in time for him to change his clothes—
It is a bit too conspicuous when walking out of this hospital suit. This is not something that stealth technology can conceal, after all, others are not blind.
Because I ignored the fact that there was a dog near the clothing store, it took five minutes longer than expected, but overall it was still smooth.
After moving his body a little awkwardly, Yan Wenyao stepped out of the shadow of the alley and quickly sank into the crowd on the sidewalk of the street. He was like everyone else and could not see anything.
More than ten minutes later, he chose the shortest route and crossed several blocks, and came to the vicinity of a high-end community.
"It should be here... I will do better this time."
He looked up at the community in front of him, and the man lowered his head and took a breath, but there was no turmoil in his heart.
He would not forget this address, because he had been here desperately in his previous life and killed Fatty Wang with his hand. He vaguely remembered that it was also a quiet night after twelve o'clock in the morning.
This scene will be repeated tonight, but the difference from the previous life is that-
In his previous life, he was reckless and had no plans. He seized the opportunity and did it. As a result, he successfully killed his enemy and turned himself into a wanted criminal. He was eventually forced to flee overseas.
Although Yan Wenyao didn't care about anything at that time, it was different now. His family is still there and his wife and daughter are still there, so naturally he can no longer be as brave and unscheming as he did in his previous life. He has the ability to do better, and it is necessary to do better.
Let that disgusting fat pig disappear in the world, but no one will doubt his head. It is best to use something to confuse the public and muddle the water, and guide the thinking direction of the Wang family and the police.
He thought so calmly, thinking about how to make his enemies disappear in this world and how to deal with it to be truly clean.
As for whether Fatty Wang himself is wronged or not, it is not a question he wants to care about. The man only knows that it is the object he should kill. Whether in this life or in his previous life, the fat pig is not worth jealous of death.
"Fatty Wang seemed to have an independent villa before, but if I remember correctly, he embezzled public funds half a month ago, but was beaten by his elder brother, and finally sold his villa to fill the loophole..."
His eyes wandered back and forth between the high-rise buildings, and the man was confirming the specific number of floors and household numbers.
"Because of the struggle, Fatty Wang lived here for more than a year. Although he actually did not threaten at all, he would definitely not relax the suppression of other brothers and sisters until his elder brother truly inherited the family business..."
But that's fine, it gives him a chance to take action.
If you really have a complete security system in an independent villa, Yan Wenyao will change his plan, first improve and restore part of his own strength, and then consider taking action.
China is actually much safer than foreign countries, and kidnapping cases are rare. The Wang family is not a wealthy family, but they just have a say in local cities.
In addition, Fatty Wang is not very eye-catching. He is neither the first heir in the family—the second and third, nor his turn— nor is he an important role. If it weren't for someone like Yan Wenyao who has been deliberately paying attention to it, he wouldn't really know the details.
It is precisely because of this that Fatty Wang probably never thought that one day he would have the same treatment as in Hollywood action movies.
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"Brother, just forgive me again! They are all my family, so I just used the money first. Haven't you made up for it now..."
"My family members! Everyone said that everyone is brother. Why do you divide the money from the public and private companies so clearly? Are they all from our family..."
"Hey! Big brother! Big brother, you hear me, that's all a misunderstanding. How could I ruin our reputation?... It's all slander. That slut and that bastard want to frame me..."
In the spacious and bright living room, Fatty Wang, who was sitting on the sofa, was smiling all over his face, holding his cell phone nervously, and explaining something to the person on the other end of the phone.
That expression was like a dog licking her to please the goddess, trying her best to make the other person happy, satisfy the other person, and get the other person's approval...
It’s a pity that some of the laws in this world are universal.
"Brother! Brother! Brother, wait... Listen to my explanation, wait a minute, give me another minute... Hey? Hey-!! Grass mud horse! Drawn the master!"
Bang!
The high-end mobile phone was thrown to the ground fiercely and turned into several pieces in an instant.
Bang bang bang bang!
The sound continued. Fatty Wang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, but he couldn't speak. He could only slap the transparent glass table in front of him desperately, making his palms red and painful.
He stopped and gasped heavily, as if he had recovered a little.
But after more than ten seconds, he suddenly glared at his red eyes, roared and stood up and kicked it out. Then, as if he had an irritability, he stepped forward and picked up the big TV in the TV cabinet with force, turned around and smashed it hard on the glass table!
The sound of ping-pong was broken all over the floor.
"Fuck Wang Tianrui! Always targeting me!"
"You have taken so many shares, what's wrong with me taking millions!"
"I have so many mistresses outside, and I'll be fucking a slut on my own acre of three-point land and it will also make you angry!"
He cursed wildly, and felt that he had been really unlucky these days. Fatty Wang, who felt that he was really angry. His sinister and cruel brother was used to being overbearing, so forget it. Even the two people in his company dared to resist him. It was really unlucky!
Those wastes and garbage, the inferior people who will never make a fortune in their entire lives!
"Damn Yan Wenyao, it's all his fault! I must be good-looking!"
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and found a target target that he could take his anger. He couldn't afford to offend Wang Tianrui, could he still not offend Yan Wenyao that garbage?!
"I heard that he seemed to have a car accident yesterday. I don't know if he died or not. If he is not dead, I will send him another trip!"
In extreme anger, people like to take their anger on others and often like to speak ill of bad words. Regardless of whether they have the intention or not, they really want to do it, they will vent their anger anyway. However, at this time, he did not know that this situation was a solidifying what he would do in the future.
"It's you, Fatty Wang... It seems that I didn't wrong you."
A faint voice sounded.
From the shadow at the entrance, a man slowly walked out, showing a fierce and hideous smile.
There are always some Virgins who will say that revenge is a choice only fools will make. Revenge will eventually ruin himself, and only emptiness will be left after revenge... wait, but now he only feels full of accomplishment.
Even if it happens again, it is still so wonderful.
“…”
“…”
The living room became quiet for a moment. The fat man who was gritting his teeth and making bad words was stunned. He blinked in confusion, and first subconsciously looked in the direction of the TV.
The empty TV cabinet told him that the TV was smashed by him just now and was on the ground.
In this case, what sound did he hear just now? It’s not his fault that he realized it later. After all, he doesn’t usually live in the world of rich people described by street stall literature.
Of course, I never thought that I would meet a killer, and I never thought that someone would sneak into my home and prepare to be detrimental to me.
What's more, the voice was too familiar, and he was also the person he subconsciously thought that it was the most unlikely person. Therefore, his first reaction was that he thought he had heard it wrong or the sound of the program made by the TV.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Fatty Wang quickly looked around, turned around, and saw the person who appeared behind him at a glance.
"Fuck! Yan Wenyao...why are you doing here?" He was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Immediately afterwards, he felt that this question seemed wrong, so he continued shouting loudly: "No, why are you here for so late?... Wait! No, how did you come in!?"
The man did not answer, he just sneered and pressed over step by step.
“…Go to die!”
Fatty Wang shivered. He was not a fool either. Naturally, he would not think that the other party came here to send warmth at night... No matter what, it is better to hurt the other party than to hurt him!
With a roar, he suddenly stepped forward, lifted his other foot and kicked it out.
He has no experience in fighting, but he knows that fighting to the death requires a shady fight. First of all, it will make the enemy lose its power of action. For men, kicking the crotch is undoubtedly the most brutal.
The next moment, he let out a huge wailing sound—
The foot that had just taken a step forward was hit by the toe by the other party! The timing was extremely accurate, as if the other party had also stepped on it, and he seized the opportunity to send his toe up.
Chapter completed!