"It's okay. I've never heard of him doing anything heinous. And it's said that the people in his village are very grateful to him, saying that without him, Kujing Village wouldn't be built so well and the villagers wouldn't be able to live well.
Such a good life.”
Li Song replied.
Zhang Fan nodded thoughtfully, he still wanted to go to Kujing Village when he had time.
At about 1:30 in the afternoon, the three of them finished their lunch. All three of them were drunk and could not drive, so they took a taxi and went to the Pingshan City Public Security Bureau.
After two hours of description by Ouyang and Li Song, the portrait of the Hanyuan tribesman who escaped from the Golden Triangle area was finally completed.
Then, the public security department began a comparison, and based on the results of the portrait comparison, the person's address and name were finally determined.
This person's name is Feng Jianghe, and he currently lives in a hotel called Fengfeng Express Hotel in the eastern suburbs of Pingshan City.
Zhang Fan took Li Song and Old Man Ouyang to this hotel. The hotel's check-in information was directly connected to the public security system, so Zhang Fan knew which room he lived in. He lived in Room 408 on the fourth floor.
Zhang Fan did not let Li Song and Old Ouyang go upstairs, but waited outside the hotel. After all, the two of them did not have spiritual stones to cover their auras, and Zhang Fan was afraid that the other party would sense them and alert them.
Zhang Fan went directly to the door of room 408 and knocked gently.
"Who?"
Just listen, an impatient male voice came from the room.
"Waiter, there is an event in the hotel today, and every user will be provided with a free afternoon tea."
Zhang Fan said that Zhang Fan deliberately prepared a piece of cake and a drink in order to allow the people inside to open the door smoothly, and did not want to destroy other people's doors and make too much noise.
"No, just go."
The male voice sounded again.
It seemed that this method was not working, so Zhang Fan had no choice but to force his way in. Zhang Fan put his hand on the door handle and broke it with all his strength. The lock cylinder was suddenly broken by Zhang Fan, who then pushed the door open.
The people inside felt the true energy emanating from Zhang Fan's body, and suddenly stood up and rushed towards the window. However, he was injured, so his speed was much slower than Zhang Fan.
As soon as the man touched the window frame, Zhang Fan grabbed the man's arm. He subconsciously looked back and looked at each other. This man was Feng Jianghe. He was trying to break away from Zhang Fan's hand.
His strength is not as good as Zhang Fan, and now he is injured, how can he do it?
Zhang Fan pushed his hand back hard, and Feng Jianghe fell heavily to the ground. A large amount of blood overflowed from the wound on his abdomen.
Feng Jianghe felt pain coming from his ninja abdomen, struggled to stand up, looked at Zhang Fan and said: "You...who are you?
Why are you making things difficult for me?"
Zhang Fan did not answer, but sent Li Song a WeChat message. Soon, Li Song and old man Ouyang appeared in front of the door. Seeing them, Feng Jianghe instantly understood.
"It turns out it's you."
Feng Jianghe looked at the two of them and his pupils shrank.
"long time no see!"
Old man Ouyang smiled.
"In this way, I won't attack that rich businessman anymore, how about you let me go?
I do what I say!”
Feng Jianghe said with a sincere face and loudly.
"If I let you go, don't think about it anymore."
Zhang Fan took the call directly.
As soon as these words came out, Feng Jianghe immediately turned his attention to Zhang Fan, "You..."
"I heard that you escaped from the Han Yuan tribe in the Golden Triangle area?"
Zhang Fan asked.
Feng Jianghe's eyes flickered slightly but he didn't answer.
When Feng Jianghe didn't answer, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said, "I happen to know where the people who are chasing you are now. I will hand you over to them directly to save them any further trouble."
After saying this, Zhang Fan stood up directly and said: "Li Song, take him away!"
Hearing this, Li Song quickly walked in the direction of Feng Jianghe, and Feng Jianghe suddenly panicked.
"Don't... don't..." Feng Jianghe said quickly, and then followed up with, "Sir, what on earth do you want to do?"
"I want to tell you about the situation of the Han Yuan clan in the Golden Triangle area."
Zhang Fan said bluntly.
Hearing this, Feng Jianghe rolled his eyes and asked: "Is it that simple?"
"You will also be brought to justice."
Zhang Fan said very frankly.
Judging from Feng Jianghe's appearance, Feng Jianghe was not alive, but he had previously manipulated evil spirits to blackmail the wealthy businessman. Although he failed, it was still an illegal act.
Moreover, Feng Jianghe is short of money now and wants to get some money to escape overseas. In this case, he will harm people sooner or later. In order to nip it in the bud, it is better to take him in directly and make him punished.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Feng Jianghe frowned.
"I am also rescuing you. It is better to take you in and let you stay there for a few years than to be caught by your tribe and have you cut into thousands of pieces and your soul will be scattered, right?"
Zhang Fan said this without any pain, concisely stating the stakes involved.
Feng Jianghe licked his lips. Facing the powerful Zhang Fan, he had no choice at this time. As Zhang Fan said, it is better to cooperate with Zhang Fan than to be caught by his tribe. According to the tribe's rules, he
He was going to be beaten away by Ling Chi.
"Okay, let me say..." Feng Jianghe said, "I don't know how many Hanyuan people there are in the Golden Triangle area."
"You don't know?"
A hint of suspicion flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes.
"Yes, I really don't know."
Feng Jianghe replied, "Fifteen years ago, our entire Hanyuan clan was a team. At that time, there were more than 80 people in total, and it seemed that there were less than a hundred people. As time went by, more and more Hanyuan clan members gathered.
As a result, differences gradually arose.
Five years ago, civil strife broke out in the clan, and then it was divided into three branches. I only know some things about the clan I am in, but I don’t know the situation of the other two clans. As you can see, my
We are not strong enough. Even if someone finds out the specific situation of the other two ethnic groups, they will not tell me."
Zhang Fan glanced at Feng Jianghe. Zhang Fan did not expect that the Hanyuan tribe in the Golden Triangle area would split into three branches due to the turmoil.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan thought of the ferocious evil ghost that already had a body. He and his tribe were ostracized in the Jinfeng Sect, but they still stayed with the Jinfeng Sect. Perhaps they had become three members with the Hanyuan tribesmen in the Golden Triangle area.
It's relevant, he doesn't know which team to join!
"Then tell me about the situation of the ethnic group you are in."
Zhang Fan said.
"The top leader of our team is called Kurong!"
Feng Jianghe Road.
Hearing this name, Zhang Fan frowned and subconsciously whispered softly, "Kurong?"
Li Song, who had been standing aside, also flashed his eyes.