Yang Fan rushed to Shunxin Hotel as quickly as possible, asked Su Meng directly for the car keys, and without saying a word, he drove Su Meng's Ferrari towards Yunshan at high speed.
Seeing Yang Fan's anxious look, Su Meng naturally knew that something urgent had happened, but Yang Fan didn't even have time to say a word to her.
Su Meng had to call Yang Fan. Yang Fan answered the phone and just told Su Meng that he had to go back to Yunshan for something urgent and would be back as soon as possible. He told her not to worry and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan called Liu Qing.
The call was quickly connected, and Liu Qing's voice came: "Yang Fan."
"Where are you now?" Yang Fan asked immediately without any nonsense. Although he was in Tianjing, Yang Fan often contacted Liu Qing on the phone.
"At home." Liu Qing replied softly, seeming to notice Yang Fan's extremely anxious tone, and immediately asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"You lock the doors and windows now and don't go anywhere until I rush back!" Yang Fan said immediately.
Liu Qing said: "Well, I understand, please be careful."
"Don't worry." After Yang Fan said this, he hung up the phone and accelerated towards Yunshan.
Liu Qing already understood what Yang Fan did. When she heard Yang Fan's solemn warning, she naturally knew that something had happened, and it was most likely related to herself. After hanging up the phone, she immediately locked the doors and windows.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Yang Fan.
However, when encountering such a thing, Liu Qing was still a little scared. She stood up and ran into the kitchen quickly, took out a kitchen knife and put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and then sat down on the sofa again.
A few hours later, Yang Fan rushed back to Tianjing and drove directly to the vicinity of Chenyang Middle School.
It was already dark at this time, and Yunshan under the dim lights looked so familiar. Looking at the familiar scenes on the street, Yang Fan sighed for no reason.
As soon as Yang Fan stopped the car, he saw a black Buick Businessman facing him with its lights on.
It was obvious that there would be no one else in the car except Yin Yi.
After the black Buick business car turned on its lights, it immediately turned around and drove forward, and Yang Fan followed him in the car.
The two cars drove in tandem and stopped after driving for more than 40 minutes. They had passed through Yunshan's spacious ring road and reached a very deserted area. Apart from the sound of a rushing river,
There was silence and no sound at all.
The door of the black Buick business car opened, Yin Yi got out, stood beside the car and lit a cigarette.
Yang Fan immediately got out of the car, looked at Yin Yi in front of him, and said, "Why bother forcing me? Wouldn't it be better to leave a way out for yourself?" Yin Yi's threats to Yang Fan had completely angered Yang Fan and aroused Yang Fan's murderous intention!
"If it were you, would you do the same thing, right?" Yin Yi asked calmly: "If your eldest brother was killed, would you choose to avenge your eldest brother?"
Yang Fan was silent. The problem before him was very realistic. If it were him, he would probably choose revenge.
"Some things are hard to say." Yin Yi grinned, smiled, and said: "For example, you, knowing that I won't do anything to Liu Qing, why didn't you still run back to Yunshan? Not yet.
Do you still have murderous intentions? Even if you know that some things will not happen, you still have concerns and you still have to completely eliminate the consequences. "
After a pause, Yin Yi said again: "From my perspective, is it still the same? My eldest brother is dead, the trees have fallen, the hozens have scattered, and the White Hand Gang has been completely destroyed. But if my eldest brother is kind to me, I will definitely choose
To avenge him. Therefore, there is destined to be an outcome between you and me."
As he spoke, Yin Yi turned over and took out a samurai sword from the car, waved it twice, and said: "It's useless to say anything. Since you are here, the two of us have to go back tonight.
one."
"That's right." Yang Fan smiled, took out the machete from the car, and said, "It's useless to talk more. Let's see the truth."
Almost at the same time, the two people rushed towards each other. The distance that was less than ten meters was reached in the blink of an eye. However, Yin Yi quickly stopped and struck directly at Yang Fan with the katana in his hand.
Come down.
Yang Fan dodged sideways and slashed towards Yin Yi's head with his knife.
Yin Yi raised his katana to block it. The two swords intersected, making a crisp metal collision sound. Yin Yi pushed Yang Fan's machete away, and the katana in his hand moved horizontally and went straight to Yang Fan's neck.
Yang Fan lowered his body to avoid Yin Yi's knife, and at the same time, he stabbed Yin Yi directly in the lower abdomen with the machete in his hand.
Yin Yi had no time to attack Yang Fan at this time, so he had to take a step back. He was not as fast as Bai Shoubang, and the blade of the machete still touched his clothes and stabbed a hole in his shirt. However, it has to be said that Yin Yi
Yi's speed is already very fast, otherwise, Yang Fan's attack just now would definitely have pierced him!
Yin Yi retreated, and Yang Fan also took the opportunity to retreat. The few short exchanges were between life and death. Both of them were attacking each other's vital points. As long as they hit, the consequences can be imagined.
However, these few short confrontations also made Yang Fan understand one thing. Yin Yi, like himself, is a fierce and fierce opponent, not a difficult person like Bai Shoubang.
Yang Fan took a deep breath, waved the machete in his hand, and rushed towards Yin Yi. Yang Fan knew best about this kind of fierce fighting. It was very important to take the initiative, otherwise he would definitely suffer.
However, Yin Yi seemed to understand this well and rushed forward to meet Yang Fan again.
Yang Fan jumped up high without waiting for Yin Yi to rush forward, and slashed Yin Yi's forehead with the machete in his hand. Yin Yi did not dodge, retracted his arms, and sent them out fiercely. The samurai sword in his hand was aimed at
He stabbed Yang Fan in the lower abdomen, which turned out to be a lose-lose attack.
If the two hit each other this time, Yang Fan would definitely be stabbed through each other, and Yin Yi's head would be chopped off by Yang Fan's machete.
Yang Fan had no intention of dying with Yin Yi. The machete originally aimed at Yin Yi's head changed direction midway and directly hit the samurai sword in Yin Yi's hand, causing his samurai sword to tilt in a wrong direction.
At the same time, Yang Fan's figure had already fallen, and Yin Yi's fist also came at this time. Yang Fan could not avoid it, and was punched in the face by Yin Yi.
However, Yang Fan reacted very quickly. When he was hit by Yin Yi's punch, he kicked Yin Yi in the stomach, kicking Yin Yi back several steps. The force of Yin Yi's punch was also quite strong.
, Yang Fan wanted to take a few steps back.
"Damn, you're quite strong." Yang Fan rubbed his cheek, spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed.
Yin Yi also rubbed his belly and said, "You're not even close."
The two of them were fighting for their lives. If they could hit each other, they would naturally use their full strength. There is absolutely no doubt about this.
After Yang Fan and Yin Yi stared at each other for a few minutes, they faced each other again. Yang Fan's machete and Yin Yi's samurai sword collided from time to time, making a "clang" sound that echoed in the silent night.
With two "bang, bang" sounds, the two hit each other again. Each took a few steps back, but they randomly rubbed their bodies to bully the other.
In just ten minutes, both of them were already out of breath. Their lives were at stake, and there was no room for difference. The two of them had to attack each other with all their strength while being extremely careful, which consumed a lot of energy.
"Happy!" Yin Yi took a few deep breaths, whispered, and approached Yang Fan randomly with a samurai sword.
Yang Fan took the opportunity to take a few deep breaths and walked towards Yin Yi.
Yin Yi slashed horizontally and went straight to the main artery of Yang Fan's neck. Yang Fan raised his machete to block it. There was a "clang" sound, and Yin Yi's free hand punched out again and went straight to Yang Fan's chest.
Every time the two hit each other, it was basically like this.
Yang Fan also waved his fist, but this time it was very different. There was a butterfly knife in Yang Fan's hand.
"Puff, bang", these two voices sounded almost at the same time.
Yang Fan and Yin Yi each took a few steps back. Yang Fan covered his chest and coughed a few times, but Yin Yi lowered his head and looked at his chest. The butterfly knife that suddenly appeared in Yang Fan's hand was firmly inserted into his chest.
Chest.
"Hehe, hehe", Yin Yi laughed. After laughing a few times, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and he said vaguely: "You actually have a dagger!"
"Carry it with you all year round." Yang Fan took a few deep breaths and straightened his back.
"Why didn't you use it at the beginning?" Yin Yi asked Yang Fan without reaching out to pull out the butterfly knife from his chest.
"You will be on guard at the beginning. At that time, you and I were very strong and could easily avoid this dagger." Yang Fan said, "In the end, we were all exhausted, and we didn't hit each other at the same time.
, you think I am confronting you head-on, but in fact I am paralyzing you!"
"I lost." Yin Yi smiled miserably.
"I will bury you generously." Yang Fan said calmly: "You are right. If it were you, I would choose to avenge my elder brother. We are the same kind of people!"
"Thank you..." Yin Yi didn't say the last word "thank you" and fell to the ground on his back with a "bang" sound.
Yang Fan sat down on the ground, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, took a few puffs, looked at Yin Yi's body not far away, and said to himself: "I'm afraid your death is the real representative of
With the destruction of the White Hand Gang, it seems that I don’t have to worry about the rest of the White Hand Gang’s younger brothers attacking me.”
After saying this, Yang Fan took out his phone, found a number and dialed it. As soon as the call was connected, Yang Fan said directly: "Brother, I went back to Yunshan and killed a guy. Send someone to deal with the aftermath."
"Fuck, you stinky boy, you didn't even say a word when you came back, and you started causing trouble for me as soon as you came back!" Wu Chenghai's roaring voice came from the other side of the phone, but after just two roars, Wu Chenghai whispered.