Mr. Zhong's death brought huge visual and psychological impact to Zhong Pengcheng, Zhong Daliang and others.
Previously, Mr. Zhong still had the advantage, as if he could crush Wang Fan to death at any time, but now, Mr. Zhong died in vain.
They simply cannot accept this strong contrast.
"Stop screaming, he's already dead." Wang Fan looked at Zhong Pengcheng and the others and slapped him hard in the face, "If you don't believe me, come here and see. I never lie to others, and I never deceive anyone."
"You, you killed Mr. Zhong, you are dead."
"You bastard, I'll fight you."
The two Zhong family dogs were so angry that they opened their mouths and yelled curses.
With two pounces, Wang Fan shot and blew off their heads without hesitation, "You are the only ones who still want to fight with me? You are overestimating your own capabilities!"
Several timid Zhong family doglegs screamed in fright, their faces turned pale. This was so terrifying. They shot as soon as they were told, and their whole bodies were trembling.
Wang Fan blew the muzzle of his gun and looked at Zhong Pengcheng and others, "Who else wants to fight with me? Come on, stand up and give you a good time. I have already killed so many people in the Zhong family, I don't care about killing a few more."
The understatement, the disdainful provocative words, and the threat of the pistol sent chills down the backs of Zhong Pengcheng and others.
The whole place was dead silent.
Only then did they realize that they, who were originally hunters, had now become prey.
"Why, no one dares to scream anymore? No one dares to kill me? No one dares to fight with me? Is this all you have?"
Wang Fan looked at Zhong Pengcheng and the others with disdain, then slowly raised the muzzle of his gun, "Kneel down and spare your life."
"Damn it, I can't take it anymore." Another Zhong family dog couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out boldly, rushing towards Wang Fan regardless of death.
Wang Fan grinned and shot without hesitation.
With a crash to the ground, the Zhong family's dog's head exploded like a watermelon. Before anyone could rush in front of Wang Fan, he fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.
"What I like the most is someone like you who is not afraid of death. Does anyone else want to test my shooting skills? Just come forward. If you don't have the courage, just kneel down, otherwise I won't be polite with my gun."
shame.
anger.
But it still can't change the outcome.
A brief moment of silence.
The Zhong family knelt on the ground, including the group of dead soldiers.
Zhong Pengcheng, the only one who didn't kneel, saw this scene and was so angry that he vomited blood, "Shame on you, so damn shame on you. You are the Zhong family, how can you be so spineless?"
He roared crazily and slapped Zhong Daliang and others hard several times.
Zhong Daliang and others lowered their heads, said nothing, and accepted the slap forcefully.
In order to survive, dignity is nothing.
"Yes, you have some backbone, Zhong Pengcheng. I didn't expect that such a despicable person like you can still have a strong backbone."
Wang Fan laughed. He really didn't expect Zhong Pengcheng to be so courageous.
"Wang Fan, if you want to kill me, kill me. If I, Zhong Pengcheng, frown, I will be a son of a bitch."
"You can kill me, but that doesn't mean you can insult me. If you want me to kneel down, stop dreaming."
Zhong Pengcheng raised his head proudly, his voice stern.
He is so tough not because he has backbone, but because he knows that even if he kneels down, he will never survive.
They tried so hard to get Wang Fan and Song Rumei to turn against each other, and they almost killed Wang Fan. How could Wang Fan let them go?
Zhong Pengcheng finished yelling at Wang Fan, and then looked at Zhong Daliang and others with hatred, "Do you think you can survive by kneeling? It's ridiculous! Even if you kneel, you will die!"
"Really?" Wang Fan smiled and slapped him in the face rudely, "Zhong Daliang, you can leave, I will let you leave alive."
"Ah?" Zhong Daliang was stunned, then became ecstatic, got up and ran outside.
Soon, the sound of a car driving away was heard.
Zhong Pengcheng was immediately stunned.
"Zhong Pengcheng, you have a lot of backbone, yes, I like people with a backbone like you." Wang Fan said, looking at the only two Zhong family members who were kneeling on the ground, "Kill him and give you a way to live, otherwise,
die."
"How dare you!" Zhong Pengcheng roared.
But before he could finish his roar, two members of the Zhong family behind him had already pounced on him, punching him hard with two fists.
And he shouted at the deceased member of the Zhong family, "What are you doing standing still? Come together and kill him!"
Hearing this, the dead soldiers of the Zhong family were stunned at first, and then rushed towards Zhong Pengcheng like crazy.
In this case, they have no choice.
Zhong Pengcheng laughed loudly, "Come on, come on."
Boom boom.
The two dog legs were thrown out, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"I wish you good luck." Wang Fan said lightly to Zhong Pengcheng, who was fighting, and left with Black Rakshasa Abiao.
He originally wanted to kill Zhong Pengcheng, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. If he really killed Zhong Pengcheng, his lies would be fulfilled.
I'm afraid Song Rumei will have no way to explain.
To put it bluntly, he still didn't want Song Rumei to misunderstand.
"Sister Xue, let me give you another big gift." After Wang Fan left the dock, he called Qin Xue.
During the battle at the dock, Wang Fan was seriously injured. He stayed in the hospital for seven days and was discharged after seven days.
During this period, he called Song Rumei, but Song Rumei never answered the phone. Apparently, Zhong Lan's six stabs made her have a grudge against Wang Fan.
Wang Fan was a little helpless and could only think about it and explain it after he was discharged from the hospital.
On the morning of the seventh day, Wang Fan was about to leave the hospital when he heard the sound of footsteps, the ward door was pushed open, and an unexpected person walked in.
Wang Fan glanced at the other person and his eyes narrowed instantly.
Lin Ruoxue.
Lin Ruoxue was wearing a red sweater coat, a black T-shirt, a short skirt, leggings, and a pair of red slender high heels.
She made a clicking sound when she walked, with a strong aura and full of momentum.
Still so arrogant, so cool, so nostrils turned upward, so domineering.
Wang Fan frowned. He never thought that this woman would come here. There seemed to be no interaction between them.
However, the visitor was a guest, so Wang Fan did not sneer, but showed a bright smile, "President Lin, I am really flattered."
"Why, did Mr. Lin know that I was discharged from the hospital and came to pick me up? Have you already thought carefully about it and want to support me? We have agreed on five million, no bargaining, not a penny less."
Wang Fan said as he scanned Lin Ruoxue's arrogant and exquisite body unscrupulously.
Although this woman is a bit domineering, her figure and appearance are still indescribable.
Especially the explosive and proud bust, it is definitely a unique weapon that no man can resist.
"You're welcome, I'm not interested, but I want to hire you." Lin Ruoxue paid no attention to Wang Fan's fancy words, let alone Wang Fan's unscrupulous eyes.
She sat down directly in front of Wang Fan, crossed her legs, and said arrogantly, "Didn't you open a Wang Fan security company? I just want to hire a bodyguard."
"You're not going to do this business that's coming to your door, are you? I'll give you one hundred thousand in three days, how about it? If you agree, sign the contract quickly. I have other things to do, and I don't have time to waste it with you."
Lin Ruoxue said proudly, waved her hand, and the assistant behind her took out a prepared agreement.