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Chapter 3287 Who is more cunning?

After Ye Fan and Benara made their judgment, they immediately took Marshall and moved quickly.

At the same time, Ye Fan took a photo of the crystal ball and asked Benara to arrange for someone to make a few copies.

The real Lingjing immediately sent someone to Xinguo for Xu Dingfeng to crack it.

When you open the case of this rhombus mirror, it not only has a locator, but also has password protection. If you are not careful, it will automatically clear and self-destruct.

Ye Fan could only let Xu Dingfeng take over.

As for the people from the Security Bureau, Ye Fan couldn't trust them.

Before leaving, Ye Fan took out the chip from the crystal ball and threw it in the hall of the villa.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and sent another message.

"It's here!"

Almost an hour after Benara and the others had transferred, a dozen men and women wearing bat suits appeared like phantoms.

They first glanced at the entire villa, then dispersed and jumped in.

One of them was holding a tablet in his hand, staring at the red dot on it and slowly approaching the main villa.

After a while, a dozen people walked into the hall.

After searching for a while but finding no one, they went to the basement to check for traces.

The result was still nothing.

They took out their mobile phones and called.

After a while, a middle-aged man appeared with several blond girls.

Almost as soon as they entered, the whole villa exploded with a bang.

The earth shook, the mountains shook, and the sky was filled with fire. More than a dozen people were blown into pieces on the spot.

Three bat men who were guarding outside were lucky enough to survive, but were knocked over and fell to the ground with broken ribs.

But before they had time to be happy, a masked man appeared in front of them.

The masked man held a short gun in his hand and fired bang bang bang at their heads.

After a series of gunshots, the three bat men's heads exploded and they died.

The masked man disappeared without even looking.

Ten minutes later, an old bat man appeared with two people. He swept through the exploded villa and looked at the corpses on the ground. He was very angry.

He asked the two of them to disperse and be on guard, then took a few steps forward and touched the heads of the three companions who had their heads shot.

Soon, a warhead fell into his palm.

He picked up the warhead and looked at the sun:

"This is a warhead from the Foreign Legion's Tianlang Battalion. Is Zhalong really corrupted?"

Thinking of this, the old bat man turned to look at his two men and issued a series of instructions:

"Afu, take out the warheads from their three heads and send them for testing to see if they are foreign legion warheads."

"Remember, you must keep a low profile."

"Agui, go back and report to the queen that there is a high probability that Zhalong and Juese are colluding. You must be careful about Zhalong."

"At the same time, inform the queen that both Lingjing and Marshall have lost their traces."

The old bat man yelled: "It's best to mobilize the 'Hundred Night Ghosts' to do their work."

The two men responded in unison: "Yes, Mr. Charlie!"

The two men quickly turned around and left. The old bat man looked at the ruins and the fire, thought for a while, and then disappeared.

Two minutes later, the old bat appeared in front of the ruins again.

There was a trace of disappointment on his face when he saw that no suspicious persons appeared around him.

I thought I could gain something by fighting back.

"Whoosh!"

Just when the old bat man was relaxing and about to leave the scene completely, his expression suddenly changed and he rushed forward with explosive shots.

He rushed more than twenty meters in one breath before twisting around.

But just as he turned around, he saw the masked man approaching.

With a swish sound, a sword struck, like a white horse passing through the gap.

The old bat man's face changed drastically, and he tried to block it with his arm guards by stacking his hands.

"laugh!"

The fish intestine sword had pierced his heart.

The old bat man's movements stopped for a moment.

He stared at Ye Fan, who was more cunning than himself, and said: "You"

"Those who are rude to Warmaster Zhalong will die!"

Ye Fan punched the old bat man on the chin: "Go to hell."

The old bat man spurted blood from his mouth and nose and fell straight into the smoke-filled ruins.

Ye Feng didn't even look at it, he stamped his feet and turned around and disappeared.

Three minutes later, there was a thud in the ruins, and the old bat rolled out.

Most of his clothes and hair were burned, his whole body was extremely black, and his chin was red and swollen.

On the left chest, where the heart was, blood was also flowing.

He looks like he should be dead, but in fact he is still alive.

"You bastard, Zha Long, if you attack and kill me like this, I, Charlie, will never share the same fate with you."

"I must avenge today!"

The old bat man groaned, took out a pill and applied it to the wound on his left side, feeling very happy.

Fortunately, the heart is on the right side...

When Ye Fan shot the old bat away, Chen Dahua and the others were having a heated discussion in the special care unit of Ankang Hospital owned by the Chen family.

Although they were injured and didn't have a good night's rest, everyone's spirits were extremely high.

At the critical moment of life and death for the family, we have to race against time, and our nerves cannot relax at all.

"Uncle, aunt, dad, please think of a solution quickly."

"It's almost ten o'clock now, and we don't have much time left. Zalong will notice what happened last night at any time."

"Paper cannot cover fire."

"And in Pakistan, not only do many people want to see us suffer misfortune, but there are also many people who want to step on us and rise to power."

"The news will definitely get out."

"If we don't think of a countermeasure sooner, our whole family will die."

Chen Wangdong was young, enjoying wealth and sex comfortably, and he really didn't want to die early.

Hearing Chen Wangdong's urging, Chen Dafu, who was already in a bad mood, picked up a water glass, smashed it over and cursed:

"You bastard, isn't it your fault?"

"You not only harmed yourself, you also cheated your father, your uncle and your aunt."

"I really shouldn't have protected you last night and let your uncle shoot you to death. Our Chen family will be fine and can still take off."

If he hadn't been shot in the thigh, Chen Dafu would have wanted to step forward and beat his son severely.

Chen Wangdong avoided the water glass and said awkwardly: "Dad, I didn't expect that either."

"Who knew that the idiot who was beaten casually on the street would be the son of Zha Long?"

"Who knew that the pretty boy next to Wu Juecheng is as fierce as Teddy?"

Chen Wangdong was very depressed: "If I had known they were so ferocious, I wouldn't have dared to provoke them even if I had the courage to do so."

Chen Dafu's eyes widened: "Isn't it inevitable that if you bully others at every turn, you will be kicked to the iron plate?"

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between father and son, Chen Dahua hurriedly stopped him:

"Okay, Dafu, don't blame Wangdong anymore. No matter how angry you are, you have to wait until this test is over before talking about it."

"We have to hurry up and come up with a countermeasure, otherwise we really won't see the sun tomorrow."

"There is nothing I can do and no resources available."

"I had a few testimonials with the Director-General on the phone, asking if I offended War Commander Zalong Nilin, could he protect Ichigo?"

"In the end, the director-general not only wanted me to fend for myself, but he also very keenly sensed that something was wrong with me and dismissed all my positions."

"I'm no longer a detective."

"Even a noble person like me treats me like this, not to mention other resources."

Chen Dayu had helplessness on his face: "Besides, they are not strong enough to help me."

Chen Dafu also looked away from his son's face, with the same helpless expression:

"I'm also hitting a wall here."

"I communicated with those foreign chambers of commerce and said that I have a conflict with Warmaster Zhalong. Is there anyone who can deal with it?"

"I am willing to pay 10 billion for this."

"In the end, they all picked it up, saying that the friction over the 10 billion remuneration was definitely a conflict between murderous parents."

"Not only did they ask me to buy a coffin and wait for death, they also blocked me and cut off my relationship, and all business was stopped."

"In their eyes, compared to Warmaster Zhalong, we and the Chen family are like ants compared to elephants."

"So I haven't found a middleman who can mediate."

Having said this, he turned to look at Chen Dahua who was smoking: "Brother, how are you doing there?" Chen Dayu also raised his head: "Yes, brother, didn't you have dinner with the Iron Lady? Can you ask her for help?

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