Ling Fei looked stern and said: "Don't worry, look at Ning Fan, there is nothing wrong at all. Now we can only trust Ning Fan. We can't help in this situation."
At the same time, Ning Fan smiled lightly: "Your strength is still too weak."
"What?"
The four people were extremely surprised. This was the internal strength of four people, enough to kill a great master or even stronger people several times.
As a result, this powerful internal force was not painful at all for Ning Fan.
The last killer took out two poisonous darts. He aimed them at Ning Fan and threw them out.
Woohoo!!!
Ning Fan's pupils quickly contracted, locked the two poison darts, and said angrily: "Get out!"
Rumble!!!!
Suddenly, Ning Fan's physical strength surged with powerful internal force fluctuations, which instantly knocked four people away, as did the two poison darts.
The living room was in a mess, and the four killers were vomiting blood. Even if the five of them joined forces, they were no match for Ning Fan. The gap was really too big.
"game over!"
After Ning Fan finished speaking, he disappeared from everyone's eyes, and the five of them looked around cautiously.
"At this......"
A man in black slapped Ning Fan on the chest, but his palm passed through Ning Fan's body, and Ning Fan slowly disappeared in front of several people.
"Afterimage!"
This word popped up in several people's minds, and it was so fast that it left afterimages, so how fast was it?
"ah!"
Ning Fan appeared behind a black man and swept out with a whip kick.
Hitting the left arm of the man in black, the powerful force caused him to fly sideways, and the entire arm was bent in reverse at 90 degrees.
They realized the gap, but they couldn't run away at all, and how could they explain to the Eagle King when they ran back?
Ning Fan looked at the five people in a mess and was thinking about how to deal with it. After all, Situ Yanran and the others couldn't kill people, and his own image would be ruined.
"Xiaofan, Xiaofan..."
At this time, an anxious voice came from outside the door, which instantly attracted Ning Fan's attention.
Five men in black seized the opportunity, took out black smoke bombs, and threw them on the ground. With a "bang", a cloud of black smoke rose from the entire living room.
"Xiaofan, are you there?" An old man, soaked by the heavy rain, walked in anxiously.
Ning Fan wanted to chase him, but he seemed to have other urgent matters now, so he walked up to Mr. Jiang and asked in confusion: "Old man, what are you doing here?"
"What happened just now? Why did two people die outside?"
"I've got trouble here and they just left."
Hearing this, Mr. Jiang sighed and said, "Xiaofan, I beg you to save Zhonghai and Yurou."
"Um...what happened to them?"
"They were caught. Those people said that if you want to know the secret of the longevity box, you should go to them. Now I can only come to you." Mr. Jiang had a sad look on his face.
Ning Fan frowned, wondering what was going on? Didn't Jiang Zhonghai say that he had been forgiven by the organization?
Could it be that the Night Stalker organization went back on its word, or chose to silence Jiang Zhonghai?
But what does this have to do with Jiang Yurou? If you want to kill people related to Jiang Zhonghai, why are Yang Susu and Mr. Jiang okay?
Mr. Jiang begged and said: "Xiaofan, I, the Jiang family, am sorry for you. We are willing to personally atone for your sins. I can also give you my life, but please save them, father and daughter."
"Let's watch again!" Ning Fan said.
Hearing this, Mr. Jiang put down his crutches and knelt on the ground, pleading: "Xiao Fan, please save them, save them."
Ning Fan felt so panicked that it was difficult to make a choice.
After a long time, Ning Fan gritted his teeth and said coldly: "This is the last time. Don't come looking for my address in the future."