"Which of your eyes can see that I am over fifty years old? I am only forty-one this year. Forty-one, do you know?"
Zhong Pinde couldn't help but roar, this guy's words were too irritating.
"Is there any difference?" Wang Fan asked weakly.
"Good boy, I remember you, just wait for me! And you, Huang Tingting, I hope you can take care of yourself! Let's go!"
Zhong Pinde was so angry that he didn't get into a fight in the restaurant. He left a few harsh words and turned around and left the restaurant.
"He's leaving now? I haven't had time to show off yet. I still want to ask, how did he know that I'm a soft-boiled guy? It's really boring!"
Wang Fan was a little disappointed. The typical thunder and rain for this guy was heavy. He finished before he had warmed up, and he couldn't get up or down. He was really unhappy.
"Brother Fan, the slap in the face you just gave me was too much. But you still have to be careful. This guy named Zhong is not easy to mess with. I heard he has been involved with many people."
Huang Tingting smiled first, then looked worried.
"It's okay, Brother Fan, I like to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction the most." Wang Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart at all.
Compared with Wang Fan's calmness, Zhong Pinde's face looked a little ugly when he left the restaurant.
He waved away the men and women who were accompanying him, walked to the corner alone, took out his mobile phone, sent a photo, and then made a call.
"Xiao Dao, send twenty swordsmen here. I want this person to die tonight!"
"yes!"
The person on the other end of the phone responded quickly and then hung up.
Zhong Pinde took a long breath, "You bastard, fight with me Zhong Pinde, you are too young, I will kill you tonight!"
Wang Fan didn't know that he was attracted by Zhong Pinde. After eating, he sent Huang Tingting home, then took a taxi and ran towards the villa.
Halfway through the car, Wang Fan suddenly heard the sound of fighting, and then he was horrified to find that several cars in front were playing a chase game.
The car window is still
From time to time, an arm appeared, holding a crossbow and firing continuously.
Pedestrians and vehicles around them kept away, brakes squeaked and screams were heard, and several rear-end collisions occurred.
"Oh my god, this is too scary. Driver, please turn around quickly. I don't want to die." Wang Fan shuddered and said quickly to the driver.
This guy is so crazy. They are chasing each other at night. He doesn't want to be affected, let alone get involved.
"Okay, okay." The driver was scared out of his wits, stopped the car in a panic, and then turned around.
But he soon found out that the car behind him was blocked and he couldn't turn around at all.
Cold sweat broke out, and the driver was about to cry.
Wang Fan felt a twinge of pain when he saw this. He took out a hundred yuan and threw it on the car, and planned to get out of the car.
But just as he opened the car door, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. In a car behind him, a young man grinned and sneered at him.
No, it's coming for me.
Wang Fan was shocked and quickly took out a stack of money and threw it to the driver, "Brother, take the money and lend me the car. You can go to Yindi Group to find me tomorrow and I will return the car to you."
The driver looked at the money Wang Fan handed over and was a little confused. He didn't know what Wang Fan was playing.
At this moment, five or six young men carrying sharp knives had already rushed out of the cars behind them and were approaching quickly.
Wang Fan quickly shouted, "They are coming for me. If you don't want to be hacked to death, just leave quickly."
The driver was stunned for a moment, then finally came to his senses, got out of the car in a panic, took the money, and ran towards the distance.
Oh my god, this is too scary. He doesn't want to be hacked to death.
Those young people glanced at the driver and ignored him at all.
They stepped towards Wang Fan and surrounded him with murderous intent.
The chasing battle ahead did not stop their steps for even a moment. Their goal was clear and aimed directly at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan in the car had already jumped onto the driver's seat, stretched out his hand from the car window, made a gesture with his middle finger pointing down, and then with a roar, the car sped out.
when!
The moment the car sped out, two sharp knives struck down the back of the car, making a clanging sound.
"Bastard, chase!" Several swordsmen were stunned, and then became furious. They returned to the car without hesitation, stepped on the accelerator and started the pursuit.
"Swordsman, that's interesting. It seems to be the person sent by the man named Zhong." Wang Fan sat in the taxi, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.
He did not expect that Zhong Pinde's revenge would be so fast, and twenty well-trained swordsmen were dispatched in a short time.
It seems that this Zhong family is really not that simple.
Although Wang Fan could directly kill those swordsmen with thunder, he didn't want to do that.
It was only around eight o'clock in the evening, not yet late at night, and there were too many people outside. Wang Fan didn't want to get a bloody case on his hands.
The most important thing is that dealing with these people is too much of a loss for him, so he doesn't bother to take action.
Of course, Wang Fan had no intention of letting them go.
Following the chase in the front, there was also a chase scene in the back, but it turned into a knife fight.
Wang Fan's expression was very calm. He kept stepping on the accelerator and shifting gears. Under his control, the taxi was like a rampaging old cow.
Wang Fan did not drive back to the villa, but ran in the direction of the sound.
Although he doesn't want to get involved in the whirlpool, he doesn't mind killing someone with a borrowed knife.
The swordsmen chased him very closely and fought hard, constantly closing the distance with the taxi. However, there were many vehicles blocking the road along the way, so they could not catch up for a while.
> The swordsmen felt a little annoyed as they looked at the taxis that were about to catch up but could never catch up.
They wished they had a gun in their hands and blew out the tires of the taxi.
It's a pity that they are just swordsmen, but they don't have guns in their hands.
Wang Fan quickly caught up with the vehicle in front.
Wang Fan also saw clearly that there were four cars chasing one car. The car being chased had been riddled with holes and was in disrepair.
But the people inside seemed to have nothing to do, and their driving skills were also very good. They dodged arrows fired at key locations such as tires and mailboxes many times.
"You bastard, get out of here!" The people in the four cars were furious when they saw Wang Fan driving a taxi and chasing him, followed by seven or eight cars.
In one of the cars, an arrogant man with a sinister face stuck his head out of the window, couldn't help but curse, and at the same time shot two arrows at Wang Fan's taxi.
Whizzing.
The ear-piercing sound resounded, exploding an arrow hole as thick as a thumb on the ground.
Wang Fan was furious, this was so unreasonable.
If he hadn't been clever, he would have had a puncture just now.
Wang Fan originally felt a little guilty about using their hands to kill the swordsmen behind him, but now he doesn't feel guilty at all.
"Damn it, you dare to tell me to get out, you are seeking death!" Wang Fan roared, stepped on the accelerator, and crashed into the car.
The car swayed, and before the man with a sinister face could retract his head, he hit the window sill hard, causing a bloody head.
He wiped the blood from his head and was about to angrily shoot Wang Fan with an arrow. Wang Fan had already accelerated, passed the front, and spoke domineeringly:
"Brothers, chop these sons of bitches to death!"
Following Wang Fan's voice, the chasing group of swordsmen and vehicles behind them had already pursued him, and the bright sharp knives were poked out from the window.
