Wealth

The next morning, Fan Wuyi received a call from Ye Tian, ​​and Ye Gongzi finally replaced his old man Ye Mingxuan and asked Fan Wuyi to come out for a discussion.

Fan Wubing went out and saw Ye Tian driving a Mercedes-Benz waiting outside, he couldn't help but smiled and asked, "Why did you change cars again?"

Ye Tian let Fan Wuyi into the car, and then said, "Recently, I have to keep a low profile. Otherwise, as soon as my own car leaves the house, everyone will know that I have no diarrhea, and I will become a target!"

Through the rearview mirror, you can see two Audis following up, and Ye Tian couldn't help but ask, "Your bodyguard?"

"I didn't bring a bodyguard this time." Fan Wubing shook his head and replied.

However, Fan Wubing glanced back, and found that the two cars seemed to be in bad intentions, so he said to Ye Tian, ​​"It seems that they are not good birds. Let's take a detour, or let them pass."

Ye Tian looked at it, there was no small road ahead, so he pulled the car aside and waited for the two Audis to pass by. But the two Audis also slowed down, followed the Mercedes Benz unhurriedly, and blatantly played with stalkers.

"This is a public provocation!" Fan Wubing cursed angrily, and then asked Ye Tiandao, "Is your car strong? How is the technology? Dare you play bumper cars with them?"

Ye Tian immediately replied, "I grew up playing with bumper cars when I was a kid, and I'm afraid they are a bird? But my father specifically told me not to cause trouble.

"Then I'll drive, I'm more comfortable with this kind of thing, anyway, the lives caused by it are not two or two." Fan Wuyao said to Ye Tian.

The two people hadn’t stopped the car, and something happened behind. An Audi suddenly rushed over and ran across the road, blocking the way for Mercedes-Benz. The other car also caught up and cut off the way for Mercedes-Benz. .

Fan Wuyi saw this at first sight. Immediately pulled the handbrake. Then press Ye Tian under the seat. Commanded not to mess with the probe. He kicked the car door open with one kick. The body rolled and fell to the ground. Then he detached the door with his hands. Stand in front of your own land as a shield. Rushed to the Audi car in the back. He smashed the car door.

The Audi car's floor glass suddenly shattered to the ground. Then Fan Wuyao saw four people sitting inside. All wore black hoods. There are slight punches in the hands. Obviously came prepared.

But Fan Wuyi moved too fast. They just turned their guns right. Fan Wubing had already grabbed a man's arm. It was pulled out abruptly. The man immediately cried out heartbreakingly. It turned out to be Japanese.

It's actually a kid? ! Fan Wubing had a deep grudge with the Japanese. Without thinking, he kicked the car door open. He snatched the submachine gun in the hands of the man behind. Smashed the gunman in front of him.

That is between a few breaths. The four people on the ground in this car were scrapped by Fan Wuyi.

But the Audi in front opened fire. Four submachine guns shot over here. Fan Wubing drew back behind the Audi car ground. Want to fight back. But found that the submachine gun was smashed inappropriately by himself. So simply removed the magazine. Grabbed a handful of bullets in his hands. Luck enough strength. He took a neutral position and threw it out.

The bullet that Fan Wubing throws out with all his strength is not much different from the effect of the submachine gun. The glass of the Audi car suddenly shattered, and the two people sitting in the front of the car were recruited and immediately lost their combat effectiveness.

The two people behind were almost frightened. They didn't expect Fan Wubing to be so against the sky. The bullets thrown out of his bare hands were even more terrifying than the bullets shot from the muzzle.

However, the two of them also had a back hand, and directly carried a quiver out, and when they aimed at Fan Wuyi, they had to pull the trigger.

"Damn it!" Fan Wuyao was also taken aback. Who was so bitter and enmity with himself that he was so cruel?

However, he is not a person who is waiting to be killed. The door in his hand threw it out with all its strength, and it smashed into the front of the Audi car, just in time to catch up with the opponent's rocket. The rocket launched the rocket launcher. The huge impact caused the rocket to be released immediately. It exploded, and the Audi car was thrown up by the shock wave generated by the explosion like a child’s toy. After turning over two times, it was thrown on the ground. It suddenly ignited a raging flame, and then an explosion, black smoke Raise the old high.

The people in that car were naturally dead. Fan Wubing turned back to the car here and looked at the four people inside. Two of them were directly beaten to death by his own ruthless hands. Two of them were also seriously injured.

At this time, the sound of the police siren was remembered in the distance, and it was obvious that he saw the flames here. After all, the public security environment in the city was excellent, and if there was any sudden incident, the response was timely.

Ye Tian crawled out of his Mercedes-Benz and asked Fan Wuyi loudly, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, but their condition is not so good." Fan Wuyao carefully observed the surroundings.

There was something suspicious, I just walked over and looked at Ye Tian, ​​+|'s skin was a little torn.

When the other Audi opened fire on him, Ye Tian’s car was also hit by a lot of bullets. Fortunately, he was lying on the seat and was not hit head-on, but stray bullets bounced inside the car. Go, it still caused him a little trauma, but the problem is not big, it is very lucky.

"Who are these guys?" Ye Tianxin looked at the four people lying in the car with lingering fear, and asked Fan Wuyao.

"I don't know, it seems to be Japanese." Fan Wuyao shook his head.

Fan has offended too many Japanese people, whether it was to help Wuzhi Xiaoji deal with Japanese chaebols, or to sell fake swords to Japanese shrines, or to cut off the black hands of the Japanese in the rare earth industry, or the former Killing two Japanese players for a while, any of these things may lead to the other side's revenge, so it is difficult for him to judge who has acted on him.

Ye Tian glanced at the unlucky guy whose head was smashed by Fan Wuyao, and almost vomited it out. Although he was known as the evil one in Beijing, he had never seen this kind of murder before, and felt very nauseous, so he ran aside. He was holding on to the tree by the roadside and retching there.

Soon several police cars drove over and surrounded the explosion site. Some people went to see the scene, and some people came to Fan Wuyi's place to inquire about the situation.

Fan Wubing directly reported the phone number of Jiang Lue from the Ministry of Security and asked him to send someone over. When the police heard that they were acquaintances of the Ministry of Security, they immediately stopped moving. In addition to protecting the scene, they notified the transportation department and temporarily blocked this side. Your roads, wait until the matter has been dealt with before going to traffic.

Jiang Lue quickly sent someone over and took over the scene here. After extracting the evidence, he pulled away the dead and the undead. At the same time, he asked about Fan Wu's condition at the time. record.

"Your face is great, and the Ministry of Security personally dispatched people to handle the case--" Ye Tian was much better at the moment. After watching the people from the Ministry of Security leave, he said to Fan Wuyao with some emotion.

"I don't know where these people came from. After the Ministry of Security finds out, they have to kill them for revenge!" Fan Wuyao said bitterly.

For these people who want his life, naturally, there is no need to have any compassion. Even in order to avoid future troubles, Fan Wubing doesn't mind using the power of his hand to touch their nest and kill them all in one fell swoop, only to stifle the danger. Being in the cradle is the best choice, and Fan Wubing believes in this.

Ye Tian just scratched the skin. Just now I asked the police to order some medical gauze and iodine, cleaned the injured skin, and then wrapped it with gauze. According to Fan Wuyi’s view, it was two or three. The sky can grow better, and there is no need to change the dressing.

"Be careful, I have to get a shot of tetanus when I look back." Ye Tian took his own life seriously.

"Just pull it, but how do we get there?" Fan Wubing glanced at the Mercedes-Benz car that was riddled with bullets, and the door was unloaded by himself, and asked a little uncomfortably.

"It seems that this car can still drive--" Ye Tian tried the car, and it could still drive normally, so the two of them drove a Mercedes-Benz with no glass and one door and came to the place agreed by Ye Mingxuan.

The doorman was also taken aback when he saw such a car. He thought it was someone from the crew who came to eat, but he looked at the bullet embedded in the steel plate. It didn't seem to be a fake. He was a little in awe. I don’t know where these two got a Chariot of Fire, they are so personal!

Ye Tian threw the car key to the doorman ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "Watch the car, and I will tip you later!"

Tong took the key, and wondered who this is? Even the tip is owed.

The two of them passed through a forest and came under the bamboo pavilion. It is said that this was the spot where they used to take the film when they were filming. Later, some people felt that it was a pity that it was demolished, so they simply kept it as it was and sold it to a boss as a hotel, because The place is more remote, so there are fewer customers.

But those who can come here are basically those who don't care about spending money, so the boss is not at a loss, and can be regarded as taking the boutique route.

The two of them sat down first, and asked the waiter to bring some food and drink over, and they ate and chatted here. After half an hour had passed, Mr. Ye took the two guards and left slowly. Come in.

sky? What's wrong with your head? Wasn't it okay just now? "Ye Mingxuan immediately noticed the gauze wrapped around his son's head, and he asked in surprise.

"Father, we met an assassin on the way!" Ye Tian replied with a wry smile.