Chapter 172 (1/2)

Some people advocate light, some like night.

This is an abandoned agricultural machinery plant, because there is no one to use it for a long time, there is a smell of damp mold.

There is no light on in the factory, only an old TV is flickering with unclear light and shadow. This is a football match between Chinese and foreign teams. There is no running passion, no violent collision, no dazzling dribble. They are always as listless as they didn't sleep well last night - plus the stripes and black shadows on the TV screen from time to time because of the quality problems, ordinary people have long abandoned the station.

However, the eyes are looking with interest, and the expression looks extremely serious.

Holding a can of beer in his hand, he took a sip from time to time, then twisted two peanuts and put them into his mouth to chew, which was a great enjoyment.

Just then, the chewing on his mouth suddenly stopped.

”Who?” The man with a mouth of peanuts shouted. Because there are too many foreign matters in the mouth, the voice is a little vague.

There was silence outside the house, only the sound of the wind blowing the grass outside.

The man threw the beer can in his hand towards the nearest window, but he didn't hear the sound of the iron can falling.

Ooh!

He swung his chair on the ground and smashed it at the window. People were quickly hiding in the dark corner of the room.

Crash -

the chair hit the window and the dusty glass broke.

”How can I lose such a good wine?” A clear voice came from outside.

Creak -

the heavy iron door of the plant was pushed open from the outside, and a dark shadow came in slowly. At the same time, there was a clear breeze and bright moon outside.

The workshop was finally clear, but the corner was still dark.

”Come out, old monster.” Fang Yan said with a smile. He put the beer can he just picked up on the table and said, ”you are surrounded. Come out and let's have a good talk.”

The old monster did not make a sound, still holding his breath and hiding behind the scrap heap.

”Do you believe you're surrounded or don't want to talk to me?” Fang Yan said aloud. ”Hero, wake him up.”

”Heroes come.” There is a round head by the left window.

”The hero is here.” A simple and honest man's voice sounded by the window on the right.

There are four windows in the workshop. Two of them are blocked by a pile of old steel. The other two are blocked by heroes. In addition to the front attack of Fang Yan, the old monster is indeed surrounded.

”Can you come out and talk now?” Fang Yan stood far away, but his eyes turned to the old monster's hiding place, as if to pull him out of the deep shadow.

”What do you want to talk about?” The old monster's hoarse voice came out of the dark. He knows that his current situation is not good. He will not be caught without a fight, but he is willing to ”solve the problem through peaceful communication” with Fang Yan.

”Why do you want to kill me?” Fang Yan said with a smile. ”I am a man who is easy to be interested in novelty, especially the matter concerning my own life. I want to find out the truth. I'm very clear. We haven't seen it before. Why do you want to attack me on the victim Xiashan? ”

The old monster is silent again.

”Lure me out through my students, and then start in Tiger Leaping Gorge - you are not interested in planning ahead of time. Why don't you tell me who ordered you or bought you? ”

”Not last time, not this time.” Said the old monster.

”The honor of the killer?” Fang Yanxiao. ”What's the reputation of a killer? It's just taking people's money to help people deal with disasters. Don't think that a ”this killer is not too cold” will make you think that all the killers in the world are good men with great love and justice. You have never been merciful when you have killed your wife and children. ”

”The rules of the killer.” Said the old weirdo. ”It's more important than honor.”

Honor makes a person respected, but the rules - you have to obey.

If you violate the killer's rules and maliciously sell your employer's personal information, you will be hunted by the killer guild and your peers.

The former may live, but the latter will die miserably.

Most importantly, they don't know the employer's information either.

”I don't think we can talk about it?”

”Either life or death. It's the killer's destiny. ” The voice of the old monster firmly said: ”before entering this industry, I have been prepared psychologically. It's a big deal. ”

”So - don't you care about her life or death?” Fang Yan asked with a smile.

As he spoke, Fang Yingxiong pushed in a woman who was all tied up. That woman is just an old monster.