C40 (1/2)

Jian Fan raised his hand to grab at her leg, but she quickly retreated as if she had seen through his thoughts.

She instantly appeared next to Jian Fan and was prepared to fight him in close combat. Jian Fan wasn't easy to deal with. The moment her iron fist struck, he suddenly crouched down, grabbed the center of her defense, and threw her heavily onto the ground.

The young woman who was thrown to the ground grunted and lied on the ground for a long time without being able to get up. Jian Fan looked down at her from above. He extended his hand to grab her collar and pulled her into his embrace. It was the same posture. This time, he used his left hand to wrap his arm around her neck, while he used his right hand to place his index finger against her temple.

On the other side, Ling Chen had also taken care of all the thugs. The gun in his hand was smashed into a bloody mess. It had been turned into scrap metal.

Jian Fan looked at him approvingly. Fighting one against twenty indeed gave him a bit of strength and boldness.

The male head was beaten into the most miserable state. His leg bones were broken, and his face was covered in blood. He lay on the ground, on his last breath. Ling Chen kicked him in disdain, throwing the rotten gun to the side and patting the dust off his hands.

”Let's go.” After expending a lot of energy, his breathing became heavier.

Killing intent filled Jian Fan's eyes. His heart even trembled slightly as he said, ”Wait a moment, I will finish her first.” ”She is a scourge. Even if she doesn't die, she will still resuscitate and kill others.”

The strength in her hands increased, causing the head of the Drinking Girl who was at the top of her head to swell up as she widened her eyes in fear. This kind of death was too cruel. She would rather be killed by a single shot.

Just when Jane Fan was focusing all of his strength on his fingertips, ready to make the first move. Ling Chen suddenly shouted, telling her to stop. ”Don't kill her.”

”Why?” Jian Fan's expression turned cold, but he still stopped moving.

”If you still have that identity, you can kill her. But now you are not, you must remember that you are an ordinary person who has left that place. ” He looked into her eyes that were red from fighting, and there was a hint of sincerity in his eyes.

Jane Fan thought for a few seconds and finally gave up on the idea of killing her. Even a special agent of the National Military Intelligence Bureau had to accept orders from the organization to kill people. She had now been expelled from the organization and had no right to kill people. Killing people randomly, what was the difference between that and a demon like Ling Chen.

She turned her body over, put her hands behind her back, picked up the leather jacket that had just been thrown away, and fiercely pulled her down. Her entire body was in a semicircle, and her hands and feet were tied together.

The little girl was like a bow that had been bent backwards. Her whole body was in pain and cold sweat kept dripping down her body.

”You sure are ruthless.” Ling Chen gave a thumbs up, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile of admiration or mockery.

Jian Fan rolled his eyes at him, ”Go and find a rope or a thick tree trunk. ”The clothes are not strong.”

Ling Chen picked up the submachine gun at Jian Fan's feet, and looked around at all the people on the ground, then shouted: ”If you can move, quickly scram, otherwise the spear will serve you.”

Those who could still run, all ran down the hill. Ling Chen kicked three or four of them until they were too badly beaten to move. After confirming that they really weren't a threat, he carried his gun and walked towards the woods.

Jian Fan relaxed a little. At least he had a little thought and knew that he would first remove the hidden danger and ensure her safety.

”If you don't kill me, I will kill you again.” The girl with the wine concoction rolled backwards, speaking and breathing are very difficult. It was all thanks to the fact that she practiced martial arts and her body's flexibility. Otherwise, if ordinary people were to tie their hands and feet together, they would definitely have multiple fractures all over their body.

Jian Fan pressed down on her head and firmly held her down, unable to move at all. ”When you're out of jail, you can find me and then we'll talk.”

”Ling Chen isn't a good person either. If you follow her, sooner or later, you'll suffer a worse fate than me.”

”You don't need to remind me, I'm not as stupid as you. Chen Da is your father? You worked so hard for him! ” Jane Fan untied his bulletproof vest, passed through her mouth, and tied a tight knot at the back of her head.

The world had become completely silent. Even though the woman with the wine concoction stammered and wanted to scold him, she was unable to do so.

As he sat on his side, his attention was completely focused on the wine concocting lady, so he didn't notice the dangerous attack coming from behind him.

Just as Ling Chen returned from looking for a thick and large wooden pole, he saw the male head lying on the ground quietly picking up the shattered gun on the ground and aiming it at Jian Fan's head.

”Be careful!” Ling Chen screamed, and quickly threw away the piece of wood in his hand, and pounced on Jian Fan.

Hearing that, Jian Fan turned his head and saw a black muzzle pointing straight at his head.

”Bam!” It was unknown if it was the sound of Ling Chen knocking Jane Fan down, or the sound of the black head firing.

Jian Fan only saw a thin wisp of smoke float up from the muzzle, indicating the moment of danger.

Had she been shot? But why was her mind so clear that she could not feel pain?

”Humph!” A muffled groan woke Jian Fan from his stupor.

She felt her body sink, and her chest hurt from the impact. She looked at Ling Chen, who was lying on top of her with a twisted expression on his face.

”You … ”What's wrong?” It took a long time for Jane Fan to find her voice. Even she didn't notice the trembling in her voice.

”I …” Ling Chen let out an almost inaudible sound from the depths of his throat.