Acting for the gods

Chapter 699 The Sijiu Boy Who Can Quickly Answer

Zhang Meirun was a little afraid of Xianshi, but with Jiang Fan beside her, she had confidence in her heart and asked, "Xianshi, what did you do to Thirteenth Sister?"

Xianshi ignored Zhang Meirun, but looked at Jiang Fan nervously: "Liang Fan, do you want to stand out for Thirteenth Sister?"

He has a few younger brothers by his side now, if Jiang Fan wants to touch him, he doesn't need to do it himself, a black brin can settle them down, so don't be nervous.

Now Xianshi only hopes that the relationship between Jiang Fan and Thirteenth Sister is not normal, otherwise he will be in trouble!
Jiang Fan said calmly: "Sister Thirteen is my friend, if you dare to touch her, even Jesus will not be able to keep you."

Xianshi's complexion changed slightly, and she forced a smile: "It's nothing, I just came to talk to her, she is on the roof, it's all right, if you don't believe me, go and see, we still have something to do, so let's go first."

"Let's go together!"

Jiang Fan's tone was flat, but undeniably domineering.

Xianshi's complexion sank: "Liang Fan, I won't do it for a little girl, I'll give you face and call you Liang Fan, don't think that I'm really afraid of you, we and Lianshe are not easy to mess with, you want Think clearly."

Jiang Fan just smiled and looked at Bu Tonglin: "Abu, let me see how much your skills have improved."

Bu Tonglin said lightly, "Boss, is he going to die? Or is he alive?"

"Just keep your breath."

Jiang Fan said that.

Like a cheetah, Butonglin rushed towards Xianshi and the others above the stairs.

"Chop me!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xianshi immediately hid behind the crowd, and ran towards the roof of the building desperately while shouting.

Just now he taught Shisanmei and Chuishuida a lesson. It seemed that Jiang Fan was determined to stand up for Shisanmei. He knew that he was definitely not Jiang Fan's opponent.

The only chance of survival right now is to run to the top of the building and grab Shisanmei as a hostage.

The idea of ​​a salty soggy is a good one.

Unfortunately, he overestimated his speed upstairs.

He also underestimated Butonglin's skill.

Since learning "Bajiquan", "Golden Light Curse" and "Lei Fa", Bu Tonglin's strength has been improving rapidly.

"Golden Light Curse" and "Thunder Law" cannot be achieved overnight. At present, Bu Tonglin is still unable to release the golden light, let alone perform "Thunder Law", but the improvement of "Bajiquan" to Bu Tonglin is obvious.

I saw Bu Tonglin rushing into the flock like a tiger, and rushed to the top of the stairs in two or three steps.

A forty-nine boy punched Bu Tonglin fiercely.

But the posture has not yet unfolded.

With a muffled sound of "bang", he was knocked into the air by Bu Tonglin's elbow, and hit the other four or nine boys behind him, smashed into a ball, and rolled down.

The four or nine boys brought by Xianshi were all knocked down in almost one encounter, without delay for even two seconds.

Within a few breaths, Bu Tonglin caught up with Xianshi who had run to the third floor, and punched Xianshi's right hand as fast as electricity.

"click~"

Xianshi's right hand was broken on the spot, and he almost fainted from the pain. Suddenly, screams like killing a pig rang out, surrounding the entire corridor.

Some children curiously opened the door to look, but were quickly pulled back by the adults at home.

Several security personnel in Jiang pulled the Sijiu boys who were brought down by Bu Tonglin to one side and beat them to guard them.

Jiang Fan took Zhang Meirun upstairs.

Xianshi had already been trampled under by Bu Tonglin at this time, and lost the prestige of the past.

"Liangfan, I was wrong, let...let me go!"

"I'm a member of the United Association. Our association has always had a good relationship with He Liansheng. You can't kill me."

Xianshi felt that he was about to be trampled to death by Bu Tonglin, and when he saw Jiang Fan coming up, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Salty and wet, right? I have no grievances or enmities with you, and I will embarrass you so much!"

Jiang Fan said indifferently: "You offended Thirteenth Sister, it's her job to forgive you, I'm only responsible for sending you to see her."

"Drag people up."

The "dragging" that Jiang Fan said was really dragging.

After a while, Jiang Fan came to the top of the building, and Bu Tonglin dragged the salty wet from the corridor on the third floor to the roof of the seventh floor with his wet leg.

Stumbling along the way is inevitable.

Xianshi was in pain, maybe because he realized that he was doomed today, he began to curse.

"Bastard, I will kill you, I will kill you!"

"Han Jiazhu, you wait, as long as I don't die, I will let you live or die."

Jiang Fan didn't care about the salty barking.

I still want to have a next time, how is it possible.

Since Jiang Fan made a move, no matter whether Thirteenth Sister let Xian Shi go or not, Jiang Fan did not intend to let Xian Shi see the sun tomorrow.

When Jiang Fan and others went upstairs, they saw Thirteenth Sister crying holding the dead body of her father Chuishida.

"Sister Thirteen."

Seeing that Chuishuida's soul was taken away by the errand, Jiang Fan knew that Chuishuida was hopeless.

If he had come ten minutes earlier, maybe the result would have been different, but unfortunately there are no ifs in this world.

"Little."

Zhang Meirun stepped forward to hug Thirteenth Sister, inspected it, and then looked at Chuishuida's body with sorrowful eyes: "Uncle Da..."

"Arun! Brother Fan!"

Thirteenth Sister wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then set her eyes on Xianshi who was cursing behind her.

Seeing this father-killer and enemy, Thirteenth Sister's eyes glowed with hatred.

Jiang Fan said, "Abu, give the saltiness to Thirteenth Sister."

"Ah."

Bu Tonglin responded, and then exerted strength with one arm, throwing the salty wetness in front of Thirteenth Sister like trash.

Xianshi was dizzy from the fall, his limbs were almost useless at this time, and he was powerless to resist at all, trying to raise his head to see Thirteenth Sister, who seemed to be skinning and cramping him, was shocked.

"Thirteen sisters, the matter of blowing water was just an accident."

"I don't want to either... I can compensate you, if you have something to say..."

Thirteenth Sister turned a deaf ear and silently picked up the blood-stained bricks.

Just now, Xianshi slapped her father on the head with this brick, killing him!

No nonsense, Thirteenth Sister slapped the brick on the now salty head.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!!"

One, two, three...

At first, Xianshi would howl a few times, or say a few harsh words, but in the end, only the sound of blunt instruments was left.

Thirteen sisters didn't know how many times they took pictures, and they didn't stop until they were exhausted.

At this time, Xianshi had already lost his breath, and his head was smashed beyond recognition. If he could use one word to describe it, it would be "scarred."

A strong smell of blood wafted over the rooftop.

Zhang Meirun couldn't bear to hold back her head, felt like vomiting, and didn't dare to watch the bloody scene.

But she didn't stop Thirteenth Sister, because she knew that Thirteenth Sister was very angry now and needed to vent.

After smashing for more than ten minutes, after venting, the blood-stained Thirteenth Sister staggered to Jiang Fan and knelt on the ground.

"Brother Fan, you saved me twice, and I owe you two lives."

"Now you have helped me avenge my father's death. Thank you for your kindness. As long as you ask me in the future, I will do whatever you want."

"My thirteenth sister swears to God..."

Jiang Fan raised his hand to help Thirteenth Sister up: "I swear it will be avoided, we are all friends, so don't be so outrageous."

Thirteenth Sister is not a hypocritical person, she keeps her kindness in her heart, as long as Jiang Fan needs it, she can risk her life.

Then, Jiang Fan asked the security personnel to escort Xianshi's men to the rooftop, and asked them to throw Xianshi's body down the stairs.

After watching these people drop the salty and wet corpses, Jiang Fan said: "You throw down the salty and wet corpses with your own hands. If something happens, none of you can escape. I heard that Dongxing Lei Yaoyang likes throwing objects in the sky very much. You go back Do you know what to say?"

"I know, it was Dongxing Benleihu who killed Boss Xianshi."

"Yes, it's Lei Yaoyang who threw himself into the street, we saw it with our own eyes."

These four or nine youngsters were quite smart, knowing that the answer would not satisfy Jiang Fan, and that he might be the next one to be thrown downstairs, so they all agreed at this time, vowing to go back to the United Press to testify against Lei Yaoyang's evil deeds.

Looking at this group of four or nine boys who could answer quickly, Jiang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

Then someone took him to Xianshi's old den, and found the place where Xianshi hid money.

It's not easy to come out, Jiang Fan has no habit of returning empty-handed.

The money hidden in Xianshi is not much, only about one million.

Among them, 60 should be the money from the salivating lottery.

Jiang Fan handed over 60 yuan to Shisanmei: "These should be your dad's lottery money, take it!"

When Thirteenth Sister heard the words, she reflexively wanted to refuse.

"Forget it! If it weren't for this money, my old man might not have died!"

Jiang Fan put the money directly in Shisanmei's hands: "Your old man takes care of the funeral, and you need money for your daily life. There is nothing wrong with money itself, and the wrong ones are those who are greedy."

"The deceased is gone. I miss Uncle Da's spirit in heaven. I hope you can live a good life."

When Jiang Fan was speaking, he suddenly felt a sinister energy approaching, turned around and looked out the window, only to see a ferocious grimace, looking at himself and others with resentment.

(End of this chapter)