Chapter 4844： The result is the same anyway!

Zhang Xiaofan raised his hand and repeated three shots on the shoulders of Shao Wénqiáng and Shao Wenhua's two brothers. No more words were said, everything was in silence ...

After the small gathering with Shao Wénqiáng and Shao Wenhua's brothers, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and left the headquarters of Jiulong Gang.

It's just different from the past--

Zhang Xiaofan did not choose to drive the Bentley Mulsanne speed when he came.

Instead, it specifically avoided the dense downtown area around rénliú, and chose some small alleys, streets and alleys where people could barely see people.

That's it, after Seven Turns--

Zhang Xiaofan came to a large abandoned construction site, and no one was seen around.

Only the little yellow street lamp on the street was still emitting a faint light, hitting Zhang Xiaofan's body, pulling his shadow very long, very long.

Zhang Xiaofan paused and slowly turned to God. A figure also walked around the lake from a distance not far away, like a shadow following a ghostly night walk.

I saw that the man was wearing a black robe, covering him all over and around him. The cold and bitter atmosphere around him reduced the temperature around him by four or five degrees.

At the moment of seeing this person, Zhang Xiaofan faintly felt that the other party was somewhat "familiar."

He thought for a moment, then remembered the "cloud and rain" that had died in his hands a month and a half ago!

"Boy, did you realize that I'm not following you?"

"Nice .... very good ..."

I saw that the man in the black robe was leaning on his body, and the only thing he could see was the twinkling red eyes under the black cloak, as the beast stared at Zhang Xiaofan like the prey under his claw Seems to laugh, said.

"What's the difference between discovering or not discovering? Anyway, the results are the same for you, aren't they ?!"

The smile on Zhang Xiaofan's face did not change. He slowly drew a cigarette out of his jacket pocket to ignite it.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan so unhurried, a look of surprise appeared on the man's face.

Because of his special practice, his appearance is extremely ugly. People are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

On weekdays, ordinary people are afraid of three-pointers when they see his face.

But on the other hand, Zhang Xiaofan, he is just a young man with a weak crown. After seeing himself, he has no fluctuations in his heart, and his complexion is as plain as water, which makes him extremely curious.

"Your kid is kind of doorway. You knew I was here to kill you, and I was able to face it so calmly."

"It seems that you are a junior who is not afraid of tigers ...."

The man in the black robe paused and continued, said.

"That being the case, I don't want to let you know the name of the old man, my name is Heisha, this time I came here to take your life!"

When Heisha said these words, he always had a tone of bamboo in his chest and Zhizhu holding it.

Before Zhang Xiaofan said in front of him, "The result is the same anyway."

Heisha subconsciously thought that he was already "in danger of escape" instead of panic and anxiety, and stepped into death, he might as well face it calmly ...