Nie Fan restrained his aura and walked among the crowd. Even Xiang-level cultivators could not feel his specialness. They would not know that he was a cultivator at all and would only treat him as an ordinary person.

Nie Fan seemed to be walking slowly but actually walked quickly towards the girl in black. The girl in black moved neatly and as fast as the wind, and walked straight towards the main gate of Nortel.

Just as she was about to walk through the door, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

The girl in black was a cultivator, and she was still at the late stage of Xuan level. She just let people approach her silently and put a hand on her shoulder. Her whole body tensed up immediately, her eyes showed a cold light, and she reached back to pull the hand on her shoulder.

, and at the same time, he turned onto his side and kicked his left leg back faster than lightning.

Bang

The person behind him kicked her foot back, then grabbed her wrist and stopped her in place as she rushed forward.

The girl in black felt extremely painful whenever she moved her wrist, and there was no way she could resist.

"Give this bracelet to Nie Cheng." The person who came over was naturally Nie Fan. Without waiting for the girl to ask questions, he put a bracelet into the girl's wrist, then turned around and walked outside.

He saw a man carrying a black lute-like suitcase walking out of the building opposite. He immediately knew that this was the person who was targeting him on the top of the building!

The girl in black originally planned to wait for the person behind her to let go and make him look good, but her body trembled when she heard the voice. She recognized that it was Nie Fan, and she also knew that being able to subdue her with one move was definitely not a fluke!

The girl in black looked at Nie Fan who was submerged in the crowd but felt that he stood out from the crowd. Her face was slightly solemn and she wanted to chase him out, but she hesitated again and again and still did not dare to move forward.

Nie Fan followed the young man who was carrying a sniper on his back. The young man's body relaxed and his eyes swayed from side to side, looking at the unemployed young people in society, wandering around with nothing to do.

Nie Fan looked at the young man's back, his eyes filled with coldness. This young man seemed to be relaxed, but he had a kind of preparedness that was difficult for ordinary people to see through. Once the young man discovered the danger, no matter which movement or movement he made,

No matter where he is, he can escape as soon as possible, and the strongest power will be unleashed!

As if he knew someone was following him behind him, the young man looked at the car mirror and the glass door from time to time. He seemed relaxed and at ease, but in fact he was extremely vigilant and did not let go at all.

Nie Fan followed him. With his ability, he would not be discovered by the young man. He followed leisurely and sneered in his heart. He wanted to see who was killing him!

The young man turned left and right and came to the door of a company. He looked at the door of the company and raised the corner of his mouth: "I said the director is too cautious. Who can keep up with my gun master Liao Ying."

Liao Ying raised his head and looked upstairs, then walked straight inside with his sniper on his back.

After Liao Ying disappeared through the gate, Nie Fan appeared at a corner. He looked up at the stationery company called "Yawen" and frowned slightly.

Not only were there cameras everywhere in this place, but it was also crowded with people, and without the second level of cultivation, he couldn't use magic, so he couldn't follow him in silently.

"Using the company to hide?" Nie Fan stood there, looking thoughtful.

Nie Fan already knows that Han Tian is dead, so now those who want him dead are the Nie family and the Han family.

"Han family or Nie family?" Nie Fan looked at the door of Yawen Company and thought with cold eyes.

Just as Nie Fan was thinking, he suddenly felt an aura that ordinary people couldn't feel, and even made him feel oppressed.

He suddenly raised his head and looked forward, and saw a middle-aged man with a face as thin as a knife and cold and sharp eyes, striding towards the door of Yawen Stationery Company.

Elephant level!

Nie Fan's expression changed slightly. This was the first time he actually saw an elephant-level ancient martial arts practitioner.

He could feel the oppression given to him by the old man. Unlike the blood shadow before, nor the old man who died in his hands, this man was truly powerful. Nie Fan even had a feeling that the old man had a

You can kill him with your hands!

Nie Fan's aura was so restrained that the old man couldn't sense Nie Fan at all. He walked straight to Yawen Company and quickly entered the gate.

Xiangji rarely appeared in the city, unless it was a major event. And this Xiangji entered the same place as the person who wanted to kill him. Nie Fan, who didn't want to take the risk, groaned, walked out of the corner, and walked towards the gate of Yawen Company.

I picked up a hat and sunglasses from the street. Nie Fan was dressed in a seemingly ordinary but valuable casual suit. His expression was calm but had a unique awe-inspiring look. There were security guards at the front desk who were well-informed, and there was no trace of them at all.

Suspicious and blocked, he just glanced at it and nodded slightly.

As soon as Nie Fan walked in, he saw that the middle-aged man in the VIP elevator had closed the door, and the red letters were flying upward one by one.

bite

The elevator on the other side arrived, and the old man's elevator also stopped on the fifteenth floor.

Nie Fan walked into the elevator and pressed '14'.

The elevator soon stopped on the fourteenth floor. Nie Fan walked out of the elevator, avoided the camera, and walked towards the stairway.

Nie Fan frowned before reaching the entrance to the passage on the 15th floor. With a sweep of his consciousness, the upward passage was completely blocked!

Nie Fan's consciousness swept upstairs and he saw a few security guards in black suits walking around from time to time, constantly patrolling back and forth.

Nie Fan groaned, took advantage of the gap, climbed over a few times, and went up to the fifteenth floor. Then he scanned the area with his spiritual consciousness and immediately discovered that there seemed to be more patrols on the east side.

After thinking about it, Nie Fan went up to the sixteenth floor. Then he went straight to the eastmost room and glanced around. It seemed to be the tea room.

Nie Fan closed the door, put his ear against the wall, and his consciousness enveloped the room below.

With this sweep, Nie Fan's face instantly became gloomy, his eyes changed, and murderous intent filled his eyes.

Zhao Hanshan, Zhao Jingxuan, and the young man he had followed just now were all there. Zhao Hanshan was sitting, the two of them were standing behind him, and standing opposite was the middle-aged man he had followed.

He looked calm, holding the tea cup calmly, and drank slowly, as if he was tasting tea.

Zhao Hanshan's expression remained calm, but Zhao Jingxuan's face was calm, and her whole body was tense and alert. However, Liao Ying's face was calm at the moment, but her eyes were filled with tension and fear.

"The tea is good," the middle-aged man put down the tea cup, looked up at Zhao Hanshan, and said with bright eyes: "Deputy Director Zhao, what do you think?"

"Senior Han," although Zhao Hanshan has always hated the random interference in Xiaobanshan, at this moment he still straightened his back slightly and bowed: "Our Operations Department 3 does not have the specific whereabouts of Nie Fan."

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Jingxuan and Liao Ying's faces, and said in a cold tone, but he could not refuse: "I want to know his specific whereabouts within three days."

Zhao Hanshan's expression remained unchanged, but he remained silent.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and the whole room suddenly felt as if it was being pressed down by a mountain, making it so dull that it made people breathless.

Zhao Hanshan silently tapped his fingers on his leg under the table, looked at the middle-aged man, was silent for a while, and said, "I'll try my best."

The middle-aged man couldn't deny it. He picked up the tea cup again, took a sip and said, "How much do you know about the Nie family?"
Chapter completed!