After stopping the car, Meng Fan did not get out of the car in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the unfinished building in front of him in the car. It was six stories high. It used to be a dormitory building for a factory. Later, the city government issued a policy that the factory had to be relocated, so he stayed here.

We have such a big yard and two or three unfinished buildings.

At this time, there was no one around the unfinished building, not even a bird chirping, and it looked very desolate.

Meng Fan sat in the car and looked around for a moment, but there was still no movement. He anxiously took out his mobile phone and dialed the number that the other party called just now. He was reminded that the other party's phone was turned off. He hammered the steering wheel angrily.

Just as he put down the phone, his cell phone rang suddenly. Meng Fan quickly picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hey, are we here yet?!" The other party's voice was still very dull.

Meng Fan responded and said: "We're here, where are you?!" As he said that, Meng Fan looked up and couldn't see anything unusual in the unfinished building. At this time, the man on the phone spoke again.

"Get off the car and go straight into the unfinished building in front of you, and come to the fifth floor." After saying that, the other party put down the phone and heard a busy tone.

Meng Fan didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly got out of the car, locked the door, and walked towards the unfinished building. As soon as he entered the unfinished building, he felt that the surroundings were gloomy, as if he had entered a cemetery, which made people's hair stand on end.

Meng Fan quickened his pace and headed straight for the fifth floor. However, when he reached the third floor, he suddenly stopped because his forehead was pressed against an iron knot.

Meng Fan glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was a gun. Then, two men wearing hoods appeared, covering their entire faces so tightly that they could not see each other clearly.

Two men put guns to Meng Fan's head and shouted: "Don't move!"

Meng Fan subconsciously raised his hands slowly. At this time, one of the men walked up to Meng Fan, searched him up and down, searched out all the items on Meng Fan, and threw them to the ground aside, including his mobile phone, car keys, wallet, etc.

, then nodded to the other man, and the two turned around and said: "Damn it, what are you looking at? Go upstairs?!"

Meng Fan's eyes were a little cold, but before seeing his father, he did not dare to make any move, so he had to follow the two men upstairs obediently. There was a sound of footsteps under his feet, and after a while, the two men used

With the gun pressed against Meng Fan's head, he arrived on the fifth floor.

At the corner of the corridor on the fifth floor, one of the men behind him tightened his grip on the gun butt, slammed it on Meng Fan's shoulder and shouted, "Be honest."

Due to the sharp pain in his shoulder, Meng Fan groaned, said nothing, and followed the man obediently. After walking in for a while, another man appeared inside, also holding a gun in his hand and wearing a belt on his head.

Wearing a hood and having a burly figure, Meng Fan felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

He asked coldly: "Where is my dad?!"

"Haha, Brother Fan, why are you in such a hurry?!" The man opposite laughed twice and said in a mocking tone.

Meng Fan frowned, his eyes suddenly froze and he said, "It's you?!"

Meng Fan had already recognized the other party's voice at this time. This person was none other than Dahu who was pestering Qin Yanfen. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Seeing that Meng Fan heard his voice, the big tiger on the opposite side simply stopped pretending, pulled off the hood on his head, and said with a sneer: "You are smarter, but it's me, big tiger, Meng Fan."

, I never thought you would be here today?!"

"Where's my dad?!" Meng Fan ignored him and asked the question he was most concerned about coldly.

Dahu looked at Meng Fan with a look of disdain, slowly took two steps forward and said, "Why are you so anxious? He's doing a great job thanks to your blessing, but I have to play with you first."

After saying that, he shouted towards the other two men behind Meng Fan: "Do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Fan felt a violent impact on his back, and he stumbled to the ground.

One of the men put his foot on Meng Fan's chest, stared at Meng Fan's eyebrows with the muzzle of his gun, and said, "Brother Fan, right? There's a very awesome person emerging on the road, haha, he's pretty damn awesome."

"Xu Zi, get out of the way, I'll do it..." At this time, Dahu came over, patted the man on the shoulder and said.

The man spat in Meng Fan's face, nodded, took the foot that was on Meng Fan's chest and gave it to Dahu.

Dahu's burly body slowly squatted down, then stared at Meng Fan's neck with the muzzle of his gun, and waved his hand back: "Bring me a brick."

Meng Fan gritted his teeth, wiped the saliva from his face, and asked ferociously: "Where is my dad?!"

Dahu still ignored it, stretched out his hand to take the bricks from behind, weighed them in his hands, then looked at Meng Fan and said slowly: "Your dad?! Haha, don't worry, you'll be here later."

You will see him, but now, the two of us... settle our fucking accounts first."

"boom……"

After saying that, Dahu quickly swung the brick in his hand and hit Meng Fan hard on the face. Meng Fan groaned. In an instant, his face was covered with blood and flesh, but he still did not dare to say a word. His father is still alive and dead.

Not knowing, he didn't dare to make any rebuttal, so he could only grit his teeth and remain silent.

"Oh, you're so damn hard?!" After Dahu dropped the brick, he saw that Meng Fan didn't react at all. He couldn't help but froze for a moment. He was a little surprised and said coldly and mockingly.

The two men behind looked at each other, and one of them said: "Brother Hu, let me try it?!"

Dahu didn't even look back and said, "It's okay, I'll play for a while."

As he spoke, he stroked the gun in his hand a few times, then put it against Meng Fan's forehead, then against Meng Fan's neck, and then put the muzzle of the gun into Meng Fan's mouth, and said with a sneer: "Fan Fan

Brother, why do you have to be so awesome? We two are always on the same page, right? You go your own way and I live my life, right? But why the hell are you putting people on the road to death?

Where’s the pussy?!”

When Meng Fan heard this, he still didn't say anything. He didn't want to anger Dahu at this time, and he might get hit with a fucking brick again. This thing is quite painful.

Seeing that Meng Fan was silent, Dahu rubbed his teeth twice, making a squeaking sound, then grabbed Meng Fan's hand, slowly stretched it out and said: "Come on, Brother Fan, I see your fists are very fierce.

, let’s straighten it out for you.”

Meng Fan was startled and asked: "What are you doing?!"

Dahu curled up his lips and said: "Haha, why not do it? Just stick it out and be obedient, otherwise uncle may suffer again?!"

"What the hell did you do to my dad?!" Meng Fan suddenly wanted to sit up, but Dahu's gun muzzle hit his forehead and he sat down obediently.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

With a mocking tone, Dahu shook his head and said: "Brother Fan, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Do you have the ability to speak to me now? Why are you still so arrogant? I'll count to three and stretch out my hand.

, let me have fun, everything will be fine once it’s over, right?!”

Meng Fan tightened his mouth and was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to slowly stretch out his hand.

Dahu smiled with satisfaction and said: "Are you so good? Come on, Brother Hu will give Mi a good massage..."

As he said that, Dahu slowly pulled out Meng Fan's wrist, and then with a strong force, he pressed Meng Fan's hand firmly to the ground. He quickly raised his other hand, clenched the brick in his hand, and moved toward

Meng Fan smashed his hand on the ground.

Meng Fan, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, saw the moment Dahu raised the brick, and clenched his right hand tightly. At that moment, the brick hit Meng Fan's fist accurately.

"Kara..."

There was a crisp sound, and the entire brick shattered. Dahu and the other two men couldn't help being surprised. Taking advantage of this moment, Meng Fan sat up and quickly removed the card from Dahu's wrist.

"Click..."

There was a crisp sound, and Dahu's hand holding the gun suddenly lost strength, and the gun in his hand fell down.

"Don't move..." At this time, the other two men reacted and pointed their guns at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan also caught Dahu's dropped gun at the same time. He gritted his teeth and tightened his mouth. He quickly held the gun in his hand and stared at Dahu's head: "Try to take a fucking step forward."

At this time, the other two men were stunned. Their hands holding the guns couldn't help but relax a lot, and they looked at Dahu in embarrassment.

Dahu was grinning and screaming in pain because his wrist had just been held by Meng Fan. His neck was stuck tightly with Meng Fan's arm and he couldn't move at all. He trembled at the corner of his mouth and said: "Fan...Fan Fan

Brother, calm down...calm down, the old man is fine..."

"boom……"

Before Dahu finished speaking, Meng Fan smashed the gun butt in his hand and said, "Stop fucking nonsense, I'll give you one minute to pull my dad out, or I'll risk my life."

As he said that, the gun in his hand was fixed on Dahu's forehead, and Dahu trembled: "Oh, no, no, Fan...Brother Fan, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't… come here, come here…"

…”

As he spoke, he turned his face and said to the two men in front of him: "What the hell are you still doing in a daze? Go and pull them out..."

"Oh..." The two men didn't react. When Dahu gave a sharp shout, they nodded and bowed and quickly turned around and ran inside.

Meng Fan held Dahu's neck with one hand, tightened his mouth, and slowly backed up, leaning against the wall beside him, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling.

Dahu felt that Meng Fan was very restless, swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly: "Fan...Brother Fan, calm down, calm down..."

"Leng, you fucking Jing, my dad has three advantages and two disadvantages, Dahu, I can let you taste hundreds of fucking ways to die."

Just as he was talking, two men on the opposite side walked out carrying Meng's father, who was already unconscious. Meng's father drooped his head and didn't even raise his eyes.

Seeing this, Meng Fan thought something had happened to his father, and roared angrily. The arm that strangled Dahu's neck subconsciously tightened, and he roared, "Dahu, I'm going to risk my life today."

Dahu was choked by Meng Fanle's neck and couldn't breathe, his cheeks turned red from the suffocation, his legs couldn't stop kicking, his hands lost strength, and he couldn't move at all.

The two men opposite were frightened and hurriedly said: "Brother Fan...Brother Fan, calm down, calm down, the old man is fine, fine, he just passed out."

Hearing this, Meng Fan slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said doubtfully: "Put my father on the ground." The two of them groaned twice, quickly put Meng's father on the ground slowly, and then dispersed.

Meng Fan tightened Dahu's neck and pulled Dahu to his father's side. He squatted down and put his hand in front of his father's nostrils to test. As expected, his father was still breathing. Meng Fan felt relieved.
Chapter completed!