"Where do you want to go?" Zhuo Yifan flashed from behind the cliff not far away, looked at Yu Zhaogan and ten people with a smile and said, "Since you are here, don't leave." It's gone!"
"Who are you?" Yu Zhaogan couldn't see Zhuo Yifan's appearance clearly under the night, but asked with some anger. [^]
"Didn't you always want to find me? Why don't you know who I am?" Zhuo Yifan laughed.
"Are you... Zhuo Yifan?" Yu Zhaogan asked with no certainty.
"Smart! I advise you to put down the weapons in your hands, so as not to take action!" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.
"You're dreaming!" Yu Zhaogan raised the mp5 in his hand and pointed at Zhuo Yifan.
But before he could pull the trigger, he felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist. Then he saw that his wrist had been shot through by a bullet. Blood was surging out. When Yu Zhaogan was stunned, Shocked.
"My snipers have been ambushed around me! Whoever dares to move around is careful that your head will be penetrated!" Zhuo Yifan laughed proudly.
Zhuo Yifan is now watching the ten people trapped in the small building nodding constantly. Under the intimidation of sniper rifles, these people still chose to surrender the gun. No one really dared to take their lives. Betting, that hope is too slim.
"I didn't expect that I just dealt with your brother yesterday, and today you fell into my hands again! It's really interesting!" Zhuo Yifan looked like a villain, and Yu Zhaogan said swaying in front of him.
Yu Zhaogan was about to speak, but the phone in his pocket rang at this time. Yu Zhaogan used his toes to know that it was Chen Mo who called it. He thought it was a bad thing now.
He wanted to struggle, but his hand was injured and he was tied up now. How could he struggle? He could only watch Zhuo Yifan take the phone from his pocket.
"Chen Mo? Who am I talking about it? It turns out to be Deputy Mayor Chen!" Zhuo Yifan smiled at the caller ID on his mobile phone. Yu Zhaogan was sweating coldly.
Zhuo Yifan walked outside the building and pressed the answer button.
"Yu Zhaogan, what are you doing? It took so long to answer the phone? Have you withdrawn? We are about to arrive! If you don't leave, we will be done together!" Chen Mo almost roared on the other end of the phone.
"Deputy Mayor Chen! I feel very sorry when I hear your voice!" Zhuo Yifan said with a chuckle.
"Who are you? What about Yu Zhaogan? How is he?" Chen Mo was obviously stunned when he heard Zhuo Yifan's voice, and then asked nervously, yelling at the news about Yu Zhaogan.
"Don't be nervous, Deputy Mayor Chen! Yu Zhao is good at fucking him! At least he can't die now. But I'm very curious. Do you want him to die now? Or do you want him to live?" Zhuo Yifan sneered. Said.
"You...what do you mean?" Chen Mo asked clearly a little confused.
"I'm afraid you want Yu Zhaogan to shut up forever at this time? I think he should have a lot of things in his hands, right?" Zhuo Yifan continued to sneer.
"You...what do you want?" Chen Mo wanted to curse now. He was driving alone behind Yang Yanbing's ground, and his hand trembled, almost unable to catch the steering wheel. He hated Yu Zhaogan so much that he was so angry that he was this grandson. Why don’t you fall into a ditch and choke to death when you walk?