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Chapter Fifty-seven: Sijiu who can answer quickly

Zhang Meirun was a little afraid of Xianshi, but with Jiang Fan by her side, she felt confident and asked, "Xianshi, what did you do to Thirteenth Sister?"

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

He is surrounded by a few younger brothers now. If Jiang Fan wants to touch him, he doesn't have to do it himself. Heibulin can calm them down, so don't be nervous.

Now Xianshi just hopes that Jiang Fan's relationship with Thirteenth Sister is unusual, otherwise he will be in trouble!

Jiang Fan said calmly: "Thirteenth sister is my friend. If you dare to touch her, even Jesus will not be able to keep you."

Xianshi's face changed slightly, and she forced a smile: "Nothing, I just asked her to come over and have a chat. She is on the rooftop. It's okay. If you don't believe me, go and see her. We have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

"Let's go together!"

Jiang Fan's tone was calm, but he had the unquestionable domineering nature of a mother.

Xianshi's face darkened: "Jiangfan, don't do it just for the sake of a little girl. To give you face, I call you Liangfan. Don't think that I am really afraid of you. We and Lianshe are not easy to mess with. If you want

Think clearly."

"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"

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

Bu Tonglin said easily: "Boss, are you going to die? Or are you going to live?"

"Just keep your breath."

Jiang Fan said it.

Bu Tonglin rushed towards Xianshi and others above the stairs like a cheetah.

"Cut it!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xianshi immediately hid behind everyone, shouted and ran towards the roof of the building as hard as he could.

He had just taught Thirteenth Sister and Chui Shuida a lesson. It seemed that Jiang Fan was determined to stand up for Thirteenth Sister. He knew that he was definitely no match for Jiang Fan.

The only chance of survival right now is to run to the roof of the building and capture Thirteenth Sister as a hostage.

Salty's idea is a good one.

Unfortunately, he overestimated his speed up the stairs.

He also underestimated Butonglin's skills.

Since learning "Bajiquan", "Golden Light Mantra" and "Thunder Method", Bu Tonglin's strength has been improving rapidly.

"Golden Light Spell" and "Thunder Method" cannot be achieved overnight. At present, Bu Tonglin cannot emit golden light, let alone cast "Thunder Method", but the improvement of "Bajiquan" to Bu Tonglin is obvious.

I saw Bu Tonglin rushing to the top of the stairs like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

A forty-nine boy punched Bu Tonglin fiercely.

But the posture has not yet been launched.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", Bu Tonglin hit him with an elbow and hit the other four or nine boys behind him. They fell into a ball and rolled down.

The few forty-nine boys brought by Xianshi were all knocked down almost immediately upon meeting them, without even two seconds of delay.

In just a few breaths, Bu Tonglin caught up with Xianshi who ran to the third floor. He punched Xianshi on the right hand as fast as lightning.

"Kacha~"

Xianshi's right hand was fractured on the spot, and he almost fainted from the pain. A scream like a slaughtering pig suddenly sounded and surrounded the entire corridor.

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

Jiang and several security personnel took the Sijiuzi who had been knocked down by Bu Tonglin aside and beat them to take care of them.

Jiang Fan took Zhang Meirun upstairs.

At this time, Xianshi had been stepped on by Bu Tonglin, and his former majesty was gone.

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

"I am from the United Society. Our society has always had a good relationship with Heliansheng. You can't kill me."

Xianshi felt like he was about to be trampled to death by Bu Tonglin. When he saw Jiang Fan coming up, he quickly begged for mercy.

"Xianshi, right? I have no grievances with you, and yet I'm going to embarrass you like this!"

Jiang Fan said calmly: "It is Thirteenth Sister that you offended. It is her business to forgive you. I am only responsible for sending you to see her."

"Drag people up."

When Jiang Fan said "drag", he really meant dragging.

After a while, Jiang Fan came to the roof of the building, and Bu Tonglin took Xianshi's leg and dragged Xianshishengsheng from the corridor on the third floor to the roof of the seventh floor.

Bumps along the way are inevitable.

The salty and wet pain made him want to die. Perhaps realizing that he was doomed today, he began to curse.

"You bastard, I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

"Hang family property, just wait. As long as I don't die, I will make sure you live and die."

Jiang Fan didn't pay attention to the salty barking.

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

Now that Jiang Fan has taken action, no matter whether Thirteenth Sister lets Xianshi go or not, Jiang Fan has no intention of letting Xianshi see the sun tomorrow.

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

"Thirteenth sister."

Seeing Chui Shuida's soul being taken away by Yin, Jiang Fan knew that Chui Shuida was hopeless.

If he had come ten minutes earlier, the results might have been different, but unfortunately there are no ifs.

"Little."

Zhang Meirun stepped forward and hugged Thirteenth Sister, checked her, and then looked at Chui Shuida's body with sorrowful eyes: "Uncle Da..."

"Arun! Brother Fan!"

Thirteenth sister wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then cast her gaze on Xianshi, who was cursing behind her.

Looking at the enemy who killed her father, Thirteenth Sister's eyes shone with hatred.

Jiang Fan said: "Abu, give Xianshi to Thirteenth Sister."

"Um."

Bu Tonglin responded, then used one arm to throw Xianshi in front of Thirteenth Sister like trash.

Xianshi was so dizzy from the fall that his limbs were almost useless and he was unable to resist at all. He managed to raise his head and saw Thirteenth Sister who seemed to be peeling off his skin and convulsing him, and he was suddenly frightened.

"Thirteenth sister, what happened with Chui Shuida was just an accident."

"I don't want to either... I can compensate you and tell you if you have anything to say..."

The thirteenth sister turned a deaf ear and silently picked up the blood-stained bricks on the ground.

Xianshi just used this brick to hit her father on the head and beat her father to death!

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

“Peng! Peng! Peng!

"

Once, twice, three times...

At first Xianshi would wail a few times or say a few harsh words, but in the end there was only the sound of being struck with a blunt instrument.

Thirteenth sister didn’t know how many times she took the photo, and she didn’t stop until she was exhausted.

At this time, Xianshi had already lost his breath, and his head was smashed beyond recognition. If he had to use one word to describe it, it would definitely be "the liver and the brain were shattered."

A strong smell of blood floated on the rooftop.

Zhang Meirun couldn't bear to hold it in and felt like vomiting, so she didn't dare to look at the bloody scene.

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

After beating her for more than ten minutes and venting her anger, the thirteenth sister, covered in blood, staggered to Jiang Fan and knelt directly on the ground.

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

"Now you've helped me avenge the murder of my father. I won't thank you for your kindness. From now on, as long as you ask me, I will do whatever I want."

"My thirteenth sister swears to God..."

Jiang Fan raised his hand to help Thirteenth Sister up: "I don't have to swear. We are all friends, so there is no need to be so out of touch."

Thirteenth sister is not a hypocritical person. She keeps her kindness in her heart and will risk her life as long as Jiang Fan needs it.

Then, Jiang Fan asked the security personnel to escort Xianshi's men to the rooftop, and asked these people to throw Xianshi's body from the upstairs.

After watching these people throw away the salty corpses, Jiang Fan said: "You threw away the salty corpses with your own hands. If something happens, none of you can run away. I heard that Dongxing Lei Yaoyang likes throwing objects at high altitudes. You go back."

Do you know what to say?"

"I know that it was Dongxing Ben Leihu who killed the boss Xianshi."

"Yes, it was Lei Yaoyang who jumped into the street. We saw it with our own eyes."

These forty-nine boys were quite smart and knew that their answers would not satisfy Jiang Fan and that they might be the next ones thrown down the stairs. At this time, they all agreed and vowed to go back to the United Press to testify against Lei Yaoyang's evil deeds.

Looking at this group of four-nine boys who were already able to answer questions, Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Then he was taken to Xianshi's old lair and found the place where Xianshi hid his money.

It's not easy to go out on a trip, and Jiang Fan has no habit of returning empty-handed.

Xianshi didn't have much money, only about one million.

Among them, 600,000 should be the money won by Shuida.

Jiang Fan distributed 600,000 yuan and gave it to Thirteenth Sister: "These should be the money your dad won from buying lottery tickets, take it!"

When Thirteenth Sister heard this, she reflexively wanted to refuse.

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

Jiang Fan, however, directly put the money in Thirteenth Sister's hands: "Your father is going to take care of his funeral, and you need to spend money for your life. There is nothing wrong with the money itself, but it is the greedy person who is at fault."

"The deceased has passed away. I wish that my uncle's spirit is still in heaven. I hope you can live a good life."

While Jiang Fan was speaking, he suddenly felt a gloomy energy approaching. He turned around and looked out the window, only to see a ferocious grimace looking at him and others with hatred.
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