However, the middle-aged man simply ignored the panicked ghost hand and glanced at Song Wenting: "Bring him over to see me."
"Yes, foster father!" Song Wenting nodded respectfully.
The middle-aged man ignored everyone present and walked out of the box.
Before Song Wenting left the box, she saw the fearful Ghost Hands, and a look of disdain rose at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing the middle-aged man and Song Wenting leaving, Guishou covered his face and stood up from the ground with a depressed look on his face.
"Guishou, you don't even look at the situation. The game is over. That boy has obviously become the boss's man. You still dare to make such a noise. Doesn't this mean you don't take the boss seriously? The boss won't beat you.
Who?!" Old Wolf said helplessly.
The ghost rubbed his face with his hands and looked displeased: "Damn it, is it possible that I won't avenge you?"
"Just stop thinking about it. With that boy's strength, even if you find ten people, you may not be able to defeat him." Old Wolf patted Guishou's shoulder.
The ghost hand peered through the glass and glared at Chen Fan in the arena with angry eyes.
Chen Fan not only disgraced him, but also caused the players he had worked hard to train for a year to lose the game. How could he possibly swallow this sigh of relief?
"Boy, wait for me, don't let me find a chance, otherwise, I will definitely kill you!" Guishou glared at Chen Fan fiercely.
At this time, Song Wenting had already arrived at the periphery of the arena.
Seeing Chen Fan walking out, Song Wenting greeted him: "Congratulations to Dr. Chen for winning this game."
"The transaction between us should end here." Chen Fan said calmly.
Facing these people who treat human lives as child's play, Chen Fan felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
A smile appeared on Song Wenting's face that was so repulsive to others: "Why are you so anxious, Dr. Chen? My adoptive father wants to see you, why not make a decision after meeting my adoptive father?"
"I'm not interested in your adoptive father." Chen Fan refused directly. He just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"Doctor Chen, how can you refuse the invitation of a beautiful woman?" Song Wenting came to Chen Fan, stretched out a green and jade finger, and gently tapped Chen Fan's chest.
Then he came closer to Chen Fan and said softly: "I just heard that you offended Sucheng's underground leader Gui Shou for a bunny girl. Although you were able to escape unscathed, the same cannot be said for the bunny girl. That Gui Shou
, but he’s notoriously perverted.”
A faint fragrance hit his face, but Chen Fan did not enjoy it at all. Instead, he frowned slightly and asked, "Are you threatening me?"
Song Wenting joked: "Dr. Chen can think so."
Chen Fan took a deep breath: "Lead the way."
Song Wenting's face that was so repulsive to others showed a smile again: "It would be great if Dr. Chen had agreed so readily."
With that said, Song Wenting turned around, stepped on her high heels, and walked towards the office.
As for Chen Fan, he could only choose to follow Song Wenting.
After a while, the two came to the office. On the sofa in the office, a middle-aged man wearing a white mask sat.
Although the middle-aged man never said a word, Chen Fan could still feel the hostility emanating from the middle-aged man.
Moreover, Chen Fan also discovered that on the table in front of the middle-aged man, there was information about him.
When he defeated Sang Biao, he looked at the room upstairs and saw this middle-aged man sitting among everyone.
However, Chen Fan was very curious as to why the middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a mask.
"Sit down." The middle-aged man said, his voice a little hoarse and without any warmth.
But Song Wenting, who was standing next to Chen Fan, was shocked because her adoptive father never had the habit of letting others sit in front of him. Even she had to stand and speak when she met her adoptive father.
Chen Fan was not polite, and naturally did not know the middle-aged man's previous habits, so he sat on the sofa opposite the middle-aged man.
"Where did you learn Kung Fu?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Learned it myself."
"Learned it yourself? Then you are really a prodigy in martial arts." The middle-aged man looked a little surprised.
Chen Fan asked: "Tell me, why did you ask me to come here?"
"You don't know what I want you to do?"
"I don't know." Chen Fan shook his head.
The middle-aged man glanced at Song Wenting.
"Father, he was the person I found temporarily, and I didn't tell him anything else." Song Wenting quickly explained.
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Fan again: "Are you interested in staying with me and doing things for me?"
Chen Fan immediately refused: "Not interested."
Song Wenting looked displeased: "Chen Fan, be careful what you say! It's your honor to stay with my adoptive father, and you dare to refuse!"
"Honoured? Being with inhumane people will only make me feel sick." Chen Fan responded coldly.
"Presumptuous!" Song Wenting scolded in a cold voice.
You know, no one dares to speak like this in front of her adoptive father. Chen Fan is simply looking for death!
However, what happened next made Song Wenting look startled.
Because the middle-aged man reached out to interrupt Song Wenting, took out a check from his pocket and placed it on the table.
The tone was unchanged from before: "Since you are not interested in doing anything for me, here is a check of 100 million. As your reward for winning this game, you can take it and leave."
Song Wenting was a little confused. If it was before, whoever dared to talk to her adoptive father like this would have been chopped into pieces and fed to dogs. How could he tolerate Chen Fan living until now? He also gave Chen Fan a huge sum of 100 million.
funds!
This is too abnormal.
If Song Wenting didn't know her adoptive father very well, she might have wondered whether the middle-aged man under the mask was actually her adoptive father.
Chen Fan was also a little surprised. He did not expect that the rewards of this competition would be so generous, with a bonus of 100 million.
He glanced at the check on the table. It was very tempting, but Chen Fan did not take it. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man and said: "The reason why I participated in this competition is because of the deal with Boss Song, and I earned it at the expense of other people's lives."
I will be very uncomfortable spending the money, so I won’t ask for it.”
"Farewell!"
After saying that, Chen Fan stood up and left.
The middle-aged man saw Chen Fan about to leave, then looked at Chen Fan and shouted: "Wait a minute."
Chen Fan stopped and asked, "Is there anything else?"
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Fan with deep eyes, and after a moment he said: "It's okay, you can go."
Chen Fan didn't think much, turned around and walked out of the office.
"Father, this boy is so disrespectful to you. Do you want me to find someone to teach him a lesson?" Song Wenting saw Chen Fan leaving and looked at the middle-aged man respectfully and asked.
The middle-aged man glanced at Song Wenting: "Don't guess what I mean. This is the last warning to you."
Song Wenting suddenly said in a panic: "Xiaoting doesn't dare."
The middle-aged man said again: "Send someone to keep an eye on Chen Fan. If anything happens to him, report it to me immediately. Don't let anyone know about this matter."
When Song Wenting heard this, her face was full of surprise, but she did not dare to ask any more questions, so she could only nod and respond: "Yes, foster father, I will send someone to keep an eye on him secretly."