"Who are you?!" The man realized that he could actually speak. He squinted and looked at the figure and asked.
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to cut me into pieces and cut off my head to use as a chamber pot? Why, you don't recognize me so quickly?"
"It's you? Chen Fan!" When the leading man saw the figure clearly, his face was filled with shock.
Others also opened their eyes at this time, and when they saw Chen Fan, they all wanted to step forward and subdue him.
But at the next moment, he noticed the changes in his body, and his eyes widened in shock.
"You, are you a human or a ghost?! Why can't I move?"
"I can't move either. Apart from being able to speak, I don't have any strength in my body!"
Everyone looked at Chen Fan in shock.
Mark's whole scalp was numb because not only could he not move, but he could not speak.
The man asked with alert eyes: "What do you want to do?"
Chen Fan suddenly laughed: "Haha, what do I want to do? You just assassinated me, and now you ask me what I want to do? Don't you think this question is retarded?"
"You know it was us who did it?" The man looked startled, looking a little surprised.
Because he knew that apart from a few of them, only Huangfulin and that man knew about the assassination of Chen Fan.
And the other party directly found where they were hiding, obviously someone betrayed them.
"It must be the person next to Huangfulin, otherwise, how could you know where we are hiding?" the man said angrily.
Chen Fan sneered: "Haha, it's no longer important to you whether it was the news he revealed or not."
With that said, Chen Fan slowly walked towards Mark.
Seeing Chen Fan's approaching footsteps, Mark's face gradually showed panic, but he couldn't make a sound.
"That sniper, is that you?" Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a chill.
Mark still didn't speak, looking at Chen Fan with horrified eyes.
"My man was hit by your sniper rifle. If the bulletproof glass hadn't blocked most of the force, I'm afraid he would be dead now." Chen Fan said to himself.
"If you have the ability to assassinate me, you should be prepared for anything." As he said that, Chen Fan reached out and pulled out a dagger from Mark's waist, and suddenly stabbed it into Mark's chest.
"This knife is for my men to repay you." Chen Fan said coldly.
Mark's eyes suddenly widened, but he still couldn't say a word.
"I didn't expect Mark to be so strong, he didn't even scream."
A man on the side couldn't help but admired.
Mark's eyes almost fell down when he heard what the other party said. He didn't want to scream. He couldn't make a sound at all.
But soon, Mark suddenly spit out foam from his mouth, and then he remembered that his dagger was covered with blood-sealing poison.
Within a few seconds, Mark's body softened and he closed his eyes.
"It's poisonous? You're reaping the consequences, right?" Chen Fan didn't expect that Mark's dagger was actually poisonous, and a hint of joking appeared on his face.
Then, Chen Fan looked at the blond man with blue eyes.
"Chen Fan, we also use money to do things. Besides, the Mark who injured your men is dead. Shouldn't the grudge between us be wiped out?" The man looked at Chen Fan and said.
"Write it off? If it were you, what would you do?" Chen Fan asked.
The man was immediately speechless.
Because he knew that he would definitely not let the tiger go back to the mountains.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Chen Fan put the dagger on the man's neck and asked.
Feeling the dagger close to his skin, the man trembled, not daring to hide anything, and said quickly: "It's Huangfulin. He said that as long as he kills you and takes back the share agreement, the leading position of the underground forces will be given to us and returned to us."
10% of our shares in Triumph Shipping Group."
"Huangfulin is really generous." Chen Fan sneered.
"I've told you what should be said and what shouldn't be said. Can you let me go now?" the man asked quickly.
Chen Fan took back the dagger.
The man felt the dagger leave and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you interested in doing business with me?" Chen Fan put down the dagger in his hand and sat in front of the man and asked.
"What business?"
"A voice worth ten billion."
"What? Ten billion?!" The man was suddenly startled and his eyes widened.
"Yes, I will give you a reward of 10 billion when everything is done." Chen Fan nodded.
The man seemed to realize something: "Mr. Chen, you don't want us to deal with our boss, do you?"
"Smart." Chen Fan nodded.
"This is impossible. We do things based on principles." The man refused immediately.
But as soon as he refused, the man realized something was wrong. He had forgotten his current situation.
"Haha, I'm afraid you have no reason to refuse." Chen Fan sneered.
"Aren't you afraid that we will tip off my boss?"
"You won't, because you are businessmen, and in your eyes, only money is the truth."
The man fell silent, obviously somewhat moved by Chen Fan.
"A person who loses his shares and wants to do everything possible to get it back with killers, will you believe that he will give you 10% of the shares after he succeeds?" Chen Fan's words completely moved the man's heart.
"Okay, I agree to cooperate with you." The man nodded in response.
Chen Fan smiled calmly: "When it's time to take action, I will notify you. If it is done, I will reward you."
After saying that, Chen Fan turned around and walked towards the door.
"Our bodies can't move yet!" Seeing Chen Fan about to leave, the man shouted quickly.
"Wait another hour." Chen Fan's voice sounded outside the door.
After leaving the villa area, a cold light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.
Chen Fan is not a saint, and naturally he will not let go of those who want to kill him. However, killing Huangfulin in Kyoto will definitely cause a great shock. Therefore, he must use some external forces, and these Huangfulin brought in
The killer is the best choice.
When I returned to Yuhua Private Club, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Song Wenting had not rested. She didn't know where Chen Fan had gone, so she was constantly worried.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Wenting quickly ran towards the door.
Seeing Chen Fan's figure, Song Wenting immediately threw herself into Chen Fan's arms.
It was already late at night. Except for the nurse who was on night shift in Chen Fan's mother's room, there was no one else in the villa, so Song Wenting was not afraid of being seen by others.
"I'm fine, aren't I?" Chen Fan gently patted Song Wenting's shoulder and comforted her.
Seeing that Song Wenting still didn't let go, he smiled helplessly and said, "You are the fearful Boss Song. If others see you like this, you won't be afraid of others laughing."
Before Chen Fan could finish his words, Song Wenting stood on tiptoes and pressed her moist red lips on Chen Fan's mouth.