"That's his gun," said the long-haired man.
"Because it's his gun and he knows how many bullets are in the magazine, so he doesn't want to guess?" Fang Yan asked.
As he spoke, he slapped the bald man in the face again and shouted, "You know the answer, why don't you want to tell me? You think my question is too simple, right?"
The bald man clenched his fists, and his bones crackled.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face again and cursed: "Look, I know you are not convinced. If I ask you why one plus one equals two, do you think you can solve it?"
The bald man was stunned, and his momentum to find an opportunity to resist was also dispersed by these slaps.
The long-haired man didn't dare to act rashly. His right arm bone had been cut off by Fang Yan's knife, and his fighting power was greatly reduced. The gun also fell into the hands of the enemy. If he fought back, would he directly blow up the bald man's head
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the bald man on the face again and said, "Answer my question - how many bullets are there in the gun magazine?"
"Six," the bald man said. He knew that answering this question would be embarrassing, and even his companions would ridicule him for being spineless. But, was this the time to talk about spine? This guy was simply a mad dog who didn't play by the rules. If he didn't answer, he had no doubt that this guy would beat him to death.
Yes, what he wanted was obedience. Absolute control over them. Only in this way could he extract more useful information from them.
Baldy had studied criminal psychology and knew what Fang Yan was doing.
This is an extremely tough opponent.
Fang Yan tried to hit the long-haired man, but the long-haired man quickly said, "Six bullets -- there are six bullets in the gun. He guessed right."
The long-haired man was too clever, and Fang Yan didn't know whether he should retract his hand that was raised in the air or continue to slap him.
Thinking that he was actually caught in a dilemma by a gangster, Fang Yan was a little angry and slapped the long-haired man in the face, cursing: "Did I ask you whether his guess was right?"
The long-haired man was about to cry and said, "What do you want to ask?"
"I don't ask anything, I just want to slap you." Fang Yan said righteously.
"------"
The bald man and the long-haired man looked at each other, wondering how they had met such a perverted guy
Because he values his own life too much, Fang Yan will never tolerate those who attempt to attack or harm him.
If someone slaps him once, he will definitely slap them ten times in return.
If someone kicks him, he will definitely find a way to break the foot that kicked him.
If someone wants him dead, then, sorry, he won't let that person live easily.
If that person is Ye Wenrou, the first three points can be ignored.
These two people followed him all the way, holding guns, and were extremely dangerous. Fang Yan naturally would not be polite to them.
"I won't kill you." Fang Yan said, "I know better than anyone that killing is a crime."
The bald man and the long-haired man breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. As long as they could save their lives, it would be fine. They were afraid that this idiot would not care and beat them to death.
Where there is life, there is hope.
"But-----" Fang Yan stuffed the gun in his hand into the long-haired man's broken hand, then raised his arm and aimed the gun at the bald man's head: "You will kill yourselves."
"-------" The two looked ashen. Can they still play like this? Why didn't they think of this
"So, now you can tell me, who sent you to kill me?" Fang Yan asked with a frosty face and an extremely fierce voice.
"We are not here to kill people, we are here to deliver a message." The pain in the broken arm was unbearable, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. The weather was cold, but the clothes of the long-haired man were already soaked with sweat.
"What letter are you sending?" Fang Yan asked.
"Send a letter to Miss Lu - someone wants to see her." said the long-haired man.
Fang Yan looked at the long-haired man thoughtfully and said, "You originally wanted to kidnap her, right?"
The two were silent.
The order they received was indeed to deliver a letter. However, there are many ways to deliver a letter.
They can deliver the "letter" to Lu Chaoge as a courtesy, or they can deliver the "letter" to Lu Chaoge and take Lu Chaoge and the letter back together.
If it is the latter, the negotiations will probably be easier.
This is why they followed closely and brazenly prepared to take Lu Chaoge away. Of course, they also got news that the male follower beside Lu Chaoge was quite skilled - but, so what
No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. With a gun in hand, the world is yours. No matter how good his skills are, isn't it just a bullet that can solve the problem
Ideals are too perfect, reality is too shameless!
"It seems I guessed it right." Fang Yan said. "Where's the letter?"
The bald man reached into his pocket and pulled out a rolled-up paper ball.
"Open it." Fang Yan said. The paper was dirty, and there was reddish-brown liquid on it. Fang Yan himself would not reach out to touch it.
When the paper ball was opened, what came into view was a piece of burnt flesh.
"This is-----" Fang Yan paused, his eyes became extremely sharp. "Human skin?"
Because there are bloodstains on it, it is very likely a piece of flesh cut from a living person.
Who on earth could do something worse than an animal
Lu Chaoge came out from her hiding place. She had been hiding in an abandoned container not far away. As soon as the car stopped, Fang Yan drove her out and asked her to find a cover immediately. Then he also magically disappeared from your sight.
When Lu Chaoge saw the piece of flesh wrapped in white paper, his face changed drastically and he asked anxiously, "Where is she?"
The gangster used this piece of flesh to "invite" Lu Chaoge, proving that the man had a close relationship with Lu Chaoge.
But what kind of person is he? Fang Yan was full of doubts.
"Come with us, someone wants to see you." said the bald man.
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face and cursed, "You said leave, so we're leaving?"
A prisoner must have the awareness of a prisoner. Fang Yan didn't like the tone and manner in which the bald man spoke to Lu Chaoge.
Too rush!
"I'll go with you." Lu Chaoge said bluntly.
The bald man glanced at Fang Yan and didn't dare to speak easily.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face again and cursed, "Didn't you hear what my friend said? She said she wanted to go with you. What do you mean by keeping silent?"
"------"
Lu Chaoge looked at Fang Yan and said, "Go back. This matter has nothing to do with you."
Fang Yan shook his head and said, "Can I leave at this time? These people are vicious and cunning, and they can do anything. If I don't follow them, I'm afraid that your negotiation will have no chance of success. Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stand with you."
Fang Yan's worries are not without reason.
If they really wanted to negotiate with Lu Chaoge, they could have been notified with just a phone call or a message.
They are offering their bodies and kidnapping, which doesn't seem like they are ready for a good negotiation. Now, someone who is very important to Lu Chaoge has been kidnapped by them. If they capture Lu Chaoge, will there be any need for negotiation? The other party can directly decide the outcome.
Lu Chaoge hesitated, then finally nodded and said, "Thank you."
Fang Yan smiled and said nothing.
Lu Chaoge was driving, and Fang Yan was sitting in the back seat accompanying and supervising the two unlucky bandits, Bald Man and Long Hair, who attempted to kidnap someone but were instead held hostage by Fang Yan.
What surprised Fang Yan was that without the bandits' guidance, Lu Chaoge drove her BMW into an old-looking residential area with ease.
The car stopped in front of the villa. Lu Chaoge opened the door and ran to knock on it.
No one answered, and the villa yard became eerily quiet.
Lu Chaoge knocked on the door again, and the door to the living room opened. The mute nanny looked terrified and ran over to open the door.
She saw Lu Chaoge, who was desperately gesturing to her, telling her not to go in as it was dangerous.
Lu Chaoge nodded, but still walked past her stubbornly.
Fang Yan drove the two gangsters, the bald man and the long-haired man, out of the car like driving ducks, and led them towards the villa courtyard.
"Are all your people up there?" Fang Yan asked.
"Yes." The bald man replied, with a flash of ferocity in his eyes.
Their people are all up there, and Fang Yan will soon get the retribution he deserves.
"How many of you are there?"
The bald man didn't answer.
"Ten? Or more than ten?"
Fang Yan looked at the long-haired man and asked.
"No."
"Do you all have guns?"
"-----No." The long-haired man replied.
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Lying is not a good habit."
He kicked the bald man's calf at the knee. With a crisp "crack" sound, the bald man's calf was broken by Fang Yan.
The bald man screamed, lost his balance and fell to the ground in a mess.
The long-haired man turned around and tried to escape, but Fang Yan had already grabbed his neck.
Snap!
Before he could react, he reached out and broke his other arm bone.
The long-haired man fell to the ground and howled. Fang Yan walked over and stepped on his ankle.
With a light tap of his toes, Fang Yan broke his foot bones. Both the bald man and the long-haired man completely lost their ability to fight.
Hearing the noise behind them, Lu Chaoge and the mute nanny turned around at the same time.
Fang Yan smiled and said embarrassedly: "I will lighten some of the burden first. There are too many people inside - I'm afraid I can't beat them." (To be continued)