Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Fan rushed out hard, kicked open the hidden wooden door, and ran out in a daze.

"Chasing him!"

Fang Zhong's face turned pale. He snatched the gun from Jason, said something, and then chased him out.

After Fang Zhong finished speaking, Magou and Jason also chased after him.

At about two o'clock in the morning, there was no moonlight outside. Zhang Fan was not familiar with the terrain and ran around. One of them was not careful and fell into a ditches, with his legs covered in mud and dirt.

"Big and Bitch!"

At this moment, Fang Zhong rushed out with a gun. He was obviously more familiar with the surrounding terrain than Zhang Fan, so he chased him very quickly. After stroking for more than ten meters, he saw Zhang Fan falling into the ditch. He immediately raised his eyes and then shot three times.

"Well!"

Zhang Fan groaned, and his left leg was shot by a stray bullet. He suddenly felt blood flowing. In the dark night, he couldn't see it. When he touched it with his hand, it was covered in blood.

"I've hit it!"

Jason was delighted.

"Tum, now that I'm here, do you still want to run away?"

Magou said coldly, and the three of them strode to chase after Fang Zhong.

After Zhang Fan was hit by a stray bullet, he did not immediately continue to escape, but instead sat by a tree next to the ditch, licked his mouth, and raised the gun in his hand.

Since there was no moonlight, Fang Zhong and the others said that Zhang Fan's position was in the backlight direction, and only a very vague shadow could be vaguely seen. Fang Zhong broke three shots in a row, which was entirely due to luck.

But for Zhang Fan, Fang Zhong and the others had just chased out of the room at this moment. They were in the direction of light in a bungalow, so Zhang Fan's vision was relatively clear.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Zhang Fan glanced a little, then fired a shot, and Fang Zhong fell to the ground immediately after the shot, covering his legs and screaming.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Fan fired two shots, and Magoo and Jason also covered their injured legs and rolled and howled on the ground.

Three shots!

Shooting without any flaws!

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Fan is a sharpshooter. One of the most important favorable conditions is the issue of light.

After the three guns were put on Fang Zhong and the other two, Zhang Fan did not turn back to fix the gun, but limped and disappeared into the night.

Half a minute later, Zhang Fan had no sign of shadow, and Fang Zhong and the others chased each other for a short time and gave up.

Fang Zhong sat on the muddy ground, sucking the air conditioner with hissing, and cursed: "It's so embarrassing. So many people looked at one person, and four of them were injured by Zhang Fan, and they even ran away."

"This Zhang Fan doesn't know much about the current affairs." Jason responded with a cold face: "But Brother Zhong, it doesn't matter. Wu Liangbin and the others are still in our hands. Zhang Fan will have to come back sooner or later. Next time! He must be allowed to stand at attention honestly and neatly!"

When Fang Zhong thought that Miao Renfeng and the others were still in his hands, he felt a little more relieved. He took out his cell phone and prepared to call the doctor, but unexpectedly, as soon as he took out his cell phone, he called a strange phone call.

Seeing this, Fang Zhong touched his injured calf with one hand and answered the phone with a cold face: "Which one?"

"My name is Kong Yi! Zhang Fan is in your hands?"

"Kong Yi?"

Fang Zhong thought about it in his mind, then sneered: "What does calling me mean?"

On the other end of the phone, Kong Yisen responded coldly: "It's only one thing to call you, Fang Zhong! You'd better not touch Zhang Fan. If something happens to him, the consequences are not something you can bear!"

Hearing Kong Yi's words, Fang Zhong was stunned at first, and then sneered. He said sarcastically: "Haha? Don't touch Zhang Fan? The consequences? I didn't even take Huang Long seriously. Are you talking about the consequences with me? What's wrong? Zhang Fan is still a relative of the royal family?"

"It's not considered a relative of the royal family, but it's almost the same. His father is Zhang Jun! You can weigh it yourself!"

"Zhang Jun?"

Fang Zhong was shocked, he had heard of this name.

About many years ago, Fang Zhong was a 16 or 17-year-old boy who had just dropped out of school and was idle in society and was not doing serious business.

At that time, Junhao's case was quite famous throughout the country. Many people in the Jianghu circle knew that many young kids who were not worried even regarded Zhang Jun as their idol.

To be honest, Fang Zhong was shocked, but he completely disbelief of the news.

"Haha, grass mud horse! Is it great to share the same surname Zhang?" Fang Zhong teased: "After you say that, our ancestors of the Fang family have also produced emperors! In short, I am still a serious descendant of the emperor!"

Kong Yi was a little anxious: "Why don't you believe it? Fang Zhong, are you stupid? You have been in trouble for so many years! I, Kong Yi, need to use this to fool you? Is it meaningful?"

"Haha, Shabi!" Fang Zhong cursed coldly: "His father is Zhang Jun, and I am Zhang Jun's grandfather! If you ask Zhang Jun to come over, I will ask him to stand attentively and kowtow to me!"

On the other end of the phone, Kong Yi heard this, squinted his eyes and thought about it, then pressed the recording button quietly, and asked immediately: "What? What did Fang Zhong say?"

"I said! I am Zhang Jun's grandfather!" Fang Zhong replied word by word: "You ask Zhang Jun to come! When he sees me, he has to kneel down and give three big gifts!"

Kong Yi teased, "Cowhide, Fang Zhong, why are you so inflated? Without gravity on the earth, you must not float out of the Milky Way?"

The cowhide has been blown out, and Fang Zhong doesn't believe what Kong Yi said at all, not to mention that Magoo and Jason are listening on the side at this moment, so the scene must not be too short.

"This is not a problem of inflation, but Zhang Jun has happened many years ago? He has been lucky enough to not follow the footsteps of the fourth brother of the Qiao family! Since that incident for more than 20 years, hasn't he been squinting honestly? It's a question of whether he can still carry a knife now!"

Kong Yi smiled, "Okay, Brother Zhong, I guess you are not a mortal, you must be his own brother."

"Shabi!"

Fang Zhong cursed, then hung up the phone, then called his friend and asked him to contact the doctor.

At four o'clock in the morning, in a private hospital in Haibei City.

Zhang Fan was lying on the bed, wrapped in gauze on his left calf, and his face looked a little pale.

Kong Yi was with him smoking cigarettes, chatting, etc.

Less than ten minutes after Kong Yi and Fang Zhong finished talking to him, he received a call from Zhang Fan, and then he asked someone to find a car overnight to pick up Zhang Fan.

"Fang Zhong is not a person! He actually asked me to kill someone, mmp!"

Zhang Fan cursed and sighed, "It's a pity that Director Miao and the others still haven't got it back."

When Kong Yi heard this, his eyes looked at Zhang Fan with some complexity, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

At this moment, "Cruff!" A snow-white BMW x7 parked at the door of a small private clinic, followed by two people getting out of the car.
Chapter completed!