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Chapter 92

Feeling Song Chen's powerful aura, Fan Xianliang felt weak and his heart was full of anxiety.

Even so, he still pretended to be calm and did not want Song Chen to see his thoughts.

With a cold snorting, Fan Xianliang said disdainfully: "Sorry, I have never heard of your methods, but I believe you know our methods very well. If you offend us, I think you don't want to live anymore."

Song Chen looked at Fan Xianliang indifferently, curled his lips and said coldly: "Sorry, I have offended you a long time ago, and I am still alive. But since you have never heard of my methods, I will let you see it now."

As he finished speaking, Song Chen bullied himself, and his speed was very fast.

The next moment, Fan Xianliang felt that his neck was pinched by a pair of powerful hands, and he suddenly felt difficulty breathing.

What's going on...

He was shocked and didn't even see clearly how Song Chen took action.

Then, he felt his feet off the ground and were lifted into the air by Song Chen.

Fortunately, there was no one around at this time, otherwise it would have caused a sensation!

As Song Chen gradually exerted force on his hands, Fan Xianliang felt that his breathing became more and more rapid and difficult.

His face quickly flushed and his limbs kept struggling, but he couldn't break free from it anyway.

The breath of death approached infinitely, and Fan Xianliang never got so close to the god of death...

He felt that all his strength was gradually being drained, and his limbs were weak and limply.

"Please, please, let me go..."

At the last moment, when he touched the indifferent aura in Song Chen's eyes, Fan Xianliang couldn't help it and begged intermittently.

He could feel that if he didn't beg for mercy, Song Chen would really take ruthless action.

Plop!

With a muffled sound coming, Song Chen let go and Fan Xianliang fell to the ground with a bang.

He had no strength in his legs, and he couldn't even stand steadily, so he sat directly on the ground.

Song Chen looked at Fan Xianliang coldly and said indifferently: "How is it, do you still want to try..."

"No, I don't think about it anymore, Boss Song, I will listen to you whatever you want me to do..." Fan Xianliang gasped, his eyes rolled around, and he was dealing with Song Chen in his mouth.

Song Chen sneered and said, "It's very simple, come with me."

After saying that, Song Chen escorted Fan Xianliang to the top floor of the hospital.

There would be no one on the roof of ordinary buildings, so Song Chen asked Fan Xianliang to sit honestly on the ground.

He took out his cell phone and shouted coldly: "To the cell phone, explain to me the purpose of the two of you here this time and who sent you to come."

Song Chen knew that Fan Xianmin had surgery and would not be able to come out for a while.

Fan Xiansong certainly did not dare to rush in and grab people directly. He should have waited until Fan Xianmin came out and picked him up under the excuse of transferring to the hospital or other reasons.

Taking advantage of this period, Song Chen can interrogate Fan Xianliang well.

After hearing Song Chen's words, Fan Xianliang suddenly hesitated.

If I said it according to Song Chen, I would undoubtedly give him a handle. If Song Chen sends the video content to the police or to President Qin, he will be done...

If I don’t tell you about this situation now, I will also have to face Song Chen’s anger.

For a moment, Fan Xianliang felt anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

He regretted taking on this task very much, otherwise there would be no such things.

Dingling...

Suddenly, his cell phone rings.

Song Chen snatched his phone over and looked at the phone number. The name displayed on it was Brother Song.

Shaking his phone in front of Fan Xianliang, Song Chen asked coldly: "Who is this?"

"Peng Song, it's the person who came with me." Fan Xianliang answered honestly.

It turned out that the man's real name was Peng Song. Song Chen nodded and handed the phone to Fan Xianliang.

He said coldly: "Assed the phone, you said you were looking for a store to buy cigarettes. If you dare to say a word, I will destroy your arm immediately!"

Fan Xianliang looked at Song Chen's cold gaze. He didn't dare to say anything. After answering the phone, he directly repeated Song Chen's words and did not dare to say another sentence.

A shout came from the other end of the phone and then hung up.

Next, at Song Chen's order, Fan Xianliang had to follow Song Chen's instructions and faced the phone camera, and told him about the purpose of his two people coming here and who sent him to come.

After recording, Song Chen roughly watched it and was quite satisfied.

"Don't move, throw my phone over."

At this time, a cold shout sounded and fell into the ears of both of them.

Song Chen frowned, turned his head, and just saw Peng Song pointing his gun at him.

"Haha, boy, you can't imagine that we have another task this time, which is to solve you by the way." Peng Song curled a cold smile on his lips, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

Song Chen said calmly: "You are sure that you can really take my life..."

"He may not be alone, but you will never be able to escape together!" Fan Xianliang stood up, completely losing his fear just now, and even a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, you can't imagine that the reason I asked him to send you off was to make you take the bait. Do you think we would be so stupid? Humph?" Peng Song sneered repeatedly, his face full of disdain.

Before coming, he had already carefully learned about Song Chen's situation.

He deliberately did not explain to Fan Xianliang in advance, just to make him act more realistically and to attract Song Chen to take the bait.

Song Chen looked at Peng Song indifferently and said lightly: "Actually, you are really stupid. If you shot directly just now, maybe I would be injured, but now, you have no chance."

puff……

After hearing this, Peng Song and Fan Xianliang sneered at the same time, as if laughing at Song Chen's arrogant words.

Peng Song sneered: "Boy, what you mean is that you can pass the speed of the bullet faster. Why don't I believe it so much? Come on, show me a show and let me open my eyes."

Fan Xianliang also sneered repeatedly, saying disdainful: "I still want to show off when I die. Do you think we are scared?"

Song Chen stared at Peng Song coldly, curled his lips and said, "Of course you two are not scared, you two are stupid."

As he finished speaking, Song Chen's body suddenly shook, and his feet quickly changed his steps...

In an instant, Peng Song felt that there were shadows in front of him, and he didn't know which shadow he shot at.

The next second, he suddenly felt his neck tightening and his heart was shocked.

"Although I'm not as fast as the bullet speed, I can be faster than your reaction speed. Idiot, at your level, no wonder I can only hang out in a small county town. It's really garbage!" Song Chen's voice sounded coldly in Peng Song's ear, indifferent and ruthless.

Peng Song's heart sank...

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