280: Chapter 280: Staring at You, What’s the Matter?
(Third Update) 280: Chapter 280: Staring at You, What’s the Matter?
(Third Update) However, since the other party was an assassin, Zhang Fan was also not careless.
How could he kill them?
Zhang Fan hesitated.
Looking at the more than eighty thousand spiritual value in the system, Zhang Fan’s eyes flickered uncertainly.
These spiritual values were prepared for his military service, and without Lucky Bread, who knows what would emerge.
Forget it, it’s better not to use them, especially since he now had Butterfly Dance Step, Thunderclap Palm, and Bone Separation Technique.
Most importantly, he also had the Perspective Skill.
Defeating these two men should be enough, and besides, his attributes had improved a bit over this month of training.
Strength: 38
Intelligence: 17
Spirit: 37
Constitution: 35
Agility: 25
Although the improvements weren’t significant, they were at least better than those two assassins, right?
But what if these two guys just stayed here at Long Xiao’s place?
And besides, there were so many bodyguards.
The most crucial issue was, what if the opponents had guns?
He didn’t have a Transformation Potion now.
“Eh?
They’re leaving?”
Zhang Fan’s eyes suddenly brightened as he saw the two assassins heading downstairs, immediately becoming excited.
Heh heh, right, Long Xiao probably wouldn’t dare to keep these two men by his side, after all, they were assassins.
If their identities were exposed, Long Xiao’s life would be over.
Watching the two men walk out the front gate, Zhang Fan then got up from the corner, scaled the wall, and made his escape.
Long Xiao, wait for me to deal with these two men, then I’ll come and hassle you.
Watching the two walking shoulder to shoulder towards him, Zhang Fan’s lips curled into a cold smirk.
It’s time for my performance.
Zhang Fan took out his cell phone, took a deep breath, then squatted by the wall, his voice trembling as he said, “Where are you?”
“Hehe, at home?”
“Is your home on the Silk Road?”
“Why are you doing this to me, why?
The teacher already said, my grades are good enough for a tier-two university, didn’t we agree, to go to college together, why did you deceive me?”
As the assassins drew even closer, Zhang Fan’s voice grew more agonized, “Hehe, didn’t deceive me?
You were sitting in someone else’s sedan, went to their villa, you think I didn’t see?”
“No?
I’m right here at Silk Road, I followed you all the way from school, was the movie good?
I was right behind you.
That scum is almost fifty years old, you’re just after his money, aren’t you?”
Zhang Fan raised his hand and smashed his phone violently on the ground.
A hundred bucks for a Nokia, he didn’t care at all, he’d been wanting to replace that phone anyway.
“Cut!”
Zhang Fan squatted down, his hands searching the ground.
“Where is the card?”
As the assassins got closer and closer to him, the coldness in his eyes deepened.
Soon, the two men arrived.
Zhang Fan lifted his head and activated Telepathy, looking at the two men.
Holy shit, they really had guns!
Seeing the pistols at their waists, Zhang Fan also broke into a cold sweat.
Luckily he hadn’t confronted them directly, otherwise, he’d definitely have holes in him now.
“Brother, could I borrow a cell phone?
I forgot to take out the card when I smashed my phone just now,” Zhang Fan said as he stood up.
“Kid, isn’t it better to focus on your college exams peacefully, why bother with love affairs?
In today’s world, who isn’t after money?” Che Hou said with a low chuckle.
“I can’t understand it, why would that bitch do this to me?
I bought her an iPhone, clothes, shoes, and here I am, stuck with an old Nokia, and she still cheated on me with someone else, wuu wuu wuu…” Zhang Fan started sobbing hysterically.
“Alright, such a trivial matter, and you’re crying about it?
Are you still a man?” Che Hou took out a cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and laughed as he looked at the shattered phone on the ground.
Zhang Fan bent down, took the SIM card from the wreckage of the phone, and quickly grabbed Che Hou’s hand, saying, “Thank you, brother.”
But the next moment, his lips curled into a mocking smile.
Bone Separation Technique!
“Click!”
As Che Hou’s hand was dislocated by Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan’s right hand, sharp as a knife, swung out, chopping at Gu Dong’s neck.
Gu Dong didn’t even have the chance to react before his body softened, and he fainted.
“You!”
Just as Che Hou felt his arm, he realized what was happening, but Zhang Fan was faster.
After dealing with Gu Dong, Zhang Fan kicked directly at Che Hou’s knee joint.
“Crack!”
Then, Zhang Fan’s right hand gripped Che Hou’s shoulder, and he applied the Bone Separation Technique again.
“Crack!”
Che Hou’s entire left arm hung limply by his side.
Immediately, Zhang Fan raised his leg again and kicked Che Hou’s right leg.
“Thud!”
Che Hou knelt on the ground, his mouth open to shout, but Zhang Fan quickly chopped at Che Hou’s neck with the edge of his hand.
Watching Che Hou slowly fall to the ground, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but twist his mouth.
“Damn, what an amateur.
Is this guy even an assassin?”
“Could it be my acting skills are too high?”
With a smile, Zhang Fan grabbed one person and dragged both to the corner of the room.
Stretching out his hands, he pinched both their arms and legs, and then Zhang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Better dislocate their limbs first, even if they wake up, they won’t be able to move.
Zhang Fan looked up, his eyes fixated on the wall.
Long Xiao, you didn’t expect your assassin to be taken down by me just after leaving your door.
After taking the guns from both bodies, he played with them a bit before slowly walking towards the entrance.
“Hey, kid, it’s you again, what you looking at!” the doorman tossed away his cigarette butt and came towards Zhang Fan, ready to fight.
“What if I am looking?” Zhang Fan said coldly.
“Hey, you dare to be arrogant with me?” The doorman sneered as he approached, standing in front of Zhang Fan, and as he reached out his hand, Zhang Fan slowly pulled out a gun and pressed it against his forehead.
At the same time, Zhang Fan took out a bullet and placed it in his mouth.
“What if I am looking, make a move, come on!” Zhang Fan said softly.
Seeing the bullet in Zhang Fan’s mouth, the doorman stiffened.
Damn, where did this guy get a gun?
Fuck, was it because I cursed at him earlier?
Has he come to kill me now?
“Big brother, let’s talk, I have an elderly mother and kids at home, please don’t shoot,” the doorman almost cried.
“Hands on your head, squat down!” Zhang Fan commanded in a cold voice.
“Yes, yes, I’m squatting now.” The doorman quickly squatted down.
However, the next moment, Zhang Fan raised his hand and chopped his neck.
“Who is it!”
Zhang Fan immediately pulled out another gun, holding one in each hand, pointing at the inside doormen.
“Shh, quiet, don’t talk.”
Suddenly, a group of people fell silent.
Damn, the boss had just sent the assassin out, where did this kid come from?
Seeing the bullet in Zhang Fan’s mouth, the group sweat in fear.
They were just ordinary bodyguards, where would they get guns?
“Knock yourselves out, and I’ll pretend I didn’t see you,” Zhang Fan said coldly.
Immediately, a group of bodyguards walked to the wall, and headbutted it directly.
Doesn’t that hurt?
Zhang Fan tongued his cheek but then he walked straight into the villa.
Seeing Long Xiao lying on the sofa, Zhang Fan walked directly over to him.
This guy, really enjoying himself.
“Didn’t you guys hear me?
I said don’t fucking come up here to disturb me tonight,” Long Xiao turned his head, lifted the cup in his hand to throw it, but when he saw Zhang Fan holding a gun and smiling at him, he was dumbfounded.