V2.Chapter 92

It was Wang Fan's expectation that he broke up with ghost uncle unhappily, but he knew very well in his heart that although ghost uncle's words were hard for him to accept, they were also problems that he had to consider.

If Wang fan is just a gangster, then everything can be easily solved, then all the constraints will come to nothing.

Driving on the streets of the city, looking at all kinds of people, Wang Fan didn't know who to talk to.

This kind of emotion, let him quickly understand the inner world of Miao Qing.

As a woman, or a woman who started his career earlier than him, how did she walk through this dark road?

Parking the car in the roadside parking space, Wang Fan took out his mobile phone and dialed Miao Qing's phone. Hearing Miao Qing's voice coming from the other end of the phone, Wang Fan asked in a low voice: "are you ok?"

"I don't have anything to do with it. It's just that the boy woke up and cried miserably! Would you like to come and see him? " Miao Qing's voice was also very light, as if he was worried that someone would hear him.

Sitting in the car, Wang Fan bowed his head and thought about it. He said to Miao Qing, "give him an injection of tranquilizer. When I have arranged things here, it will be over. You've been working hard these two days!"

"It's hard work, but it's ghost uncle. How are you going to make it? He must be very angry Miao Qing hears that Wang Fan's voice is wrong and guesses that he must have had a quarrel with ghost uncle.

For Miao Qing's concern, Wang Fan's heart a burst of warmth, but the mouth is still indifferent to say: "ghost uncle did not say anything, he can understand."

"Wang Fan, do you think I'm a fool? Ghost uncle that temper, he can not scold you? ha-ha! Did you two do it? " Miao Qing is on the other end of the phone. He doesn't give Wang Fan any face and directly exposes his lies.

With a wry smile, Wang Fan was speechless, so he had to honestly say: "yes, he was very angry, angry almost shot me to death!"

"Oh, for so many years, uncle GUI's temper hasn't decreased at all. Is he still so impulsive? You won't compromise with him, will you Miao Qing asked with some worry.

"How can it be? He is not willing to help me solve the present trouble. I let the boy go. What will I do in the future? " Wang Fan didn't say well.

"Hey, hey! Fortunately you didn't compromise! " Miao Qing said inexplicably, revealing a relaxed tone.

This made Wang Fan feel puzzled. He asked, "what do you mean? How can I feel wrong? "

"If you compromise today, uncle GUI must be very disappointed. Although he won't show it on his face, he must be very disappointed with you in his heart. Do you know?"

"Why? How can I feel that you are comforting me? Because I didn't listen to him, he was in a bad mood and threatened me, which made me feel very sad! "

"Why are you so vulnerable? Didn't uncle GUI give you psychological counseling when he trained you? Don't be sad every day, live like a girl Miao Qing talks about Wang Fan's character with disdain on her face. She resents his sentimental tone.

For Miao Qing's accusation, Wang fan can only smile, do not want to explain.

This is life, this is destiny.

He is not 007 that ACE agent, holding the queen personally issued a license to kill, in order to complete the task can be unscrupulous killing.

He is not the king of the city in the network novels. He can kill a gang of hundreds of people with one hand. He is just an ordinary person. Although he has been trained, he will feel difficult to deal with three people.

He is not a magic Superman, and his natural powers can make him above any law.

He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who can't be in the ordinary.

He is also afraid of death, he is also worried that he will be injured, he is worried that his identity will be exposed before the task is completed, and he is even more worried that his mistake will bring death to his family.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he should be an omnipotent existence.

But actually?

He will also have emotions, will cry, will laugh, will become depressed because of the loss.

Miao Qing on the other end of the phone couldn't hear Wang Fan's voice. She was worried and cried, "Hello, Wang Fan, what are you doing? You don't want to live, do you? "

"No, just a little irritable, I want to be quiet!" Wang Fan answered softly.

"Quiet? You know a new woman again? Does Tong Jiahui know? Does Wang Yue know? Why don't you tell me? " Miao Qing is making a fuss over the phone.

He knows that Miao Qing is joking with him, but when he hears the names of Tong Jiahui and Wang Yue, Wang Fan still feels sad.

"I'm busy. There are still many things waiting for me to do. Take care of yourself. What's the situation with ah Qi? You don't have to hesitate, do you know?" Wang Fan tells Miao Qing on the other end of the phone.

"All right! I'll wait for your news! " Miao Qing answered easily.

Hang up the phone Wang fan driving, the goal is very clear came to a busy city in H City, the car parked in a billiards hall door.

As soon as the car stopped, two young people at the door of the billiards hall pointed to his car and cried, "you are blind! Stop the car

Stop the engine and get out of the car. Wang Fan stands by the door and looks at the two young people. He has a gloomy face and doesn't say a word.

"Bodhisattva?"

One of them, a thin young man, recognized the man standing by the car door, who was staring at them. When he cried out each other's name, he stopped walking forward.

Another young man did not know Wang Fan, but he knew the name of "Bodhisattva".

In H City, there is no one who dares to call himself "Bodhisattva" except Wang Fan of Sihai gang.

Two feet like a long nail in general, standing there Wen Si dare not move, eyes straight at Wang Fan.

He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and lit a cigarette. Wang Fan pointed to one of the young people and asked, "I'm looking for xiashanhu Liubao!"

"Brother Liu is not here." Wang Fan pointed at the young man back.

"Where can I find him?" Wang Fan took a puff and said.

Without waiting for the young people to answer, there are more than a dozen young people with sticks in the billiards hall. The first man is king tiger huangjinming, one of the five tigers of Dongsheng.

Wang Fan, who is one meter eight five and is as big as a boxer, points his baseball bat at Wang Fan at the door of the billiards hall and says arrogantly, "Wang Fan, you are here today. Do you want to die?"

"Oh? Isn't this Ah Ming the tyrant tiger? How can you be so angry? " Wang Fan lying on the door, looking at a face of arrogant tyrant tiger, tone of ridicule asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, Wang Fan. Since you've sent me here today, I'll let you never come back!" Gold in the hands of a baseball bat, behind the brothers rushed up.