Chapter 190

Under the pale moonlight, a dagger sank into the back of the man in black's neck. A small part of it was exposed, glowing faintly under the moonlight.

Yang Ming looked at the man in black in surprise. Obviously, this man was no longer alive. But at this critical juncture, who actually helped him?

With the previous experience of killing Ji Shuisheng, Yang Ming no longer had the fear of the dead for the first time. Without distinguishing between friends and foes, Yang Ming calmly raised his head and looked behind where the man in black was standing, which was the direction where the flying knife was shot.

An old man with a stooped figure stood there quietly.

This is Fang Tian.

This made Yang Ming extremely astonished, Fang Tian did it?

Yang Ming pointed to the fallen body of the man in black, and looked at Fang Tian in astonishment: "He..."

"Dead." Fang Tian said flatly, "I killed him."

"Ah?" Although Yang Ming was faintly skeptical, when he heard Fang Tian's words at this moment, he still opened his mouth in surprise and was speechless.

"This is not a place to talk, drag him into my room." Fang Tian said very calmly, without the slightest hint that he just killed someone.

Yang Ming responded, recovered from his astonishment, picked up the body of the man in black from the ground, and walked quickly to Fang Tian's residence. Although there are countless questions in his heart, Yang Ming can't ask them one by one now.

In Yang Ming's impression, Fang Tian was a pitiful, timid and mentally abnormal old man, but today, he killed a very skilled killer without making a sound, how could he not Surprised Yang Ming!

Yang Ming even had some doubts, whether this person in front of him was the old man he saved from some gangsters in the detention center!

After returning to his home, the light in Fang Tian's eyes dissipated, and he regained his previous indifferent expression, no different from other widowed old people. But he didn't forget the corpse in Yang Ming's hand, pointing to the back of a pile of firewood in the yard and said: "Let's put it there first. I'll deal with it later."

Yang Ming threw the body of the man in black on the ground according to his words, and then followed Fang Tian into the house in doubt. Fang Tian took out an iron box from under the bed. If someone saw it, they would recognize that it was the box that Dong Jun brought him that day.

Fang Tian quickly opened the box, then took out a small medicine bottle from inside, looked at the light, then nodded and closed the box. Because it was far away, Yang Ming didn't see clearly what was in the box, but he could vaguely see a lot of things inside.

Fang Tian walked straight out of the room and came to the body of the man in black. Yang Ming followed behind him, not knowing what Fang Tian was going to do.

Fang Tian reached out to pull out his dagger, and then reached out to touch the body of the man in black. A printout of a photograph and some trinkets and a dagger were found in his pocket. There is nothing in these things that can prove the identity of the visitor.

After taking out these things, Fang Cai carefully unscrewed the cap of the small bottle, then held the small bottle in one hand and the cap in the other, gently knocked out some powdered medicine from the bottle, and sprinkled it on the naked man in black. on the outer skin.

Suddenly, yellow bubbles appeared on the skin of the man in black, making a hissing sound. Seeing that the body of the man in black was rotting and disappearing little by little, within a quarter of an hour, the whole body disappeared. It turned into a puddle of pale yellow-black liquid.

Corpse Powder! A terrifying term flashed in Yang Ming's mind! I originally thought that this was all made up in the novel, and it doesn't exist in reality at all. But now, Yang Ming saw with his own eyes that a living corpse just disappeared!

Fang Tian took a shovel from a small shed on one side, and rubbed a shovel of ashes to cover the yellow-black liquid. All traces were methodically covered up by Fang Tian.

All this made Yang Ming dumbfounded. Is this old man Fang Tian? Isn't this a highly calm criminal?

After doing all this, Fang Tian put the vial back into the box. Then he wiped his hands, sat on a chair, and looked up at Yang Ming: "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

"You..." Yang Ming really had thousands of questions in his mind and wanted to ask Fang Tian, ​​but he didn't know how to ask them! I don't know where to start!

"Me? What's wrong with me? Boy Yang Ming, you don't know me, old man Fang, right? We just had dinner!" Fang Tian said with a smile.

"You just said that person..." Yang Ming was so shocked that he didn't even know how to organize his words when he spoke! Yes, the shock that Fang Tian gave him today was simply too great!

"That person wants to kill you, or maim you." Fang Tian said very indifferently: "Then I will kill him first." That tone was as normal as killing a chicken!

"But you..." Yang Ming really couldn't imagine that Fang Tian, ​​a thin and withered old man, could injure someone, and even kill him with one blow.

"Me?" Fang Tian raised his head and looked at a New Year painting on the wall not far away. It was a New Year painting of a South China tiger. Fang Tian pointed to South China Tiger's eyes: "Look at his left eye."

After finishing speaking, Fang Tian casually threw the dagger in his hand. With a sound of "clang", the dagger pierced the New Year painting, right in the left eye of the South China Tiger!

Yang Ming jumped up and walked up to the New Year picture! The dagger actually sank into the South China Tiger's left eye with perfect accuracy! There is no slightest deviation!

"How did you do it?" Yang Ming looked at Fang Tian in astonishment! What kind of technology is this? Little Fang Flying Dagger?

Yang Ming was already very shocked at this moment, but what Fang Tian said next shocked him to the extreme!

"What's the point? It's just a trick." Fang Tian shook his head indifferently.

"What? That's called fluff?" Yang Ming was startled: "You're called fluff, so what is really powerful? Old man? You have to be modest, right?"

"You think this is already very good?" Fang Tian said lightly: "That's right, didn't you also think that your kung fu was very good before? Ha ha."

"Old man! What do you mean?" Yang Ming blushed at Fang Tian's words: "Are you so hurtful?"

"It's nothing, let's think about who is going to hit you hard." Fang Tian handed Yang Ming the printed photo he found from the body of the man in black.

Yang Ming picked up the photo and frowned! what is this! This is the photo I used to fill in my volunteers when I took the college entrance examination, and I also used it to handle the student ID card and library card when I enrolled in university.

So as long as you pay a little attention, you can get your own photos from some departments. For a while, Yang Ming couldn't tell where the photo came from!

What's more, this photo doesn't look very similar to Yang Ming himself, and it's impossible to connect the two of them at all. Many people who have taken a one-inch photo should know that this kind of ID photo is very different from the person in person.

So, obviously this man in black didn't meet Yang Ming by chance here, he definitely followed him here and waited for an opportunity to strike. As for when he was caught up, it is impossible to know.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming frowned. It is true that he has provoked some people recently, but the hatred between him and these people is not at all to the point of killing a killer as soon as it comes up.

The grievances between myself and Wang Zhitao, at most, I wanted to frame each other, but it didn't rise to the point of killing each other. As for Zhang Yuliang, Liu Zhaojun, and Liu Xiaosheng, the driver of Mr. Yun today, these are minor frictions at best. Yang Ming really couldn't figure out who would harm him!

If the man in black didn't have this photo in his pocket, Yang Ming might think that he found the wrong person or that he wanted to rob him temporarily. But now, it is certain that this person came with a purpose, and the target is himself.

"Scared, aren't you?" Fang Tian said with a half-smile, "The enemy hiding in the dark is the scariest thing. Of course, this is only for you!"

"What do you mean?" Yang Ming was a little annoyed when he heard Fang Tian's yin and yang words: "What do you mean by me?"

"It's nothing interesting, that is to say, if it were me, I wouldn't be afraid." Fang Tian shook his head and said indifferently.

"You?" Yang Ming squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Tian carefully: "Okay, since you are so powerful, why were you framed and taken into the detention center back then?"

"Because the detention center is the safest place." Fang Tian said noncommittally.