"Well, sir, do you still recruit people in your company?"

Su fan pulled the corners of his mouth. Can he say no?

After accounting for this order, Su fan received the next order. He just rushed to the store and wanted to pick up the meal, but a call came from his mobile phone. It was the owner's phone.

"Hello."

"Is that Su fan?"

The voice line on the other side was 10 minutes thick, and his voice was lowered, as if he would scold from his mouth the next second. Su fan quickly sorted out his logic and nodded his head.

"Well, what can I do for you?"

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was some floating in his words.

"If you come, remember to bring 10 bags of cement. We'll start construction here."

10 bags of cement, is this going to kill him?

Su fan couldn't resist, rolled his eyes and said with his temper.

"Sorry, sir, we don't take any physical work for the single owner."

The other side was quiet. Then Su fan obviously heard the sound of kicking the table and falling bottles. Didn't he say he was on the construction site? Why are you still in the mood to drink?

Su fan frowned and listened quietly. There was anger on the opposite side. The opposite side was quiet for a while. He could only hear the thick gasp.

If Su fan didn't like the sound, he thought the other side would be smoking soon.

"I advise you not to mess with me. Isn't it just a broken delivery man? I'll give you money when you move here. Can't I afford how much? It's like a psycho."

Su fan was more or less angry when he listened to the last curse. He just wanted to scold back, but he began to say it again.

"Who am I? I've seen more blood than you've eaten. If you can't send it, I'll complain to you, then smash your house, and find some brothers to kill you, so that you can't listen to me."

I guess I drank a lot of wine on the other side, otherwise I wouldn't say such rough words.

Su fan helped the forehead and wanted to persuade the other party, but he said so. Can he still communicate with him?

"Don't you just don't give cement? Do you? You also said you would give money. Then you'd better find someone else to move. Why do you have to embarrass me?"

In fact, Su fan doesn't care much about the positive and negative comments. The key is that the other party's attitude and ideas really surprised him.

Su fan thought his words could sober the other side for a while, but he didn't know that after the other party sneered. He could hear the sound of drinking water, and then began to yell.

"Is your mother dead? Does TMD scream in the rich woman's bed every day, and then you can't get out of bed. You know how to take your SB takeout in the car all day? What's arrogant about a takeout? You can't even find a serious job."

Su fan takes a deep breath and tries to keep himself calm and have the quality that a person should have.

"Sir, please pay attention to your words. Why do you embarrass me?"

"Can you fucking control it? I love to bully and deliver takeout. If you have the ability, come here and see how I kill you."

Su fan pursed his lips. At the same time, he just received the takeout from the shopkeeper, and his fist became tighter and tighter.

Su fan is not a person who can bear it. He drove to the building, but here is an abandoned hospital. It will be demolished soon, so everything is very messy.

Su fan carefully walks to the designated place. The designated place is a house, which is very empty. It is about the size of the first floor of a whole building. Usually it is some supermarkets and canteens.

Su fan put the takeout down, but didn't adjust his mode back. He rolled up his sleeves and just wanted to find the opposite side to discuss what bullying is, but the man across the street suddenly shouted and then sneered.

What kind of moth is this?

Su fan looked inside and happened not to see him. There was a big man drinking wine. The knife seemed to be on the table just now, but now it fell on the ground and almost stabbed his foot, so he called.

The reason for laughing is probably self mockery.

The ground in the house is close to the state of soil. It seems that cement will be poured soon.

The man didn't notice Su fan. With a sneer, he picked up the knife on the ground. The reflection on the knife reflected his scarred face and smiled very deeply.

"It's estimated that another sb will die today. I hate these psychopaths who deliver takeout. There's nothing to look for."

After that, he took a drink and then rose to his feet, and picked up the shovel and dug the hole.

Su fan is frightened by his posture. Is he going to kill himself?

But there's no reason at all.

Su fan fumbled his head and saw that his face was more and more familiar, with a scar on his left face, as if he had seen it there.

I had some influence in the police station before. It seems that I painted this face on a plane.

Su fan picked up his cell phone and squatted next to him, quietly listening to his voice. Then he checked the person's information on the Internet, completely afraid to make a sound.

This time is estimated to be the distance between life and death.

But fortunately, although this place is dark, the signal is not blocked.

Su fan looks at his software slowly highlighting the scar man's face. The result is still the plan of the police station, but it's not an advertisement, but a Chi naked wanted notice.

Seeing what scar man had done before, Su fan's eyes changed.

"This person has committed many crimes and committed crimes continuously across several provinces, but he has not been caught by the police station. Now he is more and more rampant, killing three people in seven days. If you see him, please contact us!"

Su fan pulled the corners of his mouth. Although he said that he was not calm, he didn't panic at all.

So you're being watched?

Su fan suddenly smiled. Why is it all on him?

But he is not afraid at all. After all, his identity is there. It is estimated that nothing can make him afraid.

Su fan thought for a moment, and finally found a phone number in the address book. This phone number is the private contact information left by the previous officers. If there are some other things, you can send some information on this phone, but you'd better not call it.

At ordinary times, those officers are also respectful to him. It is estimated that they will return the news in seconds.

Su fan photographed the situation inside, focused the lens on the scar man's face, then sent it to the officers and commented a few words.

"What do you think? I can't get away now."

Su fan sent it. Within a minute, a message came from the opposite side.

Almost surprised the people inside.

Su fan turns his cell phone to mute and quietly looks at the news above.

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