The corners of Han Chen's mouth, the King of Hell, were slightly raised, with an evil smile on his face. He looked like a complete villain. He looked at Chu Fan, his eyes full of teasing.
There is no respect for the strong,
"Haha... That's right, I am your terminator, King of Hell Han Chen!"
He spoke very casually, as if he was talking about trivial matters. In his opinion, Chu Fan could handle it at will.
Chu Fan frowned slightly, suddenly speechless, and said sarcastically:
"Sure enough, the Black Dragon Club is not good at anything. It is the best at pretending. And the higher the level, the better it is at pretending!"
However, the evil smile on Han Chen's face remained unchanged and he said:
"I won't let you care about the dying person. Originally, you were not qualified to die in my hands. However, you have repeatedly allowed all the assassins of my Black Dragon Guild to be wiped out.
The president ordered that I must take action personally, otherwise a small role like you would only be dealt with by a high-level assassin. "
Chu Fan kept observing Han Chen and found that although this man seemed to be relaxed, he was actually always making a gesture of running away, always watching Chu Fan's every move.
If a top killer wants to run away, it will take a lot of effort for Chu Fan to catch up. Although he can catch up, Zhou Meilan will lose protection.
He wasn't sure if Han Chen had any backup plans.
Chu Fan asked in a deep voice:
"Han Chen, where is the headquarters of the Black Dragon Society?"
Han Chen sneered:
"Haha...you don't want to steal the house directly, do you?"
"What? You don't dare to tell me, are you afraid that I will ruin your home?" Chu Fan laughed.
Just when Chu Fan was about to take action, Han Chen suddenly said with a smile:
"Before I kill the target person, I will first put the target in constant fear of death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Chen disappeared.
Chu Fan was speechless. This killer was a bit mentally disturbed. He would just kill him next time he met him.
When she returned to Zhou Meilan's house, Zhou Meilan just woke up.
She stretched out comfortably and let out a dragon's roar.
"So comfortable!"
Then she unconsciously sat on Chu Fan's lap again, hugged his neck, and said coquettishly:
"I still sleep soundly next to you. I can't sleep well at my grandpa's house these days. I am becoming more and more dependent on you. What should I do?"
Chu Fan ignored her, but he did not refuse Zhou Meilan sitting on his lap. After all, Zhou Meilan's flower god physique can fully attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It makes it easier for him to breathe in and out spiritual energy, thereby restoring his cultivation.
Zhou Meilan continued:
"Chu Fan~ Why don't you marry me, and then you become the president of the Zhou Group, so that I can sleep well every day?
It’s so hard to be the president~”
Chu Fan ignored her and continued to breathe out spiritual energy.
"Hmph~ Pretending to be reserved!"
Zhou Meilan rolled her eyes at him and went to take a shower.
When she came out of the shower, she wore a strapless lace mini-nightgown, which fully showed off her curvy figure and long legs.
Then... he sat on Chu Fan's lap, leaned into his ear and said:
"How about we practice dual cultivation~"
As she spoke, she nodded her long white legs and said proudly:
"Chu Fan, aren't you a leg control? Look at my legs. Are they white or not? Are they long? They are neither thick nor thin. Do you like them?"
Chu Fan was immediately speechless and felt the need to talk to her carefully,
"Ms. Meilan, you've been a little too big when you talk to me recently. Please respect yourself. When did I say that I was leg-controlling?"
Zhou Meilan rolled her eyes at him, snorted and said:
"Hmph~ When you were treating the bruises on my legs last time, you kept staring at my legs and said it wasn't leg control."
"I'm treating your legs. Where can I look other than your legs? Should I look at your face?"
"Isn't my face beautiful?"
Chu Fan glanced at her, and there was nothing to say about her appearance.
Then knock her out directly!
Early the next morning,
On the way to send Zhou Meilan to the Li Group, Chu Fan received a call from Situ Yan.
"Sect Master, more than a hundred Chen family masters have arrived in Tianzhou, and many of them are active near the Truman headquarters. But Sect Master, don't worry, the masters arranged by the Su family are already hidden in the Truman headquarters.
After the Murong family learned about this, they also arranged for experts to come to Truman! "
"Got it!" Chu Fan hung up the phone.
In Zhou Meilan's office, Chu Fan meditated for a day like Lao Zeng. He found that the place chosen by the Li Group was an absolute treasure of Feng Shui.
It has the wonderful effect of gathering spiritual energy, especially in Zhou Meilan's office. The spiritual energy is very strong, and his realm has been restored to another level.
Zhou Meilan was busy until nine o'clock in the evening when she got off work.
On the way back, the driver Wang Hai braked suddenly. Just when he was about to curse out of habit, he suddenly shut up.
It was still Han Chen, the King of Hell, who came to block the road.
"Who is this?" Zhou Meilan asked puzzledly.
"The killer of the Black Dragon Society!"
"Oh, then go ahead and kill him."
Immediately, Chu Fan got out of the car, came to Han Chen, and said coldly:
"Stop playing your little tricks and take action!"
However, Han Chen still had an evil smile on his face, and he said jokingly:
"Chu Fan, it's too easy to kill you. It's just that I like to play cat and mouse games.
Before hunting an opponent, I will appear at his home, his office, or even his lover's home, filling him with fear at all times.
When my opponent breaks down due to fear, I will slowly torture him and let him leave this world in extreme pain.
That's what makes killing people fun, right? "
Chu Fan gave him a disgusted look, he was really a psychopath, and wanted to subdue him when he completely dropped his guard.
"Haha... Chu Fan, you must have been so nervous that you didn't sleep all night last night, okay? Tsk... Did this feeling make you collapse?"
Han Chen looked at Chu Fan with a sneer on his face. He expected that Chu Fan was just bluffing. When facing him, he would be extremely frightened.
After all, he is the famous King of Hell, the second killer of the Black Dragon Society.
Chu Fan sneered disdainfully:
"I really want to know where your confidence comes from. Take action now. I have no interest in playing cat and mouse games with you. Even if I play, you are the mouse and I am the cat!"
As he spoke, Chu Fan kept observing Han Chen's posture and found that he had lowered his guard a little.
"Chu Fan, I have assassinated more than one head of one of the top 100 families in China, as well as thirty gang leaders. These were all well-known big shots in life.
Everyone is the one you, Chu Fan, look up to. Where do you think my confidence comes from? But for you, dying in my hands is the greatest honor in your life.
When we get to the underworld, we can show off to those brats~"
Chu Fan saw that Han Chen had almost lowered his guard and was about to take action when a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly appeared. He looked at Chu Fan and said coldly:
"Are you Chu Fan?"
