Chapter 753 Revenge Begins

The shooting at the flight school caused shock among the high-level officials. Their target was Fan Zhen, who has become very popular in the entertainment and political circles recently. At the scene of the shooting, the people repeatedly checked the relevant situation with Zhen Fan, and Maxi testified on the sidelines, and there were cameras in the hangar, which proved that this was a premeditated assassination.

"Mr. Zhen, what I can tell you is that this is a murder case against you, and it is very likely that the Russian gangsters did it. They are distributed all over the country, but they have a very strict organization. How long have we been investigating them? But...there is no evidence to bring them to justice." A police detective said to Zhen Fan, "Sorry, we will send people to protect you 24 hours a day!"

"Don't you think our target is not clear enough?" Zhen Fan frowned, then looked at the agents around him, sighed, and was about to say something when his phone rang. I took it out and looked at it. It was Sarah who called. Her first sentence made Zhen Fan feel her toughness.

"How do you want to deal with them? Count me in!"

Zhen Fan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and said, "You are an agent, and you don't plan to act within the scope of the law? You want to break this rule? Or do you not want to do this thing anymore?"

"Forget it, lose it if you lose it, I'll be a private detective." Sarah snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction with her job, "Tell me, I can help you, at least I can tell you about them Where is the headquarters of the headquarters, and who are their leaders? In short, as long as I know what you want, I will help you. If I don’t know, I will find a way to help you! I know they can’t form a A threat, but a threat to the women around you!"

That's a good point. Unless they don't go out anymore, or live by Zhen Fan's side forever. Do nothing, but that's obviously not okay.

"Okay, transfer the information you know to my mobile phone!" Zhen Fan nodded, "As for the fights and killings, you'd better not get involved, I'll take care of it!"

"Well, it's up to you, but remember. I'm your backer!" After speaking, Sarah hung up the phone and sent all the things she found in the database to Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan's mobile phone kept beeping, and all the information was sent to Zhen Fan from the Internet. When Zhen Fan opened it to read it, he couldn't help nodding. The information obtained basically matched, but the killer's qualifications were very low and the information was incomplete. The one sent by Sarah is much more complete, including their names, identities in the organization, the location of the main activities, and so on. Of course it's not perfect. At least they didn't find any clear evidence of the Russian gang's huge drug trafficking, human trafficking, organizing prostitution, arms trafficking and other illegal activities.

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Failure to find such evidence meant that they could not take action against these bastards, but this was enough for Zhen Fan. He doesn't need evidence, he just needs to prove that these are things they have done or are doing.

"I'm sorry to cause you trouble!" Zhen Fan got rid of the entanglement of the agent and walked to Maxi. He had just finished his confession, "Be careful recently. These people are all after me."

"It's okay, maybe it's coming towards me!" Maxi laughed. "I once beat up a Russian bastard in the street, and then they sent their killer. It must be like this, don't worry about me, I'm someone who served in the elite army, I don't care about these people." He said Joking with Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan knew that it was Maxi who relieved his heart. He didn't have much, so he patted him on the shoulder, then walked to his car, smiled at him and said, "If there is anything you can't handle, just go Look for me, don't be polite to me, you have to be responsible for your own wife and daughter, you are not alone now!"

"I know, thank you, Zhen!" Maxi nodded solemnly.

"It won't be too long, their good days are over!" Zhen Fan looked at Maxi and smiled, then started the car and left the flight school in a hurry. People kept calling along the way. Reporters had already heard about the attack, and it was also reported on the TV news.

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong, stay at home with peace of mind. I'll be back soon!" Zhen Fan replied to everyone's calls like this, and he must do something to make these people who are worried about him feel at ease.

Sokolov has had a good life in prison recently, because the place where he committed the crime belongs to the border of California and Nevada, so after he was finally found guilty, he was transferred to the California State Prison, which is One is in a desert dozens of miles outside of California, and it is relatively close to Nevada.

The TV in the prison showed the scene of Zhen Fan being attacked in the flight school. Sokolov pointed to the figure of Zhen Fan on the TV, made a shooting motion with his fingers, and made a "pop" and "pop" sound from his mouth. Not only him, but also all the Russian gangsters who were caught because of Lucy Yuhai's case.

They were all happily talking about it. Even in the prison, these people are the boss after being huddled together, and no one dares to provoke them. The shooting incident on TV was done by such people, and such an arrogant shooting with a submachine gun is tantamount to a terrorist attack, which is beyond the scope of what gangsters should do.

Such a group of terrorists are still terrorists in the prison, so no one in the prison dares to provoke them, so they naturally enjoy the privilege of being the boss in the prison.

"Sooner or later he will die, it's almost time now!" Sokolov was lying on the bed. At night, what he liked most was being locked in with him, and he was still his boss saying such words. Originally he was thought to be the one who betrayed the gang, but now this group of Russians also understand that it is just the infernal affairs played by the police, so they still choose to believe in their own people, they think that the Russians will not surrender .

"I know, since the organization has started. There is no time to stop halfway!" The boss sighed, "If only we could get out! We can get to know this bastard with our own hands. By the way...how did the headquarters find this out? Zhen this bastard?"

"Probably because of that little girl!" Sokolov snorted. "He did it to get that little girl. What an idiot. What a bastard who deserves hell!"

"You're a bastard too, Sokolov. Although we believe you're innocent, the people at headquarters shouldn't believe it!" The boss knew that sometimes Sokolov should be beaten.

"Boss, you know, I was wished and put together by them!" Sokolov said dejectedly, and now he often does things in front of the boss in a low voice.

"Damn the policeman!" The boss cursed and fell silent. Sokolov didn't dare to make a sound. He can make himself look great in front of other people. But in front of the boss, he still didn't dare to say a word. Although you know how to clean yourself up after going out?

The night in Los Angeles is full of brilliance, one of the largest cities in the world, its night can be said to be brightly lit and very beautiful. But in the huge conference room on the top floor of a building, a strong middle-aged man with blond hair in his forties and fifties in a suit was angrily throwing his teacup to the ground.

In front of him, there were more than thirty people, and they were all silent in front of this guy. He lowered his head, not daring to say a word. Listen to this guy roaring in the conference room: "A top killer, two elites from the special forces. He can't even handle a Chinese, waste!"

His words were like a gust of cold wind blowing over, making these people shudder. Subconsciously, they hurriedly lowered their bowed heads even more. Don't dare to let out the air.

However, there was indeed a gust of cold wind blowing over, and this group of people, including the strong man standing at the front, knew that the wind was blowing in from the door. So this means that the door of the meeting room that was originally closed has been opened. Why did the door that was closed so well open?

"You, go and have a look!" The middle-aged man frowned, casually pointing at a guy in front of him.

The guy nodded quickly. Withdrawing a pistol from his waist, he slowly approached the door. From the street lights outside, it can be seen that there is no one at all. So he turned around and shook his head at the middle-aged man, and said, "Boss...no one, no one saw it, it should be the wind!"

"Go out and have a look!" The middle-aged man glared at the guy.

The man leaned out quickly, then walked a few steps in the corridor, turned around, and smiled at the middle-aged man: "Boss, there is really no one! I can't even see a ghost... Uh... Uh——" He suddenly heard a strange "grunt" sound from his throat, and wanted to speak, but was horrified to find that he could only make a "uh" and "uh" sound, and then a puff shot out from his neck. Strands of blood.

"Close the door—" The middle-aged man suddenly turned over and landed under the oval conference table, shouting loudly at the subordinates who were looking for cover.

But no one dared to step forward, the man in the middle suddenly glanced at the two guys hiding beside him, and shouted in a low voice: "Go, close the door quickly!" He said and raised his pistol at them.

The two guys looked at each other, then clenched the pistols in their hands, held them tightly with both hands, took a breath, and rushed forward suddenly, their goal was the door. As he rushed, he shot randomly with pistols, even though there was nothing in front of him, let alone anyone he hit, but wouldn't this be embarrassing?

As soon as they rushed to the door, the two guys suddenly seemed to be frozen there, motionless. The anxious middle-aged man kept yelling angrily: "What are you doing? Bastard, damn bastard, close that damn door!"

As soon as his words fell, the door seemed to hear his call, and suddenly closed automatically, with a loud "bang", which suddenly frightened the hearts of everyone in the room to a halt. And at this moment, those two people also slowly fell to the ground, their throats seemed to be pierced by something, and blood was gurgling. (To be continued) R580

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