Chapter 100: Both Birthday and Death Day

The car parked behind the Lexus, and Tangxicheng sat motionless in the car.

The three young men put on their stockings, opened the car door and walked out.

The three of them split into two groups and walked around the front door and along the wall toward the backyard.

The backyard not only has a lawn, but also a swimming pool.

Next to it is the flower garden that Qin Bailian took care of herself.

There are only three steps to the terrace, and after going up there is the back door of the kitchen.

A knife appeared in the hands of all three people.

Survival knives bought in specialized stores.

Both in terms of sharpness and length, they are both handy.

Like the locals, all doors and windows are checked only at the back door of the kitchen before going to bed.

At this time, Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun had just eaten some cakes and were eating.

Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun basically didn't talk much when they were eating.

When Xiao Dao appeared, he was facing Fang Hongjun.

When he raised his head and saw the knife, Ah Qi and Roast Chicken had also entered the room.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only five or six meters.

Qin Bailian turned her back to Xiaodao and the others and was picking up food for Fang Hongjun.

Fang Hongjun's first reaction was to throw the bowls and chopsticks in his hand in the direction of the knife, then reached into his pocket and took out a small pistol.

This is his home.

Anyone who enters without permission can be killed at will.

Ever since he knew that Xue San had missed, he had tried to get a gun.

No matter how capable he is, once the Fang family and Zhao family really want to deal with him, there is almost no way for him to resist.

There is basically no other option but to wait to die.

The reason why he had such an idea was because he arranged the matter that Xue San did.

Because his father Fang Junhong also told him, the capital already knew.

In his dream, no matter the Fang family or the Zhao family, as long as they are aristocratic families, there is nothing good.

On the surface, it is a well-known company, but there are many secret things going on behind the scenes.

He only started to really come into contact with these after taking over the Fang family in Yuncheng.

Of course, being able to do things like buying and killing people should be said to be under the influence of Xue San.

That bastard's family is from the underworld.

His instinctive reaction was that the Zhao family sent people to kill him.

The wooden warehouse was bought on the black market and has never left him.

Even in your own bedroom in your apartment, keep it next to your pillow at all times.

This thing is not necessary to use, but it gives yourself a reassurance.

Xiaodao looked at the bowl flying over and just turned sideways.

Ah Qi and Roast Chicken didn't dodge at all.

But when Fang Hongjun took out the wooden warehouse, Xiaodao and the three of them hid in the corner almost at the same time.

Fang Hongjun didn't even turn on the insurance.

He just bought it and had no experience in firing it, not even once.

Qin Bailian's scream didn't come out until this moment.

Fang Hongjun didn't dare to go there. He didn't know if the other party also had such a thing as a wooden warehouse.

If so, he will definitely die.

"Mom, hurry up, call the police!"

Fang Hongjun shouted loudly, "They are sent by the Zhao family!

They are coming to kill me!

Mom, call the police! "

His hands were trembling.

Although he has the experience in the dream, in this real world, he is just a child.

Moreover, even in his dreams, he has never killed anyone with his own hands, okay?

This is almost reaching the limit of what he can bear!

The insurance was turned on.

He wanted to rush over, but was afraid.

Less than three seconds passed before he finally reacted.

If the opponent also has a wooden warehouse, he must have counterattacked at this time.

With his confidence greatly increased, he immediately left Qin Bailian behind, holding the wooden warehouse in both hands, stood up and walked towards the corner of the kitchen.

"Are you sent by the Zhao family?

That idiot Zhao Wei! "

His expression was a little ferocious, and his voice was much louder.

Qin Bailian had collapsed on the chair and couldn't get up at all.

Her phone wasn't on the dining room table either.

On the other side, Xiaodao and the three of them were sweating.

"Young horseman, where did he get the wooden warehouse?" Xiao Dao cursed in a rare low voice.

The three of them were almost retreating to the back door.

Roast Chicken cursed something unknown, turned to the kitchen, raised his hand, opened the two flame eyes and lit the fire, and then put out the fire with several consecutive slaps.

By this time, Ah Qi and Xiao Dao had completely withdrawn. They squatted under the balcony, made gestures, then turned and ran towards the corners behind them.

When Fang Hongjun turned around, no one could be seen.

He couldn't help but get excited.

Damn it, the Zhao family!

Come to country M and kill me, right?

OK OK!

I want to let you see if I will die here.

He walked quickly towards the back door.

Hearing his footsteps, Roast Chicken shrank and hid behind the console in the open kitchen.

In his hand is the kitchen knife holder.

The palms of my hands were covered in sweat.

It's exciting.

These people are proficient in cold weapons rather than wooden warehouses.

Where are there so many opportunities to get this kind of thing in China?

Of course that doesn't mean it's impossible to get.

It’s not that the Chen family doesn’t have a private jet, the key is that it’s not necessary!

The ban on wood warehouses in the country is something the whole world knows about.

So it's normal not to have it.

But this is country M, the country with the second highest number of wooden warehouses per capita in the world.

Fang Hongjun's face was flushed, and he was obviously stimulated by the idea of ​​killing all the people sent by the Zhao family and making the Zhao family lose face.

He just glanced and saw that there was no one in the kitchen, so he thought that the people who came were scared away by the wooden barn in his hand.

Shaoji listened to the sound of the back door opening, he waited for a few seconds, pulled out a knife, and walked towards the dining table.

He wanted to kill Qin Bailian.

Qin Bailian was already scared.

At least twenty seconds had passed, and she was still limp in the chair, and she had no strength to stand up and take out her phone to call the police.

Shaoji walked behind her quietly, raised his hand to cut her throat, turned around and walked towards the back door lightly.

Qin Bailian, dead.

Fang Hongjun, must die.

If Fang had no weapons, according to Uncle Tang's request, he could only fight once, and this kid might still be alive if he was lucky.

Now, he has decided to kill Fang Hongjun, no matter what the cost.

Even if he was hit by Fang Hongjun, he would kill him with a flying knife.

He walked to the door and was about to listen, but he was startled by the sound of a wooden stab outside the door and took a half step back.

Fang Hongjun had a knife stuck in his body.

Xiaodao and Ah Qi were both afraid of bullets, this was instinct.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, had already retreated to the corner.

When Fang Hongjun pushed the door open and walked out, Xiaodao had not made a move yet, but was just running to the corner quickly.

Fang Hongjun cursed while looking for the figures of the three bastards.

He held the gun with both hands, and his momentum was full.

When Ah Qi stuck his head out, Fang Hongjun was looking in another direction, and he threw the knife in his hand out.

Because of the light from the window, the shadow outside seemed particularly dark.

Fang Hongjun didn't notice the flying knife at all.

The knife was inserted under his left ribs and stabbed deeply.

Fang Hongjun screamed, turned around and opened the wooden stab.

He knew he was stabbed, not only in pain, but more in fear.

But it was too dark outside, and he couldn't see anything.

He didn't want to die.

He had a dream, in which Fang Ping'an was already dead.

And he became the helmsman of Yuncheng Fang Group.

In the dream, he was happy with his mother and father.

He worked so hard, desperately seizing all the time to enrich himself and work hard to conquer those old antiques from the aristocratic families in the future.

He still had a bright future.

How could he die in this foreign country?

No.

I can't die.

He pulled the trigger again and again and rushed towards the direction where the knife was flying.

Kill you all!

Ah!

I'm going to kill all you bastards!

Damn Fang Ping'an!

Damn Zhao Wei!

Damn Zhao family!

I'm going to kill you all!