The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 3755
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“Bang!”
Qian Xianghuang was not dead, but his whole body seemed to have been dead for a while, his eyes were dull and his limbs were weak.
Ye Fan’s shot did not blow off Qian Xianghuang’s head, but hit the pillow next to him. However, the sound of the gunshot made Qian Xianghuang feel like he was declared dead.
At that moment, her movements and thoughts were all frozen, and her head was even whiter.
My body was even more wet than ever before.
It took Qian Xianghuang three minutes to regain his composure. His eyes had a little life, but they were more of a trance and fear.
Ye Fan poked the woman’s shoulder with the hot muzzle: “Don’t be in a daze, you are still alive!”
“Ah——”
Qian Xianghuang screamed and woke up completely. He wanted to struggle, but the weapon in Ye Fan’s hand suppressed him.
She reflexively wanted to resist, but her murderous intention was as weak as a layer of frost, quickly washed away by the sun, and she lay down on the massage table as if resigned to her fate.
She seemed to think of the bodyguards in black and the phantom gunman falling to the ground, and also seemed to think of the gunshot that lingered in her mind.
She stared at Mark and squeezed out: “You… you didn’t kill me…”
“Just because we haven’t killed yet, doesn’t mean we won’t kill!”
Ye Fan tilted the gun again and pulled the trigger suddenly, and there was another loud bang at the scene.
Qian Xianghuang screamed uncontrollably and experienced the torture of death again. This time it took five minutes to recover.
“It’s only three things!”
Ye Fan smiled lightly: “The first two shots allowed you to adapt to the aura of death, but this one will really kill you.”
While speaking, Ye Fan slowly returned the weapon in his hand to its straight position and slowly moved it to Qian Xianghuang’s face.
The hotness became more and more stinging, and the oppression became more and more intense. This also made Qian Xianghuang’s eyes become more and more frightened and desperate.
“Suffer death!”
Ye Fan suddenly shook his right hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Qian Xianghuang’s forehead.
“I was wrong, I was really wrong!”
Qian Xianghuang completely collapsed, grabbed Ye Fan’s wrist and shouted: “I promise you anything, I will do anything for you!”
Ye Fan released his weapon and stood up.
Qian Xianghuang was instantly startled, then dropped his weapon and knelt on the ground with a plop.
A proud and free soul disappeared.
“Are you willing to do anything for me?”
Ye Fan said indifferently: “Then I let you kill Qian Qingyun, are you willing?”
Qian Xianghuang’s body trembled, and the half-covered bath towel completely slipped off, and then he squeezed out: “I am willing…”
Ye Fan patted the woman with great satisfaction: “Yes, I died once and my consciousness has improved.”
“I give you three days, is that enough to kill him?”
Ye Fan killed so many children of the Qingyun Society today and disrupted the orphanage signing ceremony. He and the Qingyun Society were considered to be mortal enemies.
Although Qingyunhui is just a bigger ant in Ye Fan’s eyes, the bite of the ant is still very painful.
Moreover, the Qingyun Society has a close relationship with the Qian family. If Ye Fan conflicts with the Qian family in the future, he will inevitably face attacks from the Qingyun Society again.
He finally decided to strike first and destroy Qian Qingyun of the Qingyun Society.
Qian Xianghuang looked hesitant and said, “Three days… is enough time, but there is a problem.”
Ye Fan said calmly: “What’s the problem?”
Qian Xianghuang exhaled a long breath: “Qian Qingyun is afraid of death. In addition to the eight guardians, there is also a one-eyed gunman beside him.”
“That gunman not only has superb marksmanship and always hits the mark, but he is also trusted by Qian Qingyun.”
“He stayed close to Qian Qingyun almost 24 hours a day. Even if Qian Qingyun had sex with a woman, he would stand in the corner of the room and wait.”
“If there is any clue or suspicion, the one-eyed gunman can kill him first and then kill him.”
“An enemy once arranged for two girls from the Eagle Kingdom to seduce Qian Qingyun and wanted to kill Qian Qingyun in bed without attracting anyone’s attention. As a result, his head was shot as soon as he had the intention to kill.”
“Another time, the female killer smeared poison on her lips, trying to kill Qian Qingyun at the cost of killing a thousand enemies and damaging herself eight hundred, but the one-eyed person also saw through it.”
“So if you want to kill Qian Qingyun, you must first get rid of the one-eyed gunman.”
“Otherwise, I would have been shot dead by him before I even made a move.”
“By the way, the Phantom Gunners were also trained by the One-Eyed Gunner.”
Qian Xianghuang told Ye Fan about the difficult problems he might encounter: “His observation and acumen are the strongest among the masters I have ever seen.”
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes when he heard this: “This one-eyed gunman is so awesome? It’s interesting!”
Qian Xianghuang frowned: “He saved Qian Qingyun’s life several times. Qian Qingyun trusts him more than me. It’s not easy to deal with.”
Ye Fan asked: “What is the origin of this one-eyed gunman?”
“I don’t know.”
Qian Xianghuang rubbed his head: “But Qian Qingyun once showed off to me after drinking, saying that he was the thief of the century…”
Ye Fan became interested: “The thief of the century? There are so many sleeping dragons and phoenixes in this small Hangzhou?”
He thought of the twenty gangsters that Nangong Youyou had uncovered in the past few days, and couldn’t help but wonder how Hangzhou could hide so many shady bosses.
Qian Xianghuang saw that Ye Fan was interested in the one-eyed gunman, so he quickly told what he knew, hoping that Ye Fan would help kill this guy:
“That’s what Qian Qingyun said. He also said that the one-eyed gunman is very good. Not only can one person wipe out a gang, but he also killed the official’s heavy troops six times.”
“He also saved the one-eyed gunman during the sixth siege. Since then, he has had a personal protector.”
“The Qingyun Society can grow to this extent not only because of the Qian family’s wealth, but also because of the one-eyed gunman’s domineering power.”
Qian Xianghuang showed the opponent’s tyranny: “At least half of the Qingyun Society was brought back by the one-eyed gunman.”
Ye Fan nodded: “Yes, this person gave me a sense of fighting spirit.”
“Now I’m looking forward to meeting him sooner.”
“By the way, you just said that he protects Qian Qingyun almost 24 hours a day?”
He added: “Doesn’t he have his own destination or preferences?”
Qian Xianghuang racked his brains and thought: “He eats and lives with Qian Qingyun almost all the time, except when he goes to the bathroom, but that lasts for at most three minutes.”
“And for the three minutes he leaves, he will ask the eight guardians of the Qingyun Society and his disciples to closely guard Qian Qingyun and not let anyone get close.”
“So he is really inseparable. As for where to stay or other hobbies, there is no such thing.”
Qian Xianghuang’s pretty face showed helplessness: “At least I don’t know!”
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: “He is really a dedicated bodyguard.”
Qian Xianghuang suddenly slapped his thigh, seeming to remember something important:
“By the way, I remembered something!”
“He leaves Qian Qingyun and Qingyun Club for two hours on the first day of every month.”
“It is rumored that he is going to West Lake Cemetery to offer incense to a deceased person.”
“Every month will pass, rain or shine. This is also the longest time limit he can leave Qian Qingyun.”
She added: “I don’t know who to worship specifically and what relationship he has with the deceased.”
“Very good, this information is enough!”
Ye Fan burst into a smile: “The first day of junior high school, the day after tomorrow is the first day of junior high school. Don’t worry, I won’t let him pass the first year of junior high school. You also remember your promise.”
After saying that, Ye Fan patted the woman’s pretty face, then turned and left the room.
“Ah——”
Seeing Ye Fan’s back disappear at the door, Qian Xianghuang felt completely relieved and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Then she looked at the dead phantom gunman and the bodyguard in black and roared angrily, and punched the massage table several times with hatred.
The shame and hatred poured back in like a tide as the crisis was resolved.
Regardless of the coolness on her body, she gathered her last strength and moved a few meters, reaching out to pick up a mobile phone.
She clicked on her phone.
Soon, the phone was connected, and a middle-aged man’s rough voice came:
“Huanghuang, why did you call me suddenly? Do you want to ask me for reinforcements?”
“I already know about the press conference. Except for the group of one-eyed gunmen, you can handle the rest of the gold and silver medal masters.”
“As long as I can give you a vent, as long as I can get justice for the Qingyun Society, no matter how many people die, I will know it.”
The other party was very proud: “If you still can’t kill that kid, I can call Mr. Qian and borrow some martial arts masters to suppress you.”
“No, no…”
Qian Xianghuang coughed a few times: “President, I want to tell you, that boy…”
She wanted to say that Mark had come to the presidential suite, killed the phantom gunman, and used her to deal with him, but when the words came to her lips, she took it back.
She thought of the bodyguards in black who fell to the ground, the collapse of those two gunshots, and Ye Fan’s coldness in saying that there were only three things to say.
The other end of the phone asked: “What’s wrong with that kid? He went to find you?”
There is no doubt that the other party is Qian Qingyun, President of Qingyun.
Qian Xianghuang came back to his senses: “No, I just want to say that that kid is difficult to deal with. I think we need to hire a few more experts.”
Qian Qingyun laughed loudly: “Don’t worry, in this three-acre area of Hangzhou, no matter whether it is a dragon or a tiger, he will definitely die. I will ask the Martial Alliance to borrow some experts to help you.”
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
Qian Xianghuang was also holding his mobile phone blankly, feeling guilty and entangled in his heart, thinking that he was really going to be forced by the Qingyun Society to kill the president?
She had fully cooperated with Mark just now, it was just a survival instinct, but now she relaxed, and the entanglement came up.
She pounded the floor with her hands: “That’s the person who gave herself wealth and glory, gave herself a transcendent status, and pampered herself extremely…”
“I’ll add money!”
Just when Qian Xianghuang was struggling in his heart, there was a slight heat on his back and someone pressed against him.
Ye Fan’s voice came from his ears like a nightmare: “You are the next President Qingyun…”
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