Zhang Fan then laughed, and he gently patted Daeye's shoulder, "Tell me why he attacked Song Jian and Yinzi."

"This is really not what I mean. I don't want to do this." Dae Ei was almost crying from the side, but he didn't dare to move around. "This matter was arranged from head to toe by Thangka, planned by Thangka, and acted by Thangka without authorization. It really has nothing to do with me. Thangka, all Thangkas are Thangkas. I didn't know when he took action. When I was waiting for me to react, they had already killed Song Jian. I was really helpless because everyone knew that we were from the same group. If Thangkas turned against me, it would be equivalent to me. So I could only throw it away and search for the silver with them, but we didn't find the silver. Really, I didn't actually participate in any substantial actions. If you don't believe me, just ask and inquire." Dae Ei quickly began to excuse himself from the side.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he completely understood that Song Jian's death was because of the rebellion of Thangka and Dae E. He had no other secret trouble. At this moment, his whole body showed his murderous aura, with a fierce look on his face. "Do you think you can run away? As long as the person I am Zhang Fan is targeting, there is nothing that can run away. No matter where you are, I will dig it out. You don't need to explain to me, and I am not here to listen to you and me. I just want to see if there is any other mastermind behind you." Speaking of this, Zhang Fan was extremely fast, raised his hand and covered Dae Evil's mouth, and pulled out the dagger inserted into Dae Evil's hand with his other hand, and looked at Dae Evil's neck.

Blood splattered from Dae Ei's neck. He covered his neck, widened his eyes, and his expression was extremely painful. He began to roll back and forth on the bed. Zhang Fan touched his nose and watched Dae Ei struggle on the bed. Until Dae Ei completely stopped breathing, he smiled ferociously. There was also a lot of blood on his hands. He carried the dagger and turned around and walked out. At the moment when he pushed open the door of the room, the sunlight outside shone on his face. The scorching sun at noon was a little dazzling. He squinted his eyes. The daemon reflected a dazzling cold light under the sunlight. The people in the yard were holding cards in their hands and were still playing cards with a smile. Zhang Fan walked towards them step by step like a god of death.

The first man to look up and see Zhang Fan, he immediately stood up and pointed at Zhang Fan, unable to speak. The other figures on the side were talking and laughing. When they were still staring at the man, they all felt something was wrong. They all subconsciously looked at Zhang Fan. Everyone's eyes revealed the fear and disbelief from the bottom of their hearts. They had seen Zhang Fan and knew very well. In an instant, the scorching sun was red...

There was a water tank in the yard, filled with water, Zhang Fan's face and blood was covered in his body, he was bare-handed and soaked his whole head in the water tank, the sun was scorching, and at this moment, it was very refreshing, and all the blood was slowly diluted in the clear water. Zhang Fan closed his eyes and held his breath for a long time. He got up, shook his head, revealing a trace of fatigue. He returned to the room. After a while, he changed into new clothes, and he brought his evil straw hat and left the house.

Zhang Fan wandered around the street aimlessly. In order to track down the group of people, he could almost say that he would not eat or sleep. All his energy was here, looking for clues about them. Finally, he blocked them here. But to be honest, after taking revenge, Zhang Fan did not feel any pleasure, but instead felt the emptiness and confusion from the heart. He walked on the street and watched the crowd coming and going, a sense of loneliness from the heart swept across his body. He suddenly felt a little tired. He didn't know what he had done over the years, and his mind was still full of longing for Song Jian. So many years, it was a blink of an eye.

As he thought about it, Zhang Fan's eyes became wet. He immediately sat on the side of the road, lowered his head and didn't say anything. He sat here for a long time. At this moment, the feeling of fatigue came again and he had calmed down. He finally felt hungry. He entered a small restaurant next to him, ordered some food, and swallowed it by himself. A meal was swept away the wind and clouds. When he was halfway through, tears were circling in his eyes. He drank a big sip of wine, "Why do people have feelings?" He said to himself and laughed mockingly. Because of his professional habits, even if he was eating, he would choose a very secret corner, which was convenient for him to observe everything in the room and hide.

While he was eating, four figures came in at the door. These four people were strong and walked with their heads raised their chests. They knew they were not ordinary people at first sight. Although they were all wearing casual clothes, their temperament seemed to give people the feeling of being a trainer. From these people in, Zhang Fan had already noticed something was wrong, but he did not move. Behind these people, three groups of people came in one after another, four of them in each group were very orderly. Although they came in separately, a discerning person could tell at a glance that these people were from the same group.

They were scattered at different tables around them, ordering their own dishes and eating, and they didn't speak. Zhang Fan found Qin Long's figure from the crowd. Qin Long was wearing a pair of sunglasses and sat in the center, looking like a big brother-like style. Zhang Fan and others could still recognize Qin Long, Wang Zhi, and Cai Shang's childhood friends.

Zhang Fan looked at the remaining faces next to him again. No matter how he looked, he felt familiar. After a moment, Zhang Fan became much more cautious. These people were wrecked people. They were really enemies. They actually appeared here. And the situation is very awkward. Zhang Fan did not pretend to be any, but only wore a straw hat. As one of the main backbones around Wang Ying, these people would not know him as long as they noticed him. There were so many wrecked soldiers, and all the key positions were full of people. He could not run even if he wanted to run.

Zhang Fan also had a big heart. Seeing that there was no way out, he smiled and reached out to the waiter, "Waiter, get the menu, I'll order a few more dishes!" He ate with big mouthfuls, without even looking at it. Qin Long and his group didn't seem to have the heart to observe the surrounding situation. They seemed to be in a hurry. Not only did they order some food, but they also packed a lot of food. They finished their food voraciously, and the packaged food came. A wrecked soldier gave the money, and then the group of people turned around and left.

Seeing that they all left, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief from the side. At this moment, someone from the side patted his shoulder. Zhang Fan subconsciously turned his head, and he turned to his head at a very fast speed. At the moment of turning his head, a dagger appeared in his hand, and he almost called him up directly. He saw another strange face. The man smiled at Zhang Fan, "Brother, where did you buy this straw hat? It's quite unique. This logo is very novel!"

Zhang Fan's back was already wet. He glanced at the man and ignored him. He took down his straw hat and took a look. When he looked at it, he realized that there were a few small pieces of dried blood on his straw hat. The blood was quite obvious. When he saw these blood stains, Zhang Fan subconsciously took a breath. He turned around and looked at the man next to him. The man was still saying, "Where did you buy this? What brand?"

Zhang Fan couldn't care about the authenticity at this moment. He picked up the straw hat, turned around and left, leaving the small restaurant, and saw the backs of Qin Long not far away. He hesitated for a moment, and then he followed...

Late at night, the Jin Triangle Land, among the forests at the foot of the hiking mountain range on the easternmost side of the area, there were few people here, with lush trees. Qin Long and the wrecked soldiers in his hand, had gathered here. The group of people are now surrounded, and one of the wrecked soldiers took the lead in saying, "The large army will arrive here as early as tomorrow morning. Before the large army arrives here, General Cai will let us familiarize ourselves with and control all the nearby terrain and control ambush."

Qin Long looked up at the surroundings and said to himself, "This Dashengzi assigned me this fresh work day by day, what are you doing in such a wilderness place?" He said, while looking at another wreckage soldier on the side, "Are we now leaving the Golden Triangle?"

"Normal circumstances, our current location has little to do with the Golden Triangle. In name, it is still collectively called the Golden Triangle. In fact, it is nothing more. Moreover, the mountain behind us is already another border line. After passing the mountain behind us, it belongs to the border line between the old wo and the tai country. Walking there is the old wo, and walking to the other side is the tai country." After the soldier reported, Qin Long shook his head, but he didn't understand what was going on.
Chapter completed!