The evil genius doctor came down the mountain, the billionaire president sent a marriage letter

The policeman was in a hurry: "Wu Yanan, shall we just watch him mess around?"

Wu Yanan asked back: "Then you are going to draw a gun on him? Do you want us to be on the hot search tomorrow and be criticized?"

"This is a killer, he deserves to die, let him have a trial."

The police were silent for a while.

He wanted to stop him, but he couldn't beat Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan continued to give acupuncture.

The second stitch goes down.

Killer Flying Pigeon's pain multiplied a hundredfold.

The third stitch goes down.

Feige was already in pain, and cried, "Please, give me a good time, I don't want to live anymore, please, kill me with one knife."

Zhang Fan said coldly: "You can choose to be immortal, as long as you confess who your upline is, and I will withdraw the silver needle."

"I said, I said."

Fei Ge couldn't bear the severe physical and mental pain, and hurriedly confessed: "Uncle Zhong Watch Shop, Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong is my upline."

"Thanks for informing."

Zhang Fan dropped the killer and got into the car immediately.

Woo~!

The Koenigsegg one1 sports car rushed onto the road.

"Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan!"

Wu Yanan shouted angrily.

"What now?" asked the policeman.

"What else can I do? Chase."

In front of Uncle Zhong’s watch shop.

The car stopped.

Mo Qianqian worried: "You really want to go in? Why don't you leave it to the police."

Zhang Fan said coldly: "You are afraid that you will confess some people who should not be confessed."

Mo Qianqian's face turned pale.

Zhang Fan opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing this, Mo Qianqian hurriedly got out of the car.

Enter the watch shop.

Uncle Zhong, who was reading the newspaper, raised his eyes and asked, "You two, do you want to repair your watch?"

Zhang Fan replied: "Hey, please kill me, don't you recognize me?"

Uncle Zhong replied with a smile: "Mr. really likes to joke."

Zhang Fan sneered, "Don't move your hands, I'm not afraid of the pistols under the counter."

Uncle Zhong's smile froze immediately, and his sneaky left hand also froze.

He's a lefty, and lefty shooters are hard to guard against.

Zhang Fan sneered at Uncle Zhong: "The killer you sent, isn't that good? He failed to kill me, and even gave you a confession. The police will come soon."

Uncle Zhong's eyes suddenly closed.

Zhang Fan continued: "Old man, I can let you go."

"But let it go, there are conditions, you know."

Uncle Zhong replied, "You want to know who the buyer is?"

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth curled up: "Smart man, I hope you don't mess with me about industry regulations. I hate this set of fake tough bones the most. You are already old, so you can't stand torture."

Uncle Zhong hummed: "Understood, young man, in fact, you should have already guessed the buyer you are looking for."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "I need you to tell the person's name, otherwise, some people won't give up."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Qianqian.

Mo Qianqian's face turned pale.

Uncle Zhong replied: "The buyer spent 1000 million to repair your watch. Her name is Mo Baihe, and she is Miss Mo Qianqian's third aunt."

"very good."

Zhang Fan said to Uncle Zhong: "Let's cooperate happily, you can run away now."

"Thank you."

Uncle Zhong left immediately.

The siren sounded immediately, and the police car came.

Wu Yanan led people into the watch shop.

"What about people?"

Zhang Fan replied: "Wenfeng escaped first, but unfortunately, it became an unsolved case, bad luck, let's go."

Zhang Fan took Mo Qianqian's small waist and left.

Wu Yanan and a group of policemen watched him leave, full of doubts.

"Is this guy the master who will give up easily?"