"His Majesty……"

Ji Qianming thought to himself as a great title.

Zhang Fan looked at his watch, stood up slowly, and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Ji Qianming saw that Zhang Fan was about to leave, so he hurriedly stood up, "It's not peaceful outside, don't forget that there are still thugs chasing us."

Zhang Fan took off his black coat from the clothes hanger at the door and spoke lightly: "I'm going to find someone."

"Look for an enemy?"

"Um."

"I'll go with you."

Zhang Fan was stunned and turned his head to find Ji Qianming looking at him seriously.

"We are friends, you are my boss."

After last night's life-and-death battle, the two of them had a life-and-death relationship, and Ji Qianming had already regarded Zhang Fan as a friend in his heart.

Although he was a little out of his usual form and was not a regular person, he was always very loyal. Yesterday, Zhang Fan also carried a lot of people to kill him. If he retreated now, he would look down on himself.

Ji Qianming suddenly felt a sense of passion in his heart, and he was filled with passion. He wanted to follow Zhang Fan out to kill all directions immediately, and respect his brotherly feelings with his enemies' blood!

"I don't need friends." Zhang Fan was silent for a long time and spoke coldly.

Ji Qianming: "..."

Ji Qianming never expected to hear such an answer. He felt a stream of cold water pouring himself from head to toe, and his high fighting spirit was instantly extinguished.

Zhang Fan opened the door and walked out without looking back. Another sentence came vaguely.

"My enemy is very strong, you will die."

Ji Qianming stood there in a daze, looking at the direction where Zhang Fan left. After a long time, he showed a bright smile.

...

Chengyuan Heavy Industry.

The sound of high heels echoed in the long corridor, and a charming woman was walking from the end of the corridor.

Next to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the man with a six-pointed mask turned around, and a hoarse voice came from under the mask: "Are you all arranged?"

"Hehehe." Hua Gui chuckled, "They have already arranged it. The entire Chengyuan Heavy Industry has been guarding all the 51st floors, and there are armed thugs guarding each layer, so you can't even fly in."

"Where is that place?"

"Of course, that place is guarded by others in person."

The warlock nodded and said lightly: "It's almost time to calculate it. Now it's probably because Gou Chen's people are busy. I'm about to set off. You must guard that place."

"Hey, our little newbie doesn't seem to be able to come back." Hua Gui suddenly thought of something and his voice became sad, "I've been greedy for a long time."

"Hmph, that trash." The warlock snorted coldly, "Don't worry about him. Although that young man is not simple, it is still important to complete the task now."

At this moment, the brows under the mask suddenly frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

Strange, where did the special envoy go? He has never seen the special envoy again since the last meeting, which made him slightly worried. After all, it is still a bit difficult to go to the strict guards of Jinshan alone. If the special envoy is here, he will have a chance of success.

He shook his head. The special envoy's mission was to stop the King of the Underworld. As for the others, he had no need and had no power to take care of them.

...

noon.

The noisy city was roasted by the sun, and there were crowds of people on the streets. I don’t know which shop was playing cheerful music on the street, which was very lively.

In a shade beside the road, a handsome young man stood quietly, out of place with the world.

Zhang Fan glanced at his phone and found a message he received two days ago.

"The Sky Eye observed the puppet master at 2:43:19 pm on July 26, location: No. 8 Xuefu Road, Zhenjiang. There are 72 hours left before the next observation."

He looked up and saw that this was an ordinary cafe with a small store. It was a long time since the appearance, and there were a few large brown characters written on the top of the glass door.

Manmao Cafe.

Zhang Fan observed at the door for a long time, then pushed the door open and entered.

"Ding, welcome!"

The sound of electronics sounded, and a strong aroma of coffee beans came. The interior furnishings were standard Western cafe style, with brown tones, and several wooden tables. At this moment, several guests were sitting in groups of three or three.

A man in a suit reading a magazine, a programmer in a green plaid shirt, and three female college students chatting and laughing.

Zhang Fan glanced around, slowly let go of his hand holding the blade in his pocket, and found a seat beside the window to sit down, sighing slightly.

This is really just an ordinary coffee shop.

Perhaps he just happened to pass by while observing the Sky Eye, or maybe he stopped to buy a cup of coffee. If this is the safe house of the puppet master, the probability is too small.

Squeak.

The old bar door sent a flash of surprise, and the young waiter walked over and smiled and said, "Sir, what do you need?"

"A cup of latte, don't add sugar." Zhang Fan said lightly.

"OK."

The waiter responded and turned around and left. Zhang Fan stared out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed minute by minute, and the pedestrians outside the window had already walked through countless times. They saw that the sun was setting in the west, and it was almost dusk.

No! Zhang Fan suddenly came to his senses.

Why haven’t my coffee come after so long? Why hasn’t anyone come in and out for such a long time? When did the cafe that was still lively just now start to be silent?

He turned his head and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The only six people in the room stood up at some point, and their dull eyes were staring at Zhang Fan, with no expression on their faces, as stiff as puppets.

Zhang Fan's hair stood up suddenly, and he quickly stood up, holding the blade in his hand tightly.

"Puppet Master!" A surging anger burned in his eyes, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, spitting out word by word.

"You finally found out." The man in the suit spoke mechanically, without any emotion in his voice.

"Is this really your safe house?"

"Safe House?" The programmer's face stiffly showed a smile, "While you Gou Chen has a sky eye, who dares to use a safe house?"

Zhang Fan frowned, "Then how did you find me?"

"I have been following you since you left the hotel." The waiter's low voice rang.

"And you..."

“It’s not always…”

"Look for me?"

The three female college students spoke in turn, and six of them smiled grimly at the same time, making people's scalp numb!

"Come out for me!"

The golden runes in Zhang Fan's left eye suddenly lit up, and he raised his right foot and stepped onto the ground. All the tables in the house moved back three feet, leaving a blank area.

"I dare to talk to me with the puppet. Is this one of the famous Four Envoys of the Evil?"

Zhang Fan was full of murderous aura and roared angrily.

At this moment, the door curtain in the kitchen moved slightly, and a man with a white crying mask was standing there.

"The first-level ability person has a very good tone, I am as you wish." Mo Ran's voice came from under the mask.

"Towards the cold wind!" Zhang Fan's breathing became rapid, and the anger in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "Do you still remember Lu Fang?"

The puppet master turned his head slightly, as if he was recalling something. After a while, he spoke slightly: "Are you talking about the woman who wants money and lives?"

"You try to say it again?" Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and stared at the puppet master. The golden light in his left eye was like a hot sun!

The tables and chairs in the room suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the porcelain cups, knifes and forks and coffee beans displayed on the bar floated up directly, as if there was an invisible big hand, shaking everything in the cafe.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Oh? What is your relationship with her? Are you the baby son she tried her best to save?" The puppet master spoke without answering and said with interest.

Zhang Fan did not answer, but just stared at him tightly.

"I'm so sorry." The puppet master spread his hands and said lightly.
Chapter completed!