Chapter 14: You are the murderer ()

This information about the beautiful boy is very detailed. It not only contains text comments, but also live videos of the last 20 games. These are all internal information and are updated very quickly.

You should know that in international underground street fighting, this is all internal information. James spent a lot of effort to get this information.

At this time, Zhao Yan's eyes stared at a photo on the information - this was the most recent game for the beautiful boy and the most difficult game.

The beautiful boy in the photo was jumping up in the air and using a high-altitude kick, and a large piece of gorgeous and bright red peony flowers were engraved on his high-rise chest!

Peony flowers.

Staring at these peony flowers as red as blood, Zhao Yan's pupils shrank violently. He was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered to take out a picture of peony competition from his arms and began to carefully compare them.

Even if he dies, he will never forget the murderer who killed Uncle Lan. He is an American with peony tattoos!

Judging from the part shown in this photo, the tattoo of the beautiful boy is exactly in line with it!

"Innate master? It turns out that the murderer is you!" Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly opened and he was furious!

He suddenly remembered that the murderer before was also a congenital master, and this beautiful boy was also a congenital master!

Almost in an instant, Zhao Yan affirmed his guess!

He doesn't think that the innate master is the cheap character who runs all over the street, and his tattoos are so amazingly similar!

"Beautiful boy? Humph!"

Zhao Yan's face became gloomy, and his murderous intent suddenly surged in his chest. After a while, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "This revenge will not be avenged! Beautiful boy... I will definitely break you into pieces!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp "bang" sounded, and Zhao Yan pinched the milk bottle in his hand into pieces, and then walked straight upstairs without looking back.

At noon the next day, a brand new BMW z8 was parked in front of the Chinese Club in Chinatown.

Immediately afterwards, a young man who had been waiting for a long time jumped into the car. The young man was named Gao Kaicheng, who was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall, with a round face and simple clothes. He was a student of the Chinese Martial Arts School and was also a loyal follower from Zhao Yan since he was a child.

"Ertong, how are the things arranged?" Zhao Yan handed a cigarette, and the young man called Ertong took it with a smile, looked at the sign and sniffed the smell, and then happily put it behind his ears. It seemed that he would save himself from smoking for a while.

"It's done! The place is quite far away, in the eastern suburbs." Ertong replied quickly, touching the palm of his hand and touching it. Obviously, a BMW z8 had already amazed him: "I said, boss, when did you drive such a coquettish car? This car will cost at least hundreds of thousands, right?"

This unlucky child who was called Ertong because he was always dragging two tubes of snot when he was a child was obviously very envious of Zhao Yan's sudden success: "Hey! If I could drive this car out for a ride one day, I would do it even if I lived ten years less!"

"You guy is down-to-earth. After you turn around, you will drive for two days." Zhao Yan lit a cigarette and started the car.

"real?"

"Haha..." Angela glanced at Ertong, then lit a lady's cigarette with a smile, and sucked and sucked gently.

Maybe he was conscious of his speech loss. Ertong's rough hands that had never stopped since he got on the car finally put their hands on his knees, his neck was red, and he looked like a child who had done something wrong. He had been holding it in for a long time but didn't dare to look back.

In this delicate atmosphere, Zhao Yan drove the BMW Z8 to the suburbs. The car was very fast and drove for 3 hours. Ertong took advantage of the time when he was going to the toilet and asked Zhao Yan: "Boss! Is the fairy behind the car your horse?"

He vomited out a breath of smoke intoxicatedly, and Zhao Yan just smiled without saying a word. He never answered such gossip questions.

However, Ertong just thought that he had made a promise, and his head shaking in disbelief. He seemed unable to believe that this man who was wearing the same cheap T-shirt as him and was even more vulgar than him was actually driving a BMW Z8 in a blink of an eye! He even had a goddess-level beauty who was fascinated by the death!

It's really outrageous!

When we arrived in the eastern suburbs, it was already 4:30 pm. The surrounding scenery had become empty, and there were fewer vehicles and pedestrians.

Zhao Yan and his friends got out of the car and went straight to a private hospital called Baozhitang.

The owner of this private hospital is an elderly man in his sixties. Because he received the favor from Uncle Lan in his early years, he has been trying his best to provide free medical treatment for Chinese compatriots. It can be said to be a refuge for local Chinese.

"Brother Zhao!"

As soon as he entered the door, a middle-aged man, who was about forty years old, warmly hugged Zhao Yan! His name was Tang Zheng, and he was the nephew of the boss of this hospital. He was very capable and he usually took care of everything in Baozhitang.

"Brother Tang!"

Zhao Yan also responded with a smile. The two are old acquaintances and have a good relationship: "I'll trouble you for this matter."

"If there is nowhere, they are all their own brothers!"

Tang Zheng waved his hand and smiled, "If Uncle Lan hadn't been kind to the times and spared no effort to help our family survive the disaster, we wouldn't know where we were going to be in trouble at this time!"

The two of them walked along the way and greeted each other and walked straight into the dean's office.

"The person you are talking about is her?" As soon as he walked into the door, Tang Zheng's eyes focused on Angela, wandering for a few seconds, as if he was not sure that she was the woman Zhao Yan mentioned on the phone before.

"That's right!"

Zhao Yan nodded, greeted Angela and Tang Zheng to meet each other, and then asked seriously: "Are you safe here? I mean, can you hide her and not be discovered by anyone? You know, it won't take too long, and a big trouble will come to you! So, I don't want her to suffer a little harm then!"

Angela, who had been sitting next to Zhao Yan, bowed her head and said nothing, suddenly raised her face that was still charming but was not decorated, and looked at Zhao Yan deeply.

"No problem, I can do anonymous treatment by registering the hospital, and arrange another ** ward, and the nurse can also be equipped with it." Tang Zheng replied neatly, then turned his eyes to Angela: "I think as long as you actively cooperate with the treatment, it will not take long to complete you and get rid of drug addiction!"

Angela glanced at Tang Zheng, then turned her eyes to Zhao Yan, and finally nodded.

In the afternoon of the same day, Angela checked in Baozhitang and began to receive complete medical treatment.

Ertong, who was following with him, was pulled out of the door by Zhao Yan.

"What? You asked me to be her bodyguard?" Hearing Zhao Yan's instructions, Ertong immediately screamed, and then realized that the occasion was wrong, and lowered his tone awkwardly, but his face was still full of doubt, and he stared at Zhao Yan in a daze.

"Listen, Ertong..." Zhao Yan noticed that there was no one around, so he said in a deep voice: "You are your own person, so I can only rest assured if you leave this matter to you! Since you are a brother, I won't hide it from you..." Zhao Yan handed a cigarette and continued: "What I want to do next will cause a disaster! So before that, you have to be mentally prepared!"

Ertong suddenly looked terrified when he heard this, and then lit the cigarette on his own, swallowing clouds and squirting mist while frowning. He calmly stepped on the cigarette butts to destroy it, and then lit the second one without any moral integrity: "To be honest, as long as I still have some use, but with the words of your boss, Ertong, I will never refuse even if I go to the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire! But brother, you also know that Ertong's foundation in my Kung Fu is weak, and if there is a real mistake at that time, I am afraid that I can't afford it..." Ertong looked at Zhao Yan with a bitter look. Although this kid grew up in the martial arts center, he was most afraid of fighting with others.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Yan rolled his eyes and cursed: "If it was a real fight with real guns and ammunition, it would not be your turn!" Zhao Yan explained angrily: "Your mission is to be optimistic about Angela. If someone comes to the door, don't resist stupidly. Remember to notify me!"

"That's fine! Although I'm not good at kung fu, my mind is really bright. Even if this matter is covered by me!" Ertong immediately smiled happily. It's hard to imagine that this guy who was born and raised in the martial arts hall was most afraid of dancing swords and guns: "Besides... being a flower protector has always been my best trick!"

Ertong waved his fists and sweared.

After spending a day with Angela in Baozhitang, Zhao Yan drove the BMW Z8 back to his residence.

After learning that the beautiful boy was the murderer of Uncle Lan, his revenge became more and more urgent.

"Innate Realm!" Zhao Yan gritted his teeth more than once.

Of course he understood the terror of innate masters!

A congenital master cannot hurt even a bullet with the innate true energy in his body!

In most cases, the attacks of acquired masters cannot even break through the defenses of innate masters! However, the attacks of innate masters can easily seriously injure acquired masters... The strength gap between the two is simply a huge difference!

So.

It is really difficult to kill the innate masters beyond the level!

Besides! Zhao Yan promised before Uncle Lan died--before he entered the innate world, he would never seek revenge!

However, what is urgent is that his strength is stuck at the peak of acquired nature and he is unable to break through for a long time!

Cultivate!

Cultivate!

Crazy practice!

Zhao Yan, who felt the huge pressure, was already crazy!
Chapter completed!