When he quickly walked to the company's gate, Fan Long did not rush to open the door, but knelt on one knee, lowered his head and looked into the company through the crack about an inch below the rolling gate.

Footsteps, before Fan Long could see a figure, he heard the footsteps of a person inside, and then he saw a pair of black military leather shoes and canvas legs in the sauce. Fan Long saw these feet standing four or five meters away from the door.

"Gu!"

Seeing these feet, Fan Long instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva, military leather shoes...

He is sure that no one in the company does not have such a pair of shoes, which means that the person standing in the company at this moment is definitely not the company's leaders or employees.

thief!

When this word came out in his mind, Fan Long did not delay any more. With a sharp look, he suddenly opened the company's rolling gate. With a slam, the rolling gate was pulled over his head by him. The slamming sound attracted the attention of the man inside. He turned around and turned around, with a sauce-colored canvas trousers and a black vest covered with a sauce-colored shirt. Seeing the person's appearance clearly, Fan Long's pupils suddenly shrank.

He was at least 1.8 meters tall, strong, with rough bronze skin, and a scar over three inches long on his hard face pulled from his left forehead to his right nose, his sharp eyes were like a beast.

What surprised Fan Long even more was that this person looked back at Fan Long. The person frowned and threw the plastic bucket in his hand on the ground. Some transparent liquid flowed out of the mouth of the barrel. What was in the barrel?

Fan Long's nose moved and smelled some gasoline from the crack in the glass door. When Fan Long saw the man inside take out a windproof lighter from his pocket, he could no longer hold back.

"stop!!!"

With a loud roar, Fan Long suddenly pulled open the glass door blocking her face, pulled his feet and rushed in, his eyes were about to break. Outside, Zheng Xiaohua, who was hiding behind the corner of the wall not far away, trembling in her heart, and she ran out subconsciously. She ran two steps before suddenly remembering what Fan Long told her just now. She quickly held her feet, bit her lips and retreated back to the corner of the wall, and took out her cell phone to call the police.

"Bit!"

The man in the center of the office area turned on the shell of the windproof lighter with a cold expression, lit the flames, turned back and looked at Fan Long with a cold look, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"court death!"

He threw the lighter into the air with his own hands. The man moved his figure and his two thick long legs moved away. Faced with Fan Long who was rushing towards the company, Fan Long had already used all his strength to tremble all over his body, but his eyes were staring to the limit, and he roared and punched the cold-faced man rushing towards him.

This punch was aimed at the face of a cold-faced man. The punch was very fast. Fan Long had practiced with Zhao Yan before, and he had indeed fought many fights with Zhao Yan. He was indeed a quick fat man.

Seeing that the punch was about to hit the cold-faced man's face, the cold-faced man suddenly turned his head. After this punch, the two of them were hedging each other instantly collided. However, Fan Long, who seemed to have a larger tonnage, was knocked back. As soon as he stepped back, he showed the hands that the cold-faced man had just pushed against his chest, and Fan Long's expression changed drastically.

"Peng!"

The cold-faced man had just been thrown into the air and fell to the ground. The blue flames instantly ignited the gasoline on the ground. The flames that were rising suddenly jumped more than one meter high, and the flames like fire snakes spread rapidly in all directions. Except for the door, when Fan Long staggered and finally stopped and stood firm, the entire company was completely engulfed by the red flames.

"Overbial ability!"

The cold-faced man raised his lips and glanced at the stunned Fan Long coldly, spit out these four words and took big steps and walked towards the door. The mission has been completed and he wants to evacuate here as soon as possible. The police and Jinyiwei in Nanjing are not vegetarians. He must leave the city in the shortest time.

"Ah!!! I'll kill you!!!"

When he saw that he wanted to leave, the stunned Fan Long immediately came to his senses, and his red eyes suddenly roared, his whole body tensed up, and his right shoulder suddenly hit the cold-faced man with one side of his body.

Bajiquan sticks to the mountain!

Maybe it was caught off guard, maybe it was because the cold-faced man happened to pass by Fan Long and could not avoid it. In short, this time Fan Long bumped into him and hit him hard.

The cold-faced man staggered and hit the desk next to him, causing the computer, tea cup, folder, pen holder and other items to fall to the ground one after another.

"ah!!!"

Fan Long was crazy and raised a fat leg and kicked the cold-faced man's crotch. Under normal circumstances, martial arts practitioners will deliberately avoid parts such as throat, crotch, etc., because once these key points are hit, they may be killed. But at this moment, Fan Long, who has been completely rushed over by anger, just want to kill the criminal in front of him! He was afraid that the killing rate would not be fast enough, so how could he deliberately avoid these key parts?

While fighting for life and death, you must act like a move that will never leave the opponent's key points! This is what Zhao Yan told him before, and this principle became his instinct at this moment.

The cold-faced man's face changed. No matter how good his skills were, he would not dare to use his crotch to force the kick. He immediately stood up and raised his left hand and slapped Fan Long's heel. Suddenly, Fan Long lost his center of gravity. The kick that was originally kicking the cold-faced man's crotch was raised and kicked the cold-faced man's chest.

"Tue..."

The desk behind the cold-faced man slid more than ten centimeters on the ground. Fan Long's legs were almost in a row, and his face was wrinkled in pain. Just as he was about to withdraw the foot that he kicked out, the cold-faced man suddenly grabbed his ankle with both hands and suddenly exerted force. He pulled Fan Long's legs and stood up. Fan Long screamed bitterly, his crotch was cracking under his crotch, and his legs were spread farther than that of a row. He immediately rushed forward, and his hands reflexively hugged the leg that was grabbed by the cold-faced man.

"court death!"

The cold-faced man who was almost kicked just now, before Fan Long hugged the leg, he suddenly raised his right elbow and smashed it down, hitting Fan Long's leg. With a crack, Fan Long let out a earth-shaking scream, and the right leg that was grabbed by the cold-faced man was bent from his knee to a scary angle.

It wasn't over yet. The murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the cold-faced man. His right foot wrapped in military leather shoes suddenly raised and kicked Fan Long's crotch.

With a slight crisp sound, it seemed that something had broken. Fan Long's eyes bulged and his mouth opened to the maximum, but this time he did not make a sound, his nose and tears flowed down his eyes.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"What's going on over there?"

"It seems that there was a fire in that company?"

"Who was screaming just now? Is there someone fighting inside?"

...

A little farther outside came from a surprise and watched the excitement. The cold-faced man's face changed slightly. He threw Fan Long's right leg down and no longer cared about Fan Long. He took a big step and left the company gate. After going out, his eyes swept left and right. In the night, he saw people in groups of three or three looking here dozens of meters away. The cold-faced man no longer delayed and quickly flashed towards the dark alley on the right.

As soon as his figure disappeared, Zheng Xiaohua, who had been hiding behind the corner of the wall not far away, immediately ran over with red eyes and ran into the company. At a glance, she saw Fan Long curled up in a ball of tears on the ground, holding her crotch.

"Along! What's wrong with you, Along? Don't scare me! Don't scare me! What's wrong with you?"

When Zheng Xiaohua saw Fan Long's miserable situation, she was immediately in a state of silence and her eyes were blurred with tears.

Fan Long stretched out his hand and grabbed Zheng Xiaohua's fair forearm tightly. His lips trembled for a while before he said intermittently in Zheng Xiaohua's crying: "Tell me... Tell me... Ayan... One... One... One... Must... Report me... Report..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Long's hand holding Zheng Xiaohua tightly slowly loosened. His eyes were unwilling tolerate and his head was frozen. He slowly fell to the ground with his desperate raising. The spirit in his eyes dissipated visible to the naked eye. When the hand that he grabbed Zheng Xiaohua's arm fell weakly to the ground, Zheng Xiaohua only felt a great pain in his heart.

"Fan Long!!!"

A scream with all his strength came from the night, as if echoing in the night. (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!