Wang Fengfan looked at the man with a look of confusion on his face, thinking where was the beggar from?

But when he walked in, he was shocked. Wang Rongyao was his cousin and his number one gangster on weekdays, so he was naturally familiar with him.

Even though he was so familiar, Wang Fengfan did not recognize him at first sight. Wang Rongyao's clothes were torn and his face was covered with dust. He was like this at this moment, even if someone believed him who was digging the toilet, it was no wonder that Wang Fengfan did not recognize him.

Wang Rongyao is usually cruel, very violent, and very capable of fighting. He looks fierce and trembles when he looks timid. But at this moment, he looks dull and has no energy, his eyes are dull and unconscious, like a fool, and is completely different from his usual self.

When Wang Fengfan saw it, he immediately frowned into a lump and was even more confused. What happened last night made Wang Rongyao, who was cruel in his heart, look like this. He had to figure out the whole story of the matter clearly.

Wang Fengfan grabbed Wang Rongyao's neck in a hurry and asked angrily: "Wang Rongyao, what happened last night?"

Wang Rongyao looked ahead with his eyes blankly, as if he didn't hear Wang Fengfan's explosive sound. He was grabbed by Wang Fengfan and shook his neck. Some drooling came from the corner of his mouth, sprinkling on Wang Fengfan's arm.

Wang Fengfan didn't expect that Wang Rongyao would dare to ignore his inquiries, and even dripped his saliva on his clothes. Who wouldn't know that Wang Fengfan has a cleanliness obsession and especially likes to be clean. He has to wash his hands at least ten times a day.

At this moment, Wang Rongyao actually drooled in his hand. Wang Fengfan was furious and slapped Wang Rongyao in the face with a heavy slap, and said angrily: "Is it drafted? Are you stupid? Come back to me quickly!"

"Ah! There is a ghost, let go! Don't kill me!" Wang Rongyao was slapped by Wang Fengfan and suddenly screamed, as if he was going crazy, waving his hands with his teeth and claws.

"Puchi!"

Wang Fengfan was not careful for a moment, and Wang Rongyao actually caught a few blood marks on his face, and the blood oozed out instantly. His originally handsome face immediately became embarrassed, as if he had been scratched by a little cat.

The gangster brother in the city was actually scratched by the number one horseman under his command. If this matter was spread, wouldn’t it be laughed at by someone?

Wang Fengfan was furious and kicked Wang Rongyao over. He was still not satisfied, but he stepped on his head crazy and cursed: "Cao! I think you are so crazy. How dare you attack Labor and Capital? I kick you to death."

Wang Rongyao was lying on the ground curled up, screaming in his mouth, but he kept muttering: "Ghost, there are really ghosts..."

"Your mother is a big-headed ghost. I think you are just a drunkard. How come labor and capital give you such a waste?" Wang Fengfan's face turned red with anger, and he was so angry that he couldn't stand the iron path.

"Boss, please calm down!" The other gangsters saw Wang Fengfan's appearance and quickly persuaded him.

"Boss, Honor may have really hit the wrong way. When we found him just now, he was foolish and kept saying something like ghosts."

"What?" Wang Fengfan screamed suspiciously after hearing this, then stopped his feet and looked at Wang Rongyao who was curled up in a ball. He kept muttering his mouth, his face full of fear.

Wang Fengfan has seen this kind of fear expression many times. Generally, dying people will show this fear that penetrates deep into the bones. It is a kind of fear that penetrates deep into the soul. In the words of the old man, he is scared to death.

Wang Rongyao, who had always killed people without blinking, was so scared that he was so scared that he could not believe that Wang Fengfan was killed. Even if he held a pistol and pressed it on his head, Wang Rongyao would not be afraid of being like this cowardly.

"Damn it! It's so unlucky. What's going on with you?" Wang Fengfan was extremely depressed, and he was full of anger, but he couldn't vent.

When the gangsters saw the boss getting angry, they lowered their heads and kept trembling, not daring to speak.

"Cao! Are you stupid too? Labor and capital are asking you something!" Wang Fengfan cursed in anger.

He leaned against one of his closest horsemen trembled when he heard this, then raised his head, stretched out his finger and pointed at the tombstone not far away, and said carefully: "Boss, have you...forgot where this is?"

After hearing this, Wang Fengfan frowned and looked up. This place was deserted, with no grass growing, and even a figure could not be seen. What a shit place?

"Mad! I was thinking in my mind just now, why did I forget to save it all at once? Where is this?"

"Boss, this is a dead grave! There are the most rumored monsters and monsters." After saying that, the maid couldn't help but look around, fearing that some evil spirit would come to him to ask for his life.

Wang Fengfan originally didn't believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods, but when he saw the maid, he was so scared. With Wang Rongyao's abnormality, his heart trembled. He finally remembered that there was indeed such a strange place in Zhuque City. A few years ago, the developers were rumored that they could not get out of this place at night.

"Boss, you say, did Honor and others really encounter something dirty, so they became like this? Otherwise, with his courage, how could they keep muttering about ghosts?" The maid said in a trembling voice.

After hearing this, Wang Fengfan shook his body in a slight conscious way, turned around and looked at the corpse lying on the ground. Looking at the wound and the cruel shape of death, it did not seem to be caused by humans. Otherwise, the person would be too terrible.

Xiaoqi's mind was half broken.

But he couldn't show fear in front of his younger brothers. In order to maintain his tall image, he deliberately pretended to be angry and said, "What are you talking nonsense! Mom, where are the ghosts in this world? You timid guys are just scaring yourself. If there are really ghosts, then Labor and Capital killed so many idiots before. Why didn't they come to me to seek life after they died? Grass! What about a group of cowards? Get out of here for Labor and Capital, I want to see what the ghosts look like."

Wang Fengfan shouted loudly at the deserted abandoned factory, silent, and no sound responded to him, but his voice scared the gangsters and almost ran away.

Wang Fengfan's performance is undoubtedly very domineering. His image in the minds of the gangsters can't help but become a little taller. A big brother who is not afraid of ghosts. With such a person, these gangsters also have a little more confidence in their hearts.
Chapter completed!