Meng Fan looked at Tong Mengyao and pointed at her mouth, then said twice, "Ahhh", and he asked her to continue learning to moan.

Tong Mengyao frowned and shook her head. Meng Fan glared fiercely. Tong Mengyao reluctantly said "ah" twice. Meng Fan felt the visitor pressing his ear against the door, so he suddenly opened the door and Zhang Mazi fell into the room.

The left-hand scimitar had already been aroused, and was placed on Zhang Mazi's neck at this time, "Say, where is the Dijin people?"

"Sleep, go to bed!" Zhang Mazi's macao face was a little distorted, and she was talking lies with her eyes open.

“Which room is sleeping in?”

"this……"

"To be honest, otherwise I will kill you."

Zhang Mazi shook his head and said stubbornly: "I don't know, I can't say it." These two sentences are very contradictory. Meng Fan's understanding is that Di Jin's power has penetrated into their hearts, making them afraid to betray them.

Meng Fan had many ways to force him to speak, but now is not the time to force confession, so Meng Fan waved his hand and knocked him out, then winked at Tong Mengyao, and the two walked out of the door one by one. Meng Fan was walking in front, and Tong Mengyao was five or six meters away from him, holding a gun to cover Mengfan.

It's eight o'clock in the evening. It's just dark, and the light in the church is very dark. Meng Fan is fine, and he can see everything in front of him clearly. Tong Mengyao is far from it. Fortunately, the light on the first floor of the church is very good, and bright moonlight shines in, making up for the lack of light.

The biggest benefit of Warriors' military boots is not its wear resistance and anti-slip, but that even if the person wearing it walks on a hard stone road, it will only make a slight sound, so slight that if you don't listen, you won't hear footsteps.

Meng Fan was cautious in every step he took, so the sound he made was even more subtle. Unless his opponent had a sensitive ear like Li Lei, it would be difficult to notice Meng Fan's approaching.

"Boss, everything is normal on the second floor. That boy is having fun with that cold little girl. He has no time to go downstairs." As soon as he arrived at the first floor, Meng Fan heard Huang San's obscene laughter coming from the corner.

"Very good. You and Zhang Mazi keep a close eye on him. After we take out our weapons and kill him, that little girl will give you the gift."

"Thank you, boss!" Huang San smiled and turned off the walkie-talkie, but he didn't realize that Meng Fan had come behind him and placed the scabbard with a cold light on his neck.

When he felt the coldness around his neck, everything was too late. He held the walkie-talkie in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, but these two items were now just a not-so-looking decoration.

"Huang San, tell me where Di Jin went?" Meng Fan's cold voice quickly rang into Huang San's ears.

Huang San's body trembled first, then pretended to be calm and said, "Boss, isn't the boss sleeping in the house?"

"I'll ask you again, where did Dikin go."

"Sleep in the house."

"Very good, Mengyao, use a rag to block his mouth!"

Tong Mengyao immediately did as he did, Meng Fan said coldly: "I asked, you answer, I said right, you nodded, if you don't, you shake your head, understand."

Huang San stared at his eyes, ignored him, looking like a hero Liu Hulan.

"I have a habit!" Meng Fan chopped off his right little finger with a casual knife. Huang San trembled all over in pain. Meng Fan repeated the words just now, but Huang San was still holding on. Meng Fan used the knife again and chopped off his right ring finger. When the third finger was also cut off by Meng Fan, Huang San finally couldn't hold on and nodded.

People like him have a ruthless appearance on the surface and seem to be not afraid of death, but they are all pretending, which does not mean that they are really as swearing to death like the revolutionary soldiers who had faith back then.

To put it bluntly, they are nothing more than making some money to support their families, and spending more time on women. How can they be compared with people with firm beliefs or professional training?

Therefore, when encountering people like Meng Fan who kills without blinking, their bravery is nothing more than pretending to behave and does not play any role.

"Dikin went to get the weapon, and the purpose of taking out the weapon was to deal with me."

Huang San nodded gently, indicating that yes.

"Take me to find them."

Huang San's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror. He shook his head repeatedly, which showed that Di Jin was not only the boss, but also a demonic figure to them.

Meng Fan pulled off the rag from his mouth and sneered, "You have betrayed him, will you let you go for him?"

"No, I can't take you there. Dikin is inhumane at all. He kills people without blinking."

Meng Fan thought to himself: "He kills people without blinking, can I blink?" So he said coldly: "If you don't take me there, do you think you can live?"

"No, brother, please, let me go, I really can't take you there." Huang Sanning begged hard. He had seen Meng Fan's methods, but he didn't lead the way. It seemed that his fear of Di Jin was not ordinary.

"Mengyao, look at him." Meng Fan quickly walked around the church, but found no trace of the Di brothers, so he went to the second floor and lifted Zhang Mazi down.

After Meng Fan carried Zhang Mazi downstairs, Huang Sanzheng bent down and coughed violently. It seemed that he thought Tong Mengyao would be easy to deal with, so he wanted to do it to Tong Mengyao. The result is conceivable. Tong Mengyao and Mengfan are naturally far behind, but it is definitely more than enough to deal with a hungry guy with a gun.

A bowl of cold water sucked Zhang Mazi and Meng Fan said to the two coldly: "Whoever takes me to find Di Jin and Di Yu first will survive."

The two looked at each other and did not dare to agree. Meng Fan raised Zhang Mazi's collar and ordered: "Take me there!"

Zhang Mazi shook her head and said, "You'd better kill me!"

"Very good!" Meng Fan used a knife like lightning and slashed through Zhang Mazi's body. It was not until he put away the knife that Zhang Mazi slowly fell to both sides. He almost turned into very well-proportioned halves, and blood splattered all over the ground and on Meng Fan's face. This made Meng Fan look more like a hideous evil ghost who had just escaped from hell.

"Where are you?" Meng Fan began to question Huang San.

Seeing his companion die so violently, Huang San's heart began to tremble violently, his stomach blew up and he almost vomited. Since he got into the drug industry, he had thought that he would die more than once. He thought he was not afraid of death, but when he saw his companion die so violently, he realized that he was actually afraid.

"I," Huang San's heart was filled with fear of death, but hesitated, which further showed the terrible weight of Di Jin in their hearts.

"Very good." Meng Fan said the same thing again, holding the alloy sword in his hand high and slashing straight towards Huang San's head.

"No, I'll take you there." Huang San finally shouted.

With Meng Fan's speed, he could have chopped Huang San into symmetrical halves before he screamed, but he did not. It was obvious that his sword was mostly scared, but if Huang San was so desperate, he wouldn't care about adding another life under the knife.

"Brother, you won't kill me again after I take you there!"

"Of course." Meng Fan smiled. Tong Mengyao stood not far from Meng Fan and was alert. She sneered. It would be strange if she knew Meng Fan. However, people like Huang San died, Tong Mengyao would never plead for him, and it would be useless to ask for him.

Following Huang San, Meng Fan came to a room full of books. Who would have thought of such an antique astronomy? Unexpectedly, Di Jin would hide all the food and weapons in the church. (It is not in a secret room) means that this guy is very confident that the church will not be discovered by the police, and perhaps he thinks it is more at ease to put the weapons under his nose.

"Where is the door of the secret room?" Meng Fan asked.

"Brother, I really don't know where it is. I only know that Boss Di entered this room. After that, I took turns to monitor you. I really don't know anything else." Huang San's attitude was very sincere. Meng Fan thought to himself: "Since he is willing to bring me here, it means that he has completely betrayed the Di brothers, so there is no reason to lie to me again. He should really not know where the agency is."

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on Huang San's butt rang. In the night when a needle could be heard, the sound seemed particularly loud and harsh.

Meng Fan nodded and signaled that Huang San would answer the phone normally. Huang San was extremely nervous and took a deep breath before putting the walkie-talkie to his ears.

"Huang San, what are you doing? Why did you answer the phone now?" Di Yu's voice was on the other end of the intercom.

"Oh? Second brother, yes, I fell asleep accidentally. Sorry, Second brother."

"Bastard, when will you dare to sleep? I'll go out to see you later!" Di Yu said angrily.

"Huang San." Di Jin's low voice sounded, "Where is Zhang Mazi, has he been napping too? How are you there?"

"Ah!" Huang San's voice was filled with horror: "Oh! Zhang Mazi said that there is no need for two people to stare at a room. He will rest first. I, Oh! There is nothing wrong with that soldier's elder brother and the woman torture him and go to bed when they are tired. There is nothing unusual."

"Well, I understand." Di Jin said this briefly and turned off the walkie-talkie.
Chapter completed!