"I'll give you one chance," Chen Fan signaled to Da Xiong.
Da Xiong then stopped his dagger, but didn't release the assassin.
"It was Master Lang who sent me."
"Master Lang? Old Lang from Mingzhou?" Da Xiong asked.
"Yes, it was him." The man nodded quickly, as if afraid Da Xiong would twist the dagger again.
"Damn it, I didn't expect it to be that bastard Old Lang, trying to assassinate Brother Fan twice. When I get back, I'll go to his place and wipe him out!" Da Xiong said fiercely.
However, Chen Fan shook his head: "No."
"No? Brother Fan, what's wrong?" Da Xiong looked at Chen Fan in confusion.
The man lying on the ground also felt his heart skip a beat and subconsciously looked up at Chen Fan.
It was this look that completely betrayed the man.
"You weren't sent by Old Lang," Chen Fan stated with certainty.
The man refuted with a pained expression: "What reason would I have to lie to you? My life is in your hands right now!"
Chen Fan still shook his head: "The four assassins sent by Old Lang said they only sent four people, not a fifth. Do you think Old Lang would be foolish enough to send two groups of assassins to kill me?"
"I am one of them, kill me if you don't believe me!" the man said resolutely, seemingly telling the truth.
"Brother Fan, maybe Old Lang really sent two groups of assassins?" Even Da Xiong was fooled by the man's acting and asked uncertainly, after all, people would try anything to save their lives when facing death.
Chen Fan didn't speak. He squatted down and took a nameless medicine bottle directly from the man's pocket.
Then he opened it and smelled it.
"This is my vitamin pill," the man explained.
Chen Fan smiled dismissively, pouring the pills onto the ground: "This is the first time I've seen someone call the anti-cancer special medicine Erlotinib a vitamin pill."
"Anti-cancer special medicine?!" Da Xiong was startled and looked at the man in surprise.
"Brother Fan, you mean he's a cancer patient?"
Chen Fan nodded and threw the bottle on the ground: "Late-stage lung cancer, am I right?"
This time, the man was completely stunned, staring blankly at Chen Fan: "You, who are you? How, how did you see it?"
"You're not qualified to know, but I know you deliberately revealed a flaw to lure me here. You just want to take my life. Since it's a dead end anyway, you have nothing to fear. I think whoever gave you such great benefits to make you risk your life to kill me must be someone you're close to, or it might involve your family," Chen Fan continued to guess.
Hearing this, the man trembled all over. Seeing Chen Fan was like seeing some terrifying demon.
Seeing the man's expression, Chen Fan knew he had probably guessed correctly.
"As you said, just kill me. I won't tell you anything," the man stopped pretending, gave a bitter smile, and said to Chen Fan.
"Damn it, he was indeed lying to us. You want to die? I won't grant you that!" Da Xiong was enraged, and the dagger in his hand spun again.
But this time, the man gritted his teeth fiercely, and not a single scream escaped his lips.
"Oh, you're quite tough. Let's see how long you can last!" Da Xiong pulled out the dagger and stabbed the man's back again.
"Stop," however, at this moment, Chen Fan suddenly spoke.
Da Xiong naturally obeyed Chen Fan's command and pulled out the dagger.
"You don't need to pretend. I said I would never tell you. Use whatever means you have," the man glared at Chen Fan and said.
Chen Fan smiled indifferently: "If I gave you a chance to live, what would you choose?"
"A chance to live? Heh, let me go? I'm already a dead man. No matter what, I can't live, so don't waste your breath," the man sneered.
"I am a doctor. You should know that I have cured many cancer patients, and I can even cure leukemia. So, your illness is nothing in my eyes. Do you want to die, or do you want to live with your family? You decide," Chen Fan said calmly.
"Cure me? Do you think I'd believe that? Brother, I'm an assassin trying to kill you! You want to save me? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" the man said with disdain.
"So, it depends on whether you are worth my effort to save you."
For a moment, the man fell silent.
"What are you still considering? As long as Brother Fan says he can save someone, he definitely can. It's better to live a miserable life than to die, don't you know that?" Da Xiong said mockingly.
In fact, before the man took action, he had investigated Chen Fan and had indeed heard about Chen Fan curing cancer patients.
Now that he heard Chen Fan mention it, the faint instinct for survival within the man was gradually expanding.
Finally, the man's determination was overcome by his will to survive, and he asked Chen Fan: "How can I trust you?"
Chen Fan didn't speak. He inserted several silver needles directly into the man's chest.
"Take a deep breath and feel it yourself," Chen Fan instructed.
The man was half-believing, half-doubting. He was already in the late stage and dared not take a deep breath. This was also an important reason why he resorted to assassination and didn't fight Chen Fan directly. His current body was not enough to support strenuous activity.
But soon, the man noticed that his chest didn't hurt when he took a deep breath!
"Curing will require a long treatment time, but whether you get my treatment depends on whether you are worth it," Chen Fan said calmly.
"If you cure me, I'll immediately tell you who instructed me," the man tasted the sweetness and naturally had no more doubts.
Chen Fan shook his head: "No, you don't have the capital to negotiate terms with me. Even if you don't say it, I can still find out."
"I'll give you five more seconds. If you don't speak, you'll only have a dead end," Chen Fan said, standing up from the ground.
"Yes, it's Master Hua!" the man finally spoke.
"Master Hua?" This name was unfamiliar to Chen Fan, who looked at Da Xiong.
Da Xiong's face was filled with shock: "Are you talking about Cheng Hua?"
"Yes, it's him," the man nodded.
"Who is Cheng Hua?" Chen Fan asked.
"He is the butler of Ma Peng, the underground boss of Huanan Province," Da Xiong explained.
"Didn't they go abroad? Haven't they been back for a year? Even if they just returned, they don't know Brother Fan, so why would they attack Brother Fan?" Da Xiong asked.
"This, this I don't know either. Master Hua suddenly found me and offered me a large sum of money, and promised to send my family abroad to live, so I agreed. Master Hua also said to frame Old Lang and them," the man hastily explained.
"What a clever scheme. I'd like to meet this Master Hua and Ma Peng as soon as possible," Chen Fan said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Brother, can you help me cure my illness now? I, I really don't want to die!" the man looked at Chen Fan pleadingly.