"Mr. Chen!" Just then, another group of people poured in from the entrance of the alley.
Leading them was Er Gou, holding his weapon, and they arrived beside Chen Fan in a mighty procession.
However, when Er Gou saw the two handguns dropped on the ground, his expression turned somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected these two people to have guns.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry we're late!" Er Gou hurriedly apologized to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan waved his hand and then looked at Er Gou, asking, "How do you usually deal with these assassins?"
Er Gou said directly, "Break their limbs and throw them into dog cages, or chop them up and feed them to the fish in the river."
Then Er Gou pointed at the two men, "You two, daring to kill Mr. Chen, I think you're tired of living!"
The two men looked at the large group of youths behind Chen Fan and were startled by the scene. Especially the silver needles in Chen Fan's hand, which made the two of them tremble with fear.
"Speak, or don't speak, you decide." Chen Fan had already taken out a few silver needles.
"Gulp." One man swallowed, his eyes showing a hint of panic. "If, if I speak, will you, will you let us go?"
"Damn it, you two dogs dared to touch Mr. Chen and still want to live?"
"However, if you listen to Mr. Chen, we can spare your lives." Er Gou pointed at the two men and said fiercely.
Chen Fan looked at Er Gou with surprise, always feeling that it was strange for Er Gou to call others "dog things."
But Er Gou clearly didn't realize this and was still scolding with relish.
Seeing that the two still wouldn't speak, Er Gou directly ordered, "You guys, hold them down on the ground. Damn it, I'll break their fingers and toes one by one. I want to see how long they can last."
Upon hearing this, one man spoke in a panic, "We'll talk, we'll talk."
The man looked at Chen Fan, "It, it was Ghost Hand who found us, gave us a million each, and asked us to kill you."
"What?! It was that dog thing, Ghost Hand!" Er Gou was instantly enraged.
"Mr. Chen, I'll tell Brother Xiong about this immediately. We must get justice from Ghost Hand. Does he think he's the only one with money? We can also find people to deal with him!"
A cold glint flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and he looked at the man, asking, "Ghost Hand, where is he?"
The two men exchanged glances. "He, he's in a villa on the outskirts of the city."
"He hasn't left Jiangcheng yet?" Chen Fan frowned slightly.
"No, he, he said he wanted to see you die with his own eyes before he would leave Jiangcheng." The two men explained.
"Damn it, he's quite bold, still daring to stay in Jiangcheng. Mr. Chen, we'll send people to deal with him now!" Er Gou said to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan waved his hand, "No need, I'll handle this myself."
He casually looked at the two men, "You two, take me to see him."
The two men were stunned, their legs trembling with fear. "Mr. Chen, please, spare us. If he finds out we brought you to him, we're dead too!"
However, Chen Fan said calmly, "You have no other choice."
The two men were on the verge of tears, filled with regret. They deeply regretted provoking Chen Fan and taking on this task.
But seeing the men behind Chen Fan, the two men had no choice but to agree.
"Mr. Chen, are you really going by yourself? This, this is too dangerous. If Brother Xiong finds out, he'll beat me to death." Er Gou said, looking worried as the two men got into Chen Fan's car.
Chen Fan smiled calmly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
However, as he was about to get into the car, Chen Fan suddenly stopped. "By the way, help me with something."
Er Gou's spirits immediately lifted, thinking Chen Fan wanted them to go with him.
However, Chen Fan said, "In the old town's snack street, there's a Wang Ji Wonton. Help me buy two portions of wontons and two baskets of xiaolongbao. Remember, no chili. Deliver them to my downstairs and wait for me to pick them up when I get back."
"Ah? Won, wontons?" Er Gou thought he misheard.
"Here's one hundred yuan. The rest is for the brothers to eat something." Chen Fan took out several thousand yuan from his bag and handed it to Er Gou.
Er Gou snapped back to reality and quickly waved his hands, "Mr. Chen, how can I take your money? I, I'll go buy them now."
Er Gou never expected that the difficult task Chen Fan assigned him was to buy two portions of wontons and two baskets of xiaolongbao for Chen Fan.
Chen Fan still insisted on stuffing the money into Er Gou's hand, and then Chen Fan drove away from the alley.
"Brother Gou, Mr. Chen asked us to buy food. Does he look down on us?" a young man couldn't help but step forward and ask.
Er Gou heard this and looked at the young man.
With a "snap!"
He raised his hand and slapped the young man across the face.
"You dog thing, what the hell are you talking about! Mr. Chen asking us to buy food for him is a trust he places in us. Don't you use your brain? If you weren't close, would you dare ask him to buy you food? I'd poison you to death, you brat!"
"And look at this! This is at least six thousand yuan. Mr. Chen gave this to us because he was afraid we'd be tired and wanted to treat us to a meal!"
Then he looked angrily at the crowd behind him, "If any of you dare to say anything bad about Mr. Chen again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Yes, yes!" The many youths quickly nodded.
Er Gou picked up the two handguns from the ground, tucked them into his waist, and led the group away from the alley.
In a villa on the outskirts of the city, in the living room.
A middle-aged beautiful woman lay in a man's arms, covered in wounds, looking satisfied.
"Husband, do you think the two people you found can avenge our son?" the middle-aged beautiful woman asked coquettishly, her voice not at all like that of a woman in her forties.
This middle-aged beautiful woman was Li Jiaorong.
This man was none other than Gui Shou, the underground boss of Sucheng.
This was a villa Gui Shou had bought long ago, as it was only about ten kilometers from Sucheng.
Gui Shou smiled proudly, "Of course, there's no problem. Those two are known as the Twin Fiends in the assassin world. Their methods are ruthless and they've never failed."
"Husband, you're so good. You're much better than that good-for-nothing." Li Jiaorong praised, referring to Han Feng as the good-for-nothing.
"Hmph, that idiot, he raised my son for over twenty years, calling him a good-for-nothing is not wrong at all." Gui Shou said with a sneer.
"But, but he wants to kick us mother and son out with nothing. I've served that good-for-nothing for over twenty years, and I really can't accept it." The woman said with some displeasure.
Gui Shou's lips curled up, "Isn't this easy to solve? Let him have a car accident. Once he's dead, won't the money belong to his son?"
"No, it should be, his money will become my son's, right?"