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Chapter 307 Add some fun
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, haven't I taught you before?"

Hearing Sun Zhenggang's words, Sun Li's face immediately turned cold and she snorted heavily.

Seeing Sun Li's icy eyes through the rearview mirror, Sun Zhenggang shivered involuntarily.He was afraid of his sister when he urinated, and this has continued to this day.Especially five years ago, Sun Li's temperament changed drastically, which deepened his fear.

His eyes continued to look at the information in his hand, and the big head portrait on it was a young boy.With clear eyes and a shy smile, it looks very clean and comfortable at first glance.

"The middle school lived in the civilian area of ​​Nancheng, and dropped out of school to move bricks at the construction site?"

"After moving bricks for a year and returning to school, in just three months, I went from the bottom No.1 to the whole grade No.2?"

"I won the first place in the Huaxia college entrance examination with excellent high scores this year, but I was rejected by various universities and finally chose Xiamen City University?"

"On the first day you entered Xiamen City University, you became the last disciple of Cheng Fu, who is known as the master of Chinese economics?"

Looking at the information about Chen Haoran described in the information, Sun Li frowned from time to time.This boy is very good, and he has become the focus of Huaxia.

Judging from these materials, Chen Haoran is just a student who is good at reading.How could such a young man kill Zhao Ming? You must know that the two have nothing to do with each other.

But soon Sun Li's eyes flashed a cold light, because she saw the following information.The information about Chen Haoran's three-month stay in Xiacheng, and the information about his initial contact with Zhao's family.

"Xiamen University freshman military training, Chen Haoran was convicted of killing instructors and students. At that time, there was a kidnapping incident. Huawan singer Ren Yaoyao was kidnapped, and the police from all over the city were dispatched to rescue the hostages. All the kidnappers were shot dead. Some people rumored that they were killed by Chen Haoran."

"One and a half months ago, a transnational drug trafficking case that caused a sensation in China occurred in Xiamen City. The criminal group was arrested and arrested. The police said that they were able to solve the case thanks to the help of an unnamed hero. It was rumored that they saw Chen Haoran that night, and they believed that Chen Haoran was the That hero."

"The behind-the-scenes of the drug trafficking case was found out. The Zhao Group in Xiamen City and the evil Fen Knife Society colluded with each other. Zhao Ming, the behind-the-scenes shareholder of the Zhao Group, was found dead in the ballroom. It was suspected that he was killed by Xiang Dong, the leader of the Fen Knife Society. Someone saw Chen Haoran in the ballroom that night, it is unknown whether the specific reason is related."

After reading the last information, Sun Li's eyes fell on Chen Haoran's head portrait again.The left hand holding the document pulled hard, and the avatar turned into pieces with a sound of 'tearing'.

"Xiao Gang, take me to see Zhao Tianchi this afternoon."

Looking at the shredded paper that fell to the ground, Sun Li said coldly.

Chen Haoran, I will give you double the revenge for killing your husband.

……

A sneeze.

Chen Haoran who was sitting on the plane suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose and looked out the window at the blue sky with white clouds.Could it be that someone is nagging yourself?Or is something happening?
"Hello, Mr. Chen."

A voice interrupted Chen Haoran's thoughts, and he turned his head to look at the past.It was the nigger who was talking to Instructor Bill, and he put on the purple uniform now.

Justice Army?
Seeing the purple military uniform on the black ghost, Chen Haoran replied thoughtfully: "Hello."

"I'm not bothering you, are you? Do you mind chatting with me?" Although the black ghost asked like this, he sat down directly opposite Chen Haoran: "Mr. Chen, five hours is boring, isn't it?"

Scorn?sneer?
From the black ghost's eyes, Chen Haoran saw these two things.Especially when the nigger casually put his legs on the table, he expressed these two emotions thoroughly.

"It's really boring, what do you have for entertainment?" Chen Haoran looked at the black ghost calmly, and nodded in agreement: "You came to see me, you shouldn't be talking about this, right?"

"Happy, Mr. Chen, you are happier than those hypocritical Chinese people." Retracting his feet on the table, the nigger took out a sharp dagger from his pocket: "Bill praised you but I don't believe it, I I want Mr. Chen to prove it."

Looking at the dagger in the nigger's hand, Chen Haoran twitched his mouth: "If you want to prove me, you can prove it. Why? Instructor Bill praised me. That's my job. Do I need to gain your trust?"

What Chen Haoran said made sense, and the nigga didn't know how to refute.But soon he pointed to the purple military uniform on his body: "Bill should have shown you my military uniform. This time it is my officer who is in contact with you."

"Oh, and then?" Chen Haoran replied dully, turning his head to look at the blue sky outside the window.

"Then? If you don't prove your strength, then I have the right to refuse to send you to the Middle East." Speaking of this, the black ghost sneered: "If you can't go to the Middle East, your mission will not be completed. By then Bill's 'Blood Wolf Mercenary' The regiment' will have a bad record."

Will the blood wolf mercenary group have a bad record?

Chen Haoran frowned when he heard this, and turned to look at the black ghost's smiling face: "How do you want to prove it?"

Raising the dagger in his hand, the black ghost stretched out his left hand and put it on the table.The five fingers spread out to reveal the gap in the middle, and then they held the dagger and fell straight down.

boom.

The dagger was inserted deeply between the thumb and index finger, and then he slowly held the dagger and inserted it continuously in seven empty positions.At the beginning the speed was still very slow, and as time passed, the speed began to increase when the number of times began to increase.

bang bang bang...

Continuous sounds sounded, and the sharp dagger moved quickly in the hands of the black ghost.Even at the end, the eyes could hardly keep up with the speed, but every time the dagger fell, there was no mistake.

"Mr. Chen, this dagger is very sharp." Looking at Chen Haoran's calm face, the black ghost mocked, "If your speed is faster than mine, then I will recognize your strength."

Looking at the action of the black ghost, Chen Haoran rubbed his eyes: "Your speed is too fast, my eyes can't stand it. It's not good to rely on this to prove my strength?"

Seeing Chen Haoran rubbing his eyes, the black ghost immediately sneered and said, "Of course, it's fine if you don't prove it, Mr. Chen. The reputation of the blood wolf mercenary group..."

"Oh, my eyes are much more comfortable." Letting go of his eyes, Chen Haoran shrugged: "It's not fun to play like this, why don't we have more fun."

Now the black ghost laughed directly, looking at Chen Haoran with disdain in his eyes.He has lived in China for nearly ten years, and he has a little understanding of China's customs.

Chen Haoran's current state, in Huaxia's words, is pretending to be B.That's right, pretending to be B to save face.The fate of such a person who insists on pretending to have that strength despite not having it is to suffer.

"Mr. Chen, in your Chinese language, is this what you call 'riding a tiger, it's hard to get off'?" Holding the dagger, he slammed it into the table, and the nigger sneered, "What do you want to have fun with?"

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(End of this chapter)