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The people in the repair shop had given up resisting and were kneeling on the ground, including Ah Lang.

He stared blankly at the corpses of Lin Hai and Johnny Wang, lost in thought.

Yuan Haoyun lit a cigarette, looking at Chen Fan who was walking over, but hesitated to speak.

After holding it in for a while, he finally blurted out, "You bastard!"

For a proud and arrogant man, this is already the highest praise.

Chen Fan smiled slightly, clearly in a good mood: "You've cracked two arms trafficking rings. You can report back to your superiors now. I'll mention your name more often when I write the report."

"Are you being so kind?"

Yuan Haoyun was taken aback.

"We're colleagues. You're risking your life against me tonight, how could I possibly take your share?"

As Chen Fan spoke, he approached A Lang.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

"you..."

Ah Lang snapped out of his daze and stared blankly at Chen Fan, feeling a sense of being seen through.

After a long while, he shook his head.

Seeing this, Chen Fan didn't say anything more.

Not long after, Ma Jun and his men brought in the gunmen who had just escaped.

"Brother Fan!"

"Is it all here?"

Chen Fan glanced around and saw that exactly four had run away; they were terrified.

"Um."

Song Zijie nodded.

They had gone through the Tan Cheng case and behaved relatively normally.

I couldn't handle the curry and chili.

The corpses and smoke scattered all over the ground made the two of them feel unsteady as they walked.

Fang Jiexia's face turned pale at the end, clearly indicating that this scene had a profound impact on her.

However, he also gained a deep understanding of Chen Fan's abilities.

No wonder he's so confident...

Her thoughts drifted away, and her eyes became somewhat vacant.

"Notify Uncle Biao to bring his men over to handle the aftermath. If any reporters come over later, let them interview Inspector Yuen."

Chen Fan looked at Fang Jiexia and said, "The case isn't over yet. Johnny Wang's armory is at Mingxin Hospital. I'll have Uncle Biao lead some men to raid it later, just to give those guys a taste of the spoils. You can write the report while you're at it. Any questions?"

"No!"

Fang Jiexia was startled and quickly stood up straight.

At that moment, she completely forgot that her position was higher than Chen Fan's.

"Inspector Chan, are you alright?"

As if remembering something, she suddenly asked.

"From now on, just call me Brother Fan."

Chen Fan was in a good mood. "Of course I'm not injured. You guys go ahead and do your work. I'm going to take a rest."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the factory.

Ma Jun and the others looked at each other, and swallowed hard.

Without Chen Fan, Fang Jiexia's domineering side began to emerge. She gave orders without any politeness, and even Yuan Haoyun was ordered around to do things.

The latter was initially a little resentful, but once the position of inspector was revealed, he immediately lost his temper.

On the other side, Chen Fan was taking stock of his harvest.

[Wan Chai Arms Case - Mission Accomplished]

[Objective: Destroy the Hai Shu Arms Group and the Johnny's Arms Group]

Status: Completed

[Rating: S]

[Basic Rewards: 300 Sin Points, 2 Free Attribute Points, 5 Free Shop Refreshes]

[Bonus Rewards: Killing the group's leader Lin Hai (+200 Sin Points), Killing the group's leader Johnny Wang (+200 Sin Points)]

[Kill Reward: Kill 15 criminals (20 sin points per person, +300 sin points)]

[Total rewards for this mission: 1000 Sin Points, 2 Free Attribute Points, 5 free refreshes of the Shop]

Current sin value: 625 + 1000 = 1625

Free attribute points: 2 + 2 = 4

With 1600 sin points, four attribute points, and five free refresh opportunities, Chen Fan already had a huge sum of money.

However, he didn't use it immediately. Having learned his lesson from the last time when he tried several times without getting anything useful, he was determined to prepare properly this time.

Putting everything else aside, at least pick a good time to take a bath.

You can add attribute points first.

With that thought in mind, Chen Fan closed his eyes and issued a command to distribute the four attribute points evenly.

A surge of scalding heat erupted from his limbs and bones, as if a bucket of magma had been poured directly into his body.

He clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking like firecrackers.

The muscles in my entire arm seemed to have been reforged, with every muscle fiber contracting, expanding, and contracting again, while density and resilience increased simultaneously.

His already muscular arms had grown even larger, with veins coiling like dragons, but not in the exaggerated way of a bodybuilder; rather, it was a restrained yet powerful strength.

But the changes don't stop there.

Chen Fan felt a tingling numbness in his calf muscles, as if someone had stretched two steel cables from his ankles all the way down to his lower back.

He subconsciously tiptoed, and his body felt much lighter.

However, Chen Fan knew very well that this was not a real weight loss, but rather that the coordination between his nerves and muscles had been elevated to a whole new level.

Next is endurance.

This change originated from the heart.

Each contraction of its body is like a precision hydraulic pump, delivering hot blood to every corner of the body.

Chen Fan's breathing rhythm automatically adjusted, becoming deep and even, as if he had inexhaustible energy throughout his body.

The usage time of Death's Eye is expected to be greatly increased.

As for the changes brought about by the speed of neural reaction, they were not so obvious, but Chen Fan could clearly feel that he could enter a certain state more easily.

Similar to when the skill is activated, but much weaker.

Looking at the attribute panel now, it's completely different from when I first arrived.

Strength: 1.9 + 0.5 = 2.4

Speed: 2.3 + 0.3 = 2.6

Endurance: 1.7 + 0.5 = 2.2

Reaction: 1.3 + 0.5 = 1.8

Chen Fan let out a soft breath, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

With a base stat twice that of an average human, one can calmly face even extreme situations where there are no guns.

He turned his head, preparing to go back and take a look, when he met Fang Jiexia's gaze.

The latter was stunned and froze on the spot.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Fan asked.

"It's nothing!"

Fang Jiexia quickly looked away, but her ears turned red.

During their eye contact just now, she once again felt that extremely intense sense of oppression.

It felt like a hand was choking her, making her stop breathing and her heart race.

It's not a positive feeling, yet it's surprisingly addictive.

"Take a rest if you're tired. I'm sorry to trouble you with Uncle Biao's work."

Chen Fan said softly, "From today onwards, we're all on the same side. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can tell me."

"What trouble could I possibly have?"

Fang Jiexia lowered her head and tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ears.

"But do you remember what you promised me?!"

"condition?"

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Um!"

Fang Jiexia nodded emphatically.

Behind her, in the auto repair shop, Chili and the others were still working hard, and Yuan Haoyun was also sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Okay, go ahead."

Chen Fan said softly.

"I haven't thought of that yet."

Fang Jiexia immediately looked up, met Chen Fan's gaze for a moment, and then immediately looked down again.

"Promise me first!"

"Ha, don't give me that crap!"

Chen Fan wasn't about to indulge them. "Are you going to write the report or not?"

"Write!"

For some reason, Fang Jiexia was a little afraid that he would be angry: "Then I'll tell you when I think of something."