The old man's face was pale, but his eyes were still very bright.
When he saw Fan Wei coming around the corner, the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared in vain, and he gasped slightly, "Young man, you, come here."
"I don't, no, no, no, old man, just stay here and I'll call an ambulance."
Fan Wei pointed at himself blankly.
He could clearly feel his legs shaking.
Maybe he, Fan Wei, can beat all the gangsters in this film, maybe he can be very cruel and deadly, but looking at such a bloody scene at this moment, he is only a sixteen-year-old boy after all, and the fear in his heart is undoubtedly .
Just when Fan Wei was about to turn around and run away immediately, the old man's voice sounded again, "Come here, save, save."
I don't know why, but Fan Wei's body that turned around was frozen in place.
After he severely despised his own uselessness, he took a deep breath and turned around again.
He glanced at the old man with a look of anticipation on his face firmly, gritted his teeth helplessly, and walked over.
When the old man saw Fan Wei walking towards him, his originally disappointed eyes suddenly revealed a hint of confusion and admiration.
He coughed a few times, grabbed the arm that Fan Wei handed over, and slightly excitedly took out a piece of white jade engraved with dragons and phoenixes from his arms and handed it to him tremblingly.
He swallowed hard and slowly He said, "Young man, you, you, hide this jade, and don't let anyone know about it."
"Ah" Fan Wei didn't expect that the old man would actually act like a bribe when he came here.
He quickly shook his head and said, "Well, old man, I think you must have been in trouble before I decided to help you.
The rules of the world are that you don't expect anything in return for saving people."
Yes, I can't take this jade."
Any fool can tell that this old man must have a deep background and was hunted down here.
Just by looking at the carved patterns on his arms that were accidentally exposed in his sleeves, you can tell that this guy is probably A bastard.
Fan Wei is not disgusted with people on the road, which is because he has been in contact with these gangsters a lot during the two years of junior high school.
Although he didn't want to be a figure in the world, he still despised the behavior of not saving people in the face of death, so this was the reason why he overcame the fear in his heart and decided to help the old man.
Who would have expected that the old man would ignore Fan Wei's refusal at all and just stuff the piece of white jade that he knew was of the highest quality into Fan Wei's pocket.
He coughed and said with a smile, "Run away, run away."
Fan Wei didn't understand what the old man meant at all.
He subconsciously wanted to carry him out to find an ambulance, but what the old man meant was to let him escape and leave him alone.
How could this work?
"Old man, don't worry.
I, Fan Wei, am not the kind of person who refuses to save anyone.
I was just a little scared.
After all, it was the first time I saw so much blood.
Come on, I will carry you to call an ambulance.
Don't worry, now "Medical medicine is very advanced.
With injuries like yours" Fan Wei took the old man's arm and smiled, pretending to be calm.
Just as he was about to carry him, he discovered that on the side of the shoulder blade on the upper part of the old man's chest, a huge bullet hole was pointing outwards.
Spewing blood The old man suffered a gunshot wound.
Halfway through Qian Fan Wei's words, he suddenly froze on the spot with his mouth open.
In this country, guns have always been a weapon that is not allowed to be privately owned.
It is undoubtedly difficult to obtain a gun under strict supervision.
But the wound in front of him is obviously a gunshot wound caused by a bullet.
What does this mean?
This is enough to show that the crisis the old man is in is obviously much more terrifying than Fan Wei thought.
Seeing that Fan Wei was so frightened that his whole face was pale, the old man endured the pain but showed a smile and said, "No, it doesn't matter, you can run away."
Fan Wei recovered from the shock.
Although his face was ugly, he still gritted his teeth and shook his head firmly.
"Save people to the end, send Buddha to the West.
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I just hope that the person I save is not a bad person."
After he finished speaking, he tried his best.
He straightened the old man's body upright, and then slowly prepared to lift him up on his back.
"Huh!"
At this moment, a cold snort sounded from the exit of the alley, and a black figure appeared in front of Fan Wei's eyes, appearing in front of him at an extremely fast speed.
"Old man An, can you make it easy for me to find him?"
When the black figure stopped, Fan Wei finally saw the face of the person clearly.
To be precise, it was not a real face, because the guy in a black suit was actually wearing an Austrian mask.
Terman's Mask Fan Wei was not in the mood to tease him now.
Anyone who was stupid would know that the man in black was probably a killer who wanted to kill the old man.
Unexpectedly, the trails here extend in all directions, but he found it anyway.
In fact, it was not difficult to find the old man, mainly because the blood stains from his wounds had already exposed his whereabouts.
The old man backed away from Fan Wei slightly, stood up from the ground with gritted teeth, and said angrily to the man in black, "Who are you?
Why do you want to kill me?
If you let me live now, I may be able to forget the blame.
If you really do it now, Kill me, then I believe that my daughter will avenge me and find the real messenger."
The man in black saw the old man's fierce expression, but he didn't take it seriously at all and said, "You think I would give up on an opportunity that is so easy to come by just because of your threat.
If that's the case, then I think you are really old and not suitable."
Just hang out in the underworld.
To be honest, I don't know the person who bought your life.
I'm just a killer who only pays for commission."
When he said this, he slowly took out a three-edged thorn from his arms, "I'll let you.
Your life will end in my hands."
The old man coughed violently, pushed Fan Wei to the wall, yelled and rushed towards the man in black, "Go to Jiangcheng to see my daughter An Meier and tell her all this."
Listening to the old man's words, Fan Wei, who was leaning against the wall, watched helplessly as the old man rushed towards the man in black and hugged him.
The man in black quickly stabbed the three-pointed thorn in his hand into his ribs, and a stream of blood spurted out from the old man's abdomen, spreading all over the ground.
"Insensitive, old man, do you think that I, Fan Wei, is a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
Fan Wei's eyes were red at this moment.
He didn't care what the old man's background was, at least he didn't forget that he was also born in fighting and killing. , it’s just a thin line of distance.
The old man can fight hard, why can’t he Fan Wei?
Before the man in black could stab the old man's ribs for the second time, Fan Wei rushed to his mask with a swift punch.
A strange smile suddenly appeared in the eyes of the man in black, his head turned to one side, and he dodged it so easily.
When Fan Wei failed, he hurriedly hugged the old man's body, took three steps back, and placed the bleeding man against the wall.
He then roared and killed him again.
When it comes to tough fights, Fan Wei thinks he will not lose to anyone.
His fright and fear were replaced by the passion and impulse in his heart in just a moment.
Facing the tall black-clothed killer, he hit him with a side kick and then hit him with a series of punches.
It's a pity that the argument of winning in a fight must have a premise, that is, both of them are ordinary people who don't know kung fu.
It was obvious that the professional killer in front of him not only knew kung fu, but he was also very impressive behind the scenes.
Therefore, Fan Wei's two swift blows not only failed to hit him, but were kicked hard by him, causing him to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground: