Chapter 616

The sound of bullets coming out of the chamber echoed on the mountain road for a long time. As soon as the cold wind blew, a trace of smoke filled the air.

Fan Jingyu held the gun and slowly turned his eyes from the co pilot to the driver's seat. He was a little slow in action. Then he felt a trace of warm liquid flowing down the bridge of his nose from his forehead, and then more and more. Finally, his eyes were gradually filled, and the world in his sight became a blood red

Qin Qing's hand was stuck in the seat at that time. When he heard the conversation outside, he was trying to move his body to avoid the key. His sight was right on fan Jingyu, who raised his gun and aimed at him.

Often walking by the river, there are no wet shoes. Although she has a chance to be reborn, she is not invincible. After receiving this bullet, she was ready to die.

The gunshot rang out, and the expected pain did not come, while Zhan Chen, who had been in a coma for a long time, was holding a gun and looking sideways at her eyes.

"Qin Qing, now, it's just you." fan Jingyu in front of the car fell to the ground. Zhan Chen completely lost his strength. His fingers hung soft on the chair. Every word he said spilled a trace of blood from his mouth, but he also tried to look at the girl with a smile. "I killed people, it has nothing to do with you. The next thing is up to you."

Feeling that his unusual amount of bleeding was probably caused by visceral damage, Qin Qing tried hard to get her hand out of the prison, but it was all in vain. She could only keep shouting at Zhan Chen: "Zhan Chen, don't sleep, you try to open your seat belt first, Zhan Chen..."

However, no matter how much he tried to communicate with him, the half drooping young man slowly closed his eyes. The last advice and entrustment, like a last word, was desolate in the girl's heart.

After the gunshot, Qin Qing quickly chose to evacuate. When Qin Qing pulled her hand out of the seat, it was covered with blood stains and her strength had been exhausted. She only had time to put her hand gently on the young man's hand holding the gun.

The unconscious man still held the gun tightly in his hand.

At nine o'clock, several waves of people arrived one after another. The first to receive the news was the owner of the house and Yue Chengzhi. But they arrived one after another, but they found that a group of people were faster than them.

The tall man was wrapped in a windbreaker in the night. The cold wind was cold, but he couldn't even lift the corners of his clothes. It seemed that this cold was nothing to him. On the contrary, because of his arrival, the damaged car and everything around him seemed to condense a layer of cold ice, which was hard to get close to.

At this time, several men were working together to push away the attacking vehicle and carefully opened the door of the nearly flattened business car, revealing the unconscious girl in the co driver's seat.

"My God..." Cui Jiali, who arrived with Yue Chengzhi, immediately whispered when she saw the scene in the car. Subconsciously, she was about to run forward, "boss."

Yue Chengzhi was also shocked, but there was still a trace of reason to hold Cui Jiali. "You'd better not go there now, otherwise I can't guarantee that I can save you later."

He knew Fred's true identity. At the 18th birthday party of Qin Qing in C City, he also saw the terrible appearance of men with red eyes and indiscriminate attack after losing their mind. Therefore, after arriving at the scene, although many brothers were anxious about the girl's injury, he still stopped the people from coming forward.

On the other side, as soon as Fan Hong got off the bus, he saw fan Jingyu lying on the asphalt road. He was shot in the middle of his face and died in peace.

"Master..." the accompanying housekeeper also took a breath and hurriedly helped fan Hong's arm. His heart was unbearable.

The fifth young master grew up in the big house since childhood. Although he was arrogant, he treated the people well and was obedient in front of the master. Now people have suddenly left, and their domestic servants are still sad and shed tears, let alone Fan Hong as a father.

A group of guards followed and looked at fan Hongli's silent appearance. They didn't dare to move forward for a moment.

After a long time, I heard fan Hongman's old muddy voice and said tired, "take the fifth young master back."

"Yes." the guard answered quickly and moved the body into the car with extra care. Looking at the bullet hole blood in the middle of the eyebrow, he couldn't help feeling frightened and sighed at the boldness of the two people in the car.

From the traces of the scene, we can clearly analyze the course of the incident. The three people present were the most competitive candidates among the heirs of the fan family. Fan Jingyu summoned people and horses to intercept and kill them on the way. Finally, they stole chicken and rice and were killed by two people in the car.

As for the other men, naturally, the trees fell and the monkeys scattered. They were afraid of getting into trouble, so they fled the scene quickly. I'm afraid it's impossible to find them again.

Fan Hong stayed in his study all day today. After drinking wine at dinner, he fell asleep exhausted. At this time, he hurried to see his son's body. At this time, his hands and feet were cold. He had to rely on the housekeeper's help to get to the car.

"Is she okay?" at that time, the tall man wearing a white mask was lifting the air bag, took the unconscious girl out of the car, looked at her half face stained with blood, and her hanging hands were dripping blood. Fan Hong hesitated and asked after all.

"...." he responded with the figure of the man walking away. His sonorous and powerful steps seemed to contain a huge anger, which could destroy everything. Even the people under his hand dared not approach, so he could only watch people drive away.

Fan Hong didn't care about the man's abnormal reaction now. After sweeping his eyes on the bullet holes in the body, he fell on Zhan Chen sandwiched between the mountain gap and the airbag, as well as the gun he held tightly in his hand.

It is an indisputable fact that brothers kill each other.

"... go to the hospital and see if there is any help." Fan Hong's heavy voice rang out slowly. When he turned and left, his footsteps were much slower, and even his gray hair added a little old.

The accident on the hillside was not announced. The fan family blocked the mountain road and didn't even let their children out again. It didn't shake the whole Macao until the news of their death was announced in three days.

"The son of Macao's gambling king died strangely, and Fan Hong quickly cremated the body. The truth is trying to cover up."

The title of the media covered a whole page, but the content was poor. In addition to many guesses, there was no material to dig. Even the rest of the fan family got no more information than outsiders.

In front of the mourning hall, there was not a coffin in the middle, but a lonely urn on the desk. Even the cause of fan Jingyu's death could not be investigated.