Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

Ye Fan laughed in anger: "How brave, you dare to assassinate me, it's really courting death!"

His hand rested on Wang Chunrong's wrist and twisted hard.

Dang-

The sharp knife and dagger fell to the ground immediately.

lol-

The incomparably infiltrating breaking sound suddenly sounded.

"Uh-huh-"

Wang Chunrong groaned.

The severe pain of the broken bones and tendons suddenly caused a dense cold sweat to ooze out of his forehead.

"Tell me, who ordered you to kill me?"

Ye Fan's icy eyes looked directly into Wang Chunrong's eyes and slowly opened his mouth.

Wang Chunrong met Ye Fan's gaze, gritted his teeth, did not give in, his eyes were sharp and tenacious.

Ye Fansen sneered: "I want to see, is your bone hard, or your mouth hard?"

He was about to start when suddenly Wang Chunrong gritted his teeth, and the next second, his whole body started to twitch.

The whites of his eyes rolled up, and his eyes quickly dimmed.

White foam and dark red blood flowed from the mouth and nose at the same time.

After a short while, he was completely paralyzed and died.

"Um?"

Ye Fan screamed in surprise, frowning slightly.

Such a ruthless and fast method, even if he missed a hit, he directly committed suicide by taking poison.

Ye Fan looked at Wang Chunrong's corpse with purple lips and poisoned death, with more doubts in his eyes.

The camouflage before and after Wang Chunrong was so perfect, and after the assassination failed, he directly committed suicide by taking poison.

With such a fierce means, the person standing behind is definitely not ordinary!

Is it Zhao Jianfeng and Zhao Jun's father and son?

Ye Fan shook his head slightly, but it didn't feel like it.

Help them eliminate the demons in the factory, even if it is because of a bit of quarrel, there is no reason to kill yourself.

Who would it be?

After thinking about it, Ye Fan never thought that he had offended anyone to the point of sending a killer to assassinate him.

There were more doubts in his mind.

Ye Fan always had a feeling that he somehow stepped into a game.

A layer of mist shrouded in front of him, and a vague murderous intent struck.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Ye Fan put all these questions behind him.

Since I can't figure it out, I'll put it aside first, finish the hanged ghost in this factory, and leave after receiving the reward, saving trouble.

Ye Fan had a plan in his mind, so he strode downstairs and walked towards the factory area.

He followed the location of the strongest ghost in the induction, and went all the way to find it.

squeak-

A factory door was opened by Ye Fan.

woohoo-

A cold wind, as if someone was crying and whimpering, suddenly blew out of it.

The incomparably rich death energy and ghost energy gushed out vigorously.

Found it, here it is!

Ye Fan's eyes moved and he strode in.

Inside the factory building, it was dark and filled with the strong smell of corpse.

Ye Fan pressed the switch, but nothing turned on.

It seems that the ghost is full of energy, and all circuits have been blocked.

However, with Ye Fan's eyesight, night vision is easy.

This is a large empty warehouse, the goods have been removed, and everything inside is unobstructed.

It seems to be the place where people died two days ago.

White lines were drawn on the ground with the fallen corpses.

A cordon was drawn around.

Ye Fan pulled out the Tang knife, cut the cordon off, and walked in.

The white lines on the ground are very detailed.

Ye Fan stared at the fallen postures of the corpses, and a strange feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.

The postures and positions of these corpses falling to the ground seem to be connected together, and each seems to have a certain position.

Combined together, it looks like a weird pattern.

Can a dead person succumb to a flower? !

Ye Fan sneered.

Snapped--

At this time, Ye Fan's shoulder seemed to touch something.

Icy cold.