Chapter 9 Tan Cheng comes to you(1/2)
bite!
The professional handyman has been upgraded, and the current level is lv3, activates professional expertise: hard-working and enduring.
Hard work: endurance is 20%.
A warm current swept across his body, and Fernan felt that his fatigue was much relieved.
After checking the lower panel, the attribute value of endurance has become 9.6.
Fernan clenched his fists and felt the abundant energy in his body. He was very satisfied. During this period, he had to cross the sea every day, and his rest time was basically not more than five hours. He was indeed a little mentally exhausted.
However, after the attribute value increased, the fatigue in the body was wiped out, and the mind became much clearer.
It seems that each attribute does not exist independently, but has a certain connection.
The feeling of improving attributes is very comfortable. Fernan couldn't help but wonder, Handyman is just a profession. If he activates other professions, can he gain the expertise of other professions?
This requires further exploration.
I don’t know if Song Zijie listened to the persuasion, but Song Zihao did not show any abnormalities after returning to the company the next day.
If you don’t have the identity and don’t have money, it’s really hard to get along.
However, he had already reminded him that if Song Zijie still insisted on his own, being shot might give him a better memory.
The experience of lv3 liter lv4 is 10,000, but I can't get it up in a short period of time, but Fernan did not get lazy because of this.
Just as Song Zihao said, it is difficult to be a good person.
The traitor and evil people only need to put down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha immediately, while the loyal and kind people will fail if they take a wrong step in their actions.
Fernan needs such a down-to-earth and hardworking image for the time being. Moreover, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. If you have more experience, just use it as exercise.
After a few days of peace, Fenan suddenly received a call.
Dingling!
The phone from Uncle Jian’s office rang, and Fei Nan was cleaning, so he picked it up.
"United Taxi Company, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Brother Hao, is he here?" A girl's anxious voice was heard opposite her.
"Jackie?" Fernan recognized Jackie's voice, and his heart moved, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Ajie was shot!" Jackie's voice was crying.
"Speak slowly."
Jackie told the story again. Sure enough, like the plot, Song Zijie was still following Tan Cheng, but was led to the shipyard by Tan Cheng's design trap and shot and injured.
Sure enough, Song Zijie was just a naughty man. After repeated persuasion between him and Song Zihao, he still started to speak.
But what Fernan is more concerned about is how much intervention can be enough to change the plot line?
Is the verbal advice invalid? Do you have to intervene in person?
After comforting Jackie, Fei Nan hung up the phone and immediately contacted Song Zihao.
Uncle Jian installed a car walkie-talkie for each taxi, and he only needed to dial to contact each driver who was attending.
After telling Song Zihao the news, Fei Nan went to Uncle Jian to borrow the key because he knew that Tan Cheng's next target was mark.
Alin's home is a bit far from the company and it takes more than half an hour to drive. Because it took Fei Nan to bypass the traffic police, it took more than 40 minutes to drive.
However, after knocking on the door, Fernan found that the person who opened the door was a strange man.
"Who are you looking for?" the man asked him.
"Don't mark live here?" Fei Nan's heart skipped a beat.
"Oh, he moved back yesterday."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Fei Nan turned around and ran downstairs.
He drove back to Mark's home at the highest speed, and Fernan climbed to the top of the building and smashed the door with a loud bang.
Crunch!
The door was opened and Mark was about to go out.
"Anan? Why are you here?" he asked in confusion.
"Tan Cheng sent someone to mess with you, hurry up and follow me, the car is downstairs."
Mark's eyes passed by him and looked behind him: "No need, it's too late."
Fei Nan looked back and saw a group of men in suits appearing at the end of the corridor, walking towards this side.
Damn! No! So unlucky? It’s not dark yet?
Mark stretched out his hand and pulled Fernan in, closing the door with a bang.
"Do you have a fire staircase?" Fernan asked.
Mark gritted his teeth while pushing the table hard, "Do you think this is abroad? Come and help!"
Fei Nan stepped forward to help him move the table behind the door and pressed against the door lock. As soon as the table was put down, someone kicked the door hard.
"Damn!" Mark cursed inwardly, pulled Fernan over and walked towards the balcony: "Come with me!"
Mark lives on the top floor and has a large terrace. He pulled Fernan to the terrace. Mark pointed to the terrace fence and urged: "You go down from here, there is a water pipe next to it."
Fernan asked anxiously: "What about you?"
"Don't worry about me, I'll hold them back." Mark gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up! Otherwise it will be too late!"
Fei Nan was stunned for a moment, looked at the terrace, and then looked at the mark who limped to use crutches as weapons, but could not take that step.
I just saw those younger brothers who were born, and Fernan remembered that several of them were holding guns in their hands.
After gritting his teeth, Fernan suddenly stepped forward quickly and grabbed the mark.
"What are you doing? Go quickly!" Mark was a little anxious. He knew that Tan Cheng was such a cruel person. Since he came to him, he would definitely not let him go.
Anan is Brother Hao’s friend, and he doesn’t want to implicate others.
"You go first! Time is too late!"
The table blocked the door, and Tan Cheng's people could not enter for the time being. Fernan pulled the mark to the terrace, but heard two "bangs" sounds like wine opening a bottle behind him, and then the door was kicked and cracked.
He kicked the door and table open, and several men in suits rushed in with a pistol equipped with a muffler.
"Don't move!"
The tall man pointed a gun at Mark and Fernan and shouted.
As if a ray of light was on his back, Fenan slowly turned around. Tan Cheng walked in leisurely in the already-opened door.
Mark had already blocked Fernan before and said to Tan Cheng, who was looking at his residence with great interest, "Acheng, it's not about Anan's business. If you let him go, I'll do it at your disposal!"
"Are you talking to me about conditions?" Tan Cheng stared at him with a smile.
Fenan crossed him and said to Tan Cheng with a smile: "Brother Cheng, please say something! Everyone is just to make money by making money, and being kind can make money. Are you right?"
"What? Are you enlightened now?" Tan Cheng looked at him playfully.
Suddenly, the tall man next to him took a step forward and punched him down with a sudden punch!
Even though Fernan had increased his reaction speed, his body still couldn't keep up with the reaction, so he could only raise his hand to block it.
A hand suddenly appeared behind him, and Mark stretched out his hand from behind and firmly grasped the tall wrist.
Fernan was a little surprised. The tall man was at least one head taller than Mark, and his body was strong for a whole circle. He swung his fist but was held by Mark. It seems that Mark's practical ability is stronger than on the surface?
Seeing this, Tan Cheng hid his smile, snorted coldly, and waved his hand softly.
The two little brothers holding pistols raised their guns and aimed at Mark and Fernan respectively. The other little brother strode forward and kicked Mark with a fierce kick!
This time the mark was not blocked, and he was hit hard and fell heavily to the ground.
Fernan staggered, gained a foothold, and helped up the mark.
Looking at the thugs surrounding him, Fernan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
This situation today may be difficult to end well.
Is this considered myself actively involved in the plot line? So will the plot line change? Will Tan Cheng directly kill the two of them here?
If Tan Cheng wanted to kill someone, they would almost be the fish on the chopping board and would be slaughtered.
"Follow Song Zihao, you should be prepared for this." Tan Chengru walked up with a glove and said with a smile: "I gave you a chance, but you were not sure. Who can you blame?"
He waved his hand, except for the little brother holding the gun, the other six or seven little brothers surrounded him and kicked Mark and Fernan to the ground with both feet, punching and kicking him.
pain!
These people are so cruel!
Fernan's reaction speed has increased, but he cannot prevent fists falling like raindrops from all directions.
Besides, even if he can dodge the fist, he can't dodge the bullets after all. He can only try his best to protect the vital points and dodge the attack.
Mark was much worse than him. The guys who hit him were holding baseball bats, and in a few strokes he beat him to his face covered in blood.
To be continued...