The battle was in full swing in the tropical jungle of Southeast Asia.

Lu Fan also woke up from his sleep.

He suddenly got up from the bed, his cold face filled with solemnity.

He seemed to hear the sound of walking "da da da da" on the floor upstairs. Although the sound of walking is very slight, he will never escape the ears of a great master.

"Only Zhong Ziyan on the second floor, there is no one else."

"Why are there footsteps?"

Lu Fan jumped out of bed, turned on the light and pushed the door door, and walked towards the second floor.

"Click."

Just as he opened the door gently, a figure was also standing inside the door, looking at him quietly.

Zhong Ziyan!

When Lu Fan saw that Zhong Ziyan had woken up from the fake death of sealing the acupoint and was about to walk out of the door, his first reaction was to directly poke his hand out and grab her shoulders...

"Bang!"

There was almost no reaction. Just as Lu Fan grabbed Zhong Ziyan's shoulder, his whole body stiffened, as if he was hit by a truck driving at full speed. His body bent and flew backwards!

My body was still in the air, and I saw that Zhong Ziyan had already taken a step, and the next second, he appeared downstairs and in front of the door.

"Shrink the ground into an inch!"

Lu Fan's pupils contracted violently. While his body fell to the ground, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Zhong Ziyan again.

"puff!"

Hunted!

Lu Fan widened his eyes and looked at his palms that were holding the air incredible. He raised his head and saw that Zhong Ziyan had disappeared from the spot, and the entire wetland garden and the barking of dogs came one after another.

Zhong Ziyan doesn’t like dogs, so he has never raised a dog in the garden.

In addition to the group brought by Zhong Tingting, it was also after that incident that Zhong Wan'er was worried that Zhong Tingting would not give up and had any more trouble, so she raised a few dogs to patrol and guard against the police. Anyway, Zhong Ziyan had fallen into a state of fake death and would not worry about these things.

However, it was Zhong Wan'er's unintentional act.

But it provided direction for Lu Fan to pursue Zhong Ziyan who disappeared.

Lu Fan's figure turned into a afterimage, shuttled across the eaves and walls of the garden, galloping all the way, following the figure that quickly disappeared into the night.

Jinling International Airport.

A black private jet is quietly parked at the end of the runway, waiting for the tower orders to take off and leave Jinling and head to a distant Southeast Asian city.

At this time, the cabin door is closed.

After witnessing a mysterious man covered in a cloak and protected by the Ma family slaves, three staff members in yellow airport uniforms lowered their hats and walked straight out of the workroom to the rear of the machine.

During the process, none of the three spoke.

They stood at the tail of the machine, looked up at the flashing red light at the tail of the machine, and then looked at each other.

I saw that one of them took out a black soft rubber object from the toolbox he brought with him. Then, the other person took out his mobile phone, turned on the remote-controlled bomb monitoring system, and quickly set the detonation time on it: forty minutes.

Forty minutes, it happened to be the exact time when the plane left Chinese airspace and sailed over the Pacific Ocean.

As soon as time comes, four sticky bombs stuck at the tail of the machine will detonate instantly!

This plane will fall from a height of 10,000 meters to the uninhabited Pacific Ocean surface. No one on board can survive!

"Go on."

After setting the bomb time, the other two looked around and threw the sticky bomb in their hands directly at the rear of the machine.

"Didi!"

The moment on pasting, a mechanical electronic sound rang out instantly.

The three of them were about to turn around and leave.

I suddenly felt a gust of wind blew in front of me.

The three people didn't even see the figure... "Crack!"

The sound of bone explosion sounded!

The three bodyguards of the Zhong family were like crushed bamboo poles, "splashing" and all fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Then, a figure stood beside the three corpses.

She looked up at the four sticky bombs stuck to the rear of the machine, her eyes were confused, as if she didn't know why she was here, and there were these four things, what were...
Chapter completed!