Chapter 167 Digging and Buried

Move his feet away from Fan Tong's chest, Huang Han slowly stepped back a few steps, and then gave a winky look at the two younger brothers next to him, signaling them to help Fan Tong up.

The two younger brothers immediately acted and dragged Fan Tong up. However, Fan Tong thought that Huang Han had listened to his words. Unexpectedly, Huang Han pulled out a handful of silver* from his back waist and still smiled at Fan Tong. He just smiled badly. He didn't know what he was thinking?

staring at the Colt* in Huang Han's hand, Fan Tong's eyes were as if he was bullish and his face was white. He couldn't help shaking his whole body. His knees were weak, shaking left and right, and he couldn't even stand still, just like a frosted eggplant, completely stunned.

"You just said that your grandfather got the true biography of the qigong master, and then your ancestors began to use qigong to help people treat diseases?" Huang Hanpi looked at Fan Tong with a smile, and his words seemed to want to give Fan Tong a chance to live. However, Huang Han has also heard of the "qigong master" named Wang Lin in the last century. However, Huang Han has always believed that the gun in his hand can pose a fatal threat to people and never believes in the statement of using Qigong to cure diseases and save people.

Seeing that Huang Han was restrained and happy, Fan Tong was relieved and nodded quickly and reiterated, "Yes, yes, my great-grandfather got the true biography of Master Wang Lin. My ancestors relied on Qigong to treat patients for three generations."

"So, it turns out that you are also a master of Qigong. Ha ha, it's really disrespectful." As he spoke, Huang Han waved his hand and ordered the brothers beside him, "Hid you hear that Mr. Fan say that he is an apprentice of the famous Master Wang Lin? Why don't you untie Master Fan quickly? If you neglect the master of Qigong, the master will not forgive you.

Several brothers looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what Huang Han meant, since Huang Han spoke, they had to do so, so they divided them into two and untied the rope on Fan Tong's body.

"I'm sorry, Master Fan, my brother has offended you. Please forgive me." Huang Han still smiled and his tone was a little polite.

"Where, where, this eldest brother is serious, hehe~" Fan Tong thought he had escaped the disaster, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Since ancient times, anyone with a "qigong master" on his head has been respected and worshipped by some idiots. Obviously, in Fan Tong's eyes at this time, Huang Han is no different from secular people, and they are easy to be deceived.

"Since Master Fan's grandfather got the true biography of Master Wang Lin, Master Fan must also be a master of Qigong?" Huang Han said admiringly while playing with the gun in his hand.

"I really dare not be a master of Qigong. I just got some ancestral inheritance and understand some essentials of Qigong, which is enough to cooperate with the medical skills left by the ancestors to cure diseases and save people. Hearing Huang Han's tone of speech was a little polite, and he did not mean to continue to be rude. Fan Tong was obviously more and more proud, but he was a little proud and forgot.

I heard that Qigong can penetrate Yang in a hundred steps and hurt people invisibly from dozens of meters away. This skill is comparable to a power in the last century. Master Fan, I'm curious, are these real?" Huang Han's eyes had a few more wisps of curiosity, and he actually discussed Qigong with Fan Tong.

"Yes, yes. Qigong can not only penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, but also take things from the air. If you don't believe it, I'll show you. After you see it, you will know the power of Qigong. Fan Tong was full of confidence, and then rolled up his sleeves, showing that he wanted to show his skills, but he really looked like a master.

He has been in the world all year round and claims to know how to use Qigong to treat diseases and heal injuries. How can Fan Tong not prevent it?

He doesn't know Qigong, but he knows some small magic tricks. Once it is performed, it is enough to deceive those ordinary people, making them think that they are performing Qigong, and then make those who witness it believe it and benefit themselves.

"Oh?" Huang Han's interest seemed to have been picked up. He looked curious and asked with great interest, "I don't know what skills Master Fan has?" Ha ha, not to mention it, I really want to open my eyes.

Fan Tong smiled proudly, and then turned his head to look at the sea in the distance. He vowed, "I can stand still here and only use qigong to take things from the air and change the sea water. However, when I performed qigong, the aura generated was too strong, so in order not to hurt the big brothers, I hope you can find an iron basin for me and bring two more cups.

"Ha ha, don't be too troublesome." With that, Huang Han stepped back a few more steps, distanced himself from Fan Tong a little, and said lightly, "Just use a hundred steps to wear Yang. I want to experience for myself how powerful your Qigong is."

Speaking of this, Huang Han smiled and said casually, "Master Fan, please don't show mercy, just do your best. Life and death are peaceful. If my body is really hurt by the master's qigong, I will die without regret. At the same time, I can guarantee that my people will not touch your hair. So please ask the master to do it, and I'll stand here."

After saying that, Huang Han's arms were slightly open, calmly and quietly waiting for Fan Tong to make his work.

"This..." Fan Tong was shocked in an instant and sweated profusely.

The big story has been released. If it is withdrawn like this, Fan Tong can conclude that he will not escape death today. But the key is that he made up those words before. If he is allowed to use a blindfolding method, turn into a small magic, play small acrobatics, and fake the truth, these will be no problem for him. As for Qigong, he doesn't know it at all. What should he do?

"By the way, I forgot to add one sentence. If Master Fan can't hurt me in five minutes, it means that Master Fan looks down on me. In this case, I will be very angry. At that time, Master Fan will bear the consequences. After saying this, Huang Han suddenly straightened up and became extremely serious. At the same time, he gently moved his right thumb and broke the firing pin on the gun. Under him, he only needed to hook his fingers to easily kill anyone present!

Seeing this, Fan Tong almost didn't get scared to pee his pants. There was nothing he could do. He knelt down, kept kowtopping to Huang Han, crying and pleading, "Brother, please, I know I'm wrong. I deserve to die. I'm not a human. I'm a beast. Brother, please let me go. I promise that I will roll far away and never appear in this city again. Brother..."

"Aren't you claiming to be a master of Qigong? What, are you kidding me?" Huang Han raised his eyebrows, and a trace of unhilacy appeared on his face. He stared straight at Fan Tong with cold eyes and pleaded for him without showing any pity.

"No, no, I'm just a liar. I don't know anything about Qigong at all." Speaking here in a panic, Fan Tong turned to Fang Qing again and continued to plead with tears in his eyes, "Miss, I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't hurt the young master, let alone sow discord and let Boss Fang misunderstand you. Miss, you have a lot, just let me go. I swear that from now on, I won't think about the Fang family again. I will leave here and promise that I won't appear in front of you..."

At this point, Fan Tong knew that he could not continue to cheat, so he could only take the real move and beg to save his life.

Fang Qing had doubted Fan Tong's identity. At this time, when she heard him admit that he had been hurting her brother, Fang Qing was suddenly furious.

She didn't hate Fan Tong's provocation of discord, causing her father to drive herself out of the house. However, the pain her brother suffered in the past two months forced her to hate Fan Tong's behavior.

Driven by anger, Fang Qing couldn't wait to smash Fan Tong to pieces immediately, thinking that her brother was in peace.

But killing people to relieve hatred is simple to say, but it is more difficult to let Fang Qing do it herself than to ascend to the sky!

Slowly went to Fang Qing's side. Huang Han handed the gun in his hand in front of her and said, "What should I do next? It's up to you. There is no need to show mercy, let alone be soft-hearted when dealing with such people. You just have to take revenge and complain. As for the aftermath, leave it to us. You don't have to worry about getting into trouble.

Looking at the gun in Huang Han's hand, Fang Qing didn't blink and seemed to be stunned.

After a while, she clenched her fist and almost wanted to take the gun in Huang Han's hand, and then opened a few holes for Fan Tong. In the end, she was dispelled by reason, or she did not have the courage to shoot and hurt people.

Just as Fang Qing hesitated, Fan Tong suddenly stood up, turned to the dark curtain in the distance, and ran away. He knows better than anyone that even if Fang Qing will let him go, Huang Han will not spare him, so desperate escape is his only way out.

"Well, dealing with this kind of person will stain your hands. I'd better help you."

Before the words fell, Huang Han suddenly turned the muzzle and aimed at Fan Tong, who was running desperately. He gently moved his finger and pulled the trigger. Suddenly, he only heard a "pop" gunshot, and Fan Tong fell to the ground directly. However, Huang Han did not hit him, but hit his right thigh.

At the time of life and death, Rao was shot in the leg, and Fan Tong also struggled to get up and continued to move towards the dark curtain in the distance, shouting: "Help... Help, kill, help..."

The sad cry for help spread all over the world, echoing in this barren mountains. However, the moon here is dark and the wind is high, far away from the world. Even if Fan Tong breaks his throat, it will not get anyone's sympathy. Perhaps there is only endless fear and the call of death waiting for him!

Before Fan Tong had run far, the two younger brothers quickly chased him, then forcibly dragged him back, followed him to his knees and knelt in front of Fang Qing.

At a fixed look, the bullet actually passed through Fan Tong's right thigh, leaving a bottle-sized blood hole in the skin and flesh. A large amount of blood kept flowing out of the eye, causing Fan Tong's face gradually pale, and the fear in his eyes became stronger, but it was still hysterical. The bottom begged for mercy, but it seemed that he didn't even find it himself. In his cry, it was full of despair and despair for survival!

At this moment, Fan Tong not only felt the pain caused by the shooting, but also deeply felt the horror and pain of the moment before death. To him, the sound of the waves in the distance seemed to have turned into a fierce ghost's roar, summoning his soul and letting him join the ranks of lonely ghosts, making him tremble and tortured, and it was simply worse than death!

Slowly raised the gun and put the muzzle on Fan Tong's forehead. Next, Huang Han could decide Fan Tong's life and death.

Of course, Huang Han is not a person who likes to kill innocent people. If he wants a person to disappear forever, there will definitely be a good reason. At this time, he pointed a gun to Fan Tong's forehead and said coldly, "Listen, I let you understand now. Remember that my name is Huang Han, a friend of Miss Fang, and I killed you because you hurt my friend. After becoming a ghost in the future, I, Huang Han, are waiting for you at any time. Now, you have to die!"

After saying this, Huang Han suddenly looked cold and was about to pull the trigger and end Fan Tong's little life. Unexpectedly, Fang Qing's eyes were clear and his hands were quick. Suddenly, he grabbed Huang Han's arm and immediately raised it, directly turned the muzzle of the direction. Although there was a shocking sound, the gun undoubtedly fell empty, but also It scared Fan Tong's soul to fly away. He couldn't help but soften his body and collapsed at Huang Han's feet. He trembled violently and convulsed from time to time. His face was ashes and he was shocked that he almost didn't be scared to death.

"Why did you stop me? Don't you want to ask for justice for your brother and speak for yourself? Huang Han looked at Fang Qing puzzledly and thought that since Fan Tong had admitted that he was a liar and had been hurting her brother, killing him was also a kind of revenge for her, but why did she stop herself?

"I have lost my anger, and my brother has also recovered justice." Fang Qing looked at Huang Han gratefully. She knew that Huang Han did all this for her good. Although she didn't know what his purpose was, Fang Qing was still full of gratitude to him.

Looking down and looking at Fan Tong, who was already possessed, Fang Qing said to Huang Han, "He has been shot and has got the rightful end. I believe he will not continue to be deceived in the future. Now that my anger and my brother's revenge have been revenged, let him go. If someone kills you in the future, I will be sorry. So, I want you to let him go."

Indeed, no matter what, Huang Han also tried to catch Fan Tong in order to help Fang Qing vent his anger. For this reason, Fang Qing really thanked Huang Han. However, Fang Qing really doesn't want to kill people. She is not afraid of sharing responsibility, but doesn't want to involve Huang Han. After all, Fan Tong is a person and a living life. The so-called human life is at risk. If Huang Han kills him like this, in case the police investigates him in the future, Huang Han will definitely not escape the punishment of the law.

Speaking of which, Fang Qing is still good for Huang Han and doesn't want him to be charged with murder for himself.

Looking at Fang Qing's eyes full of pleading, Huang Han finally softened. He didn't even delve into her as a party. What else could he say? He could only obey her, the party's opinion.

However, in Huang Han's view, Fan Tong's death is inevitable and the living crime is unforgivable. Because Huang Han let go of his words in front of his brothers before, saying that he would bury Fan Tong. If he, the boss, breached his promise, how could he convince the public in the future?

Throw the gun in his hand to a younger brother, and then Huang Han smiled at Fang Qing and said, "Okay, I can't kill him, but I can't forgive him so easily, otherwise I, Huang Han, will not come to Taiwan in front of my brothers."

Fang Qing was puzzled and didn't wait to understand. Huang Han waved his hand gently and told the people behind him, "Bry this boy for me. Remember, don't kill him. If his life doesn't deserve to end, let him climb out of the soil by himself."

Fang Qing was stunned when she heard the words and was about to continue to plead for Fan Tong. Unexpectedly, Huang Han took the lead and said, "I have done my best of benevolence. Next, let's see how this boy. However, looking at the boy's urine on his face, he should have a strong desire to survive, and sooner or later he will climb out of the ground and go home. You don't have to worry."

"It's getting late. Let's go. I'll take you back to rest." After saying that, Huang Han raised his arm and made a pose to Fang Qing, signaling her to get in the car.

Fang Qing was deeply afraid that it would cause people's lives, which would add great trouble to Huang Han, but Fang Qing did not open this mouth. She just hoped that Fan Tong could escape and not die here.

Looking at Fan Tong's eyes sympathetically, Fang Qing turned around and left, got into the car with Huang Han, and then drove to the city.

After seeing the car go far away, a group of left-behind brothers began to take action. The three of them took out three shovels from the car and began to rise hard beside Fan Tong. It seemed that they wanted to dig a hole and bury Fan Tong alive.

Seeing this scene, Fan Tong, who had been lying on the ground, immediately became energetic, but because he was shot in the leg and became a lame horse, it was impossible to run, so he just knelt down and begged for mercy, crying and begged, "Brothers, gentlemen, I beg you to let me go. As long as you let me go and take me back to the city, I will give you all my savings. Please, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

"Hmm! The woman who offended President Chu, are you still thinking about it? The brothers present obviously disdained the conditions offered by Fan Tong and only listened to one kindly remind him, "I advise you to save energy and think about how to climb out of the Hall of the King of the King of Judgment." If you really can't climb out, you can entrust a dream to your relatives and friends in the underworld and ask them to help you exchange those money for underworld coins. It's easy to use when you get there.

"The woman of President Chu?" Fan Tong didn't hear his words, but he heard them very clearly. At present, I was full of questions and thought hard. In the end, I didn't think of when I would offend the woman of the President Chu, and who the President of the Chu Dynasty was referring to?

Did they recognize the wrong person?

At the thought of this, Fan Tong was refreshed. He faintly saw a trace of hope, and couldn't help shouting, "Brother, I don't know President Chu at all. I think you have identified the wrong person. You must find out clearly!"

"Hmm! It's a tragedy that a fool like you doesn't know how to die in the end. A brother smiled at Fan Tong and then said, "I am compassionate and let you die clearly. Listen, President Chu is our boss, the famous Chu Xingchen. The lady just now is Chu Xingchen's girlfriend and our future sister-in-law. Do you understand that you can finally die this time?"

"Chu...Chu Xingchen? That Chu Xingchen from Nanling University? Fan Tong's pale face turned green, and his face was full of disbelief. It seemed that he could not believe this fact.

"Yes, it's Chu Xingchen from Nanling University!"

Hearing this, Fan Tong's heart suddenly trembled, and a sense of despair immediately filled his heart, making him seem to smell death in the air...

At this moment, Fan Tong only felt that he was more aggrieved than Qu Yuan.

If he had known that Miss Fang was Chu Xingchen's girlfriend, he would not have dared to do so even if he gave him ten courage. But now it's too late to say anything. He can only choose to accept his fate, because in his opinion, he has offended a person who should not be offended, or a big man who is afraid of both black and white!

Ten minutes later, a round pit nearly two meters deep appeared in Fan Tong's eyes. At this time, Fan Tong had completely lost his hope of life, no longer struggling, no longer begging for mercy, his eyes were dull, and his spirits were lax, and his eyes were full of various emotions, including despair, panic and regret. However, he just knelt quietly. At the edge of the pit, his hands were tied back with tape. At first glance, it looked like a prisoner who was about to be executed. The hole in front of him was the place where he was buried!

The next moment, the two brothers directly stuffed Fan Tong into the pit. After that, several people shoveled sand and shoveled soil, and soon buried his body in the loess pile. However, according to Huang Han's instructions, the brothers did not cut off Fan Tong's way of life, but exposed his head, but tied his limbs. As for life Death can only be seen by his creation...