"I don’t know anything..." Fan Ming shook his head, just about to claim ignorance, but then he t Xiao Tian’s fierce eyes, his heart twitched, and he changed his tune, "The Water Drop Organization is very mysterious, I only know so rough details. If I tell you, will you let go?"
"Are you trying to bargain with ?" Xiao Tian’s eyes suddenly flashed with cold light!
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, before Fan Ming could respond, Xiao Tian suddenly punched Fan Ming to the ground, and then fiercely kicked him again.
Crack! Crack!
Xiao Tian showed no rcy, each kick breaking several of Fan Ming’s bones.
Fan Ming curled up on the ground, constantly spitting out blood, his breath growing weaker and heart more anxious, thinking to himself, "If I say too much about the Water Drop Organization, they’ll kill imdiately. But if I don’t talk, I definitely won’t survive today. What should I do?"
Bang!
Crack!
Xiao Tian’s kicks grew heavier, this one landed on Fan Ming’s chest, directly breaking his ribs into several segnts. The intense pain made Fan Ming choke for a mont, almost fainting.
Fan Ming’s consciousness beca blurred, feeling that a few more kicks would surely kill him, he quickly raised his right arm to block and desperately shouted, "Liu Hanyan isn’t dead, she’s not dead!"
Boom!
The next second, Xiao Tian’s movents stopped, his mind struck as if by a thunderbolt, drawing a blank.
He never imagined he would receive such news.
Liu Hanyan... was actually not dead!
Boom!!!
Xiao Tian’s mind suddenly felt like it exploded, unable to calm down for a long ti.
Everyone present was startled by Xiao Tian’s strange situation, and after a while, Xiao Tian ca back to his senses, imdiately grabbing Fan Ming and asking word by word, "What did you just say?!"
To him, this news was more important than his own life, regardless of whether it was true, or if Fan Ming had ulterior motives.
Fan Ming took a couple of deep breaths, his head drooping, weakly said, "I said... Liu Hanyan isn’t dead, your most beloved woman isn’t dead. After you shot her, she fell off the cliff with the thug, you thought she died, but did you see her body?"
"Her body?" Xiao Tian was stunned, only then recalling that after accidentally hurting Han Yan, he was in utter despair and disoriented, forcibly taken away by his comrades, and then completely gave up, having no intention to look for the body.
"Cut the crap, just tell soon! Where is she now!" Xiao Tian’s entire face flushed red, roaring, his eyes twitching.
At this mont, he was unprecedentedly agitated, yet extrely anxious.
Han Yan was still alive, but in what condition was she now?
Fan Ming shivered twice, continued, "I really don’t know where, she was found by people from the Water Drop Organization at the ti, taken into the organization, then later appeared at the base in Somalia, but for a long ti after, I never saw her again."
"Where is the base in Somalia, quick, tell !" Xiao Tian roared, asking.
Fan Ming groaned, breathing even weaker, but still managed to say, "In a small town called Carl in Somalia..."
Fan Ming wanted to continue, but he seed like a deflated balloon, having lost even the strength to speak.
Xiao Tian’s whole body trembled violently, almost going mad with anxiety, just about to continue questioning, Fan Ming suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, painfully twisting his entire face.
"My, my heart, heart..." Fan Ming clutched his chest, before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled up, and he completely lost his breath.
On closer inspection, placed on Fan Ming’s chest was an electronic component that was already smoking, apparently a listening device. It was clear that the Raindrop Organization controlled their mbers’ lives this way.
"Damn it!" Xiao Tian cursed, then imdiately took out a dagger and stabbed it into Fan Ming’s heart.
Two seconds later, he pulled out the dagger, looked closely, and found it covered in dark blood, muttering, "It’s poison, Fan Ming’s heart had this special poison to prevent him from betraying the organization."
"To have such easy control over a person’s life and death, the power in each quarter... and people like Fan Ming... how many others are serving the Raindrop Organization?"
Xiao Tian’s eyes narrowed, his vigilance toward the Water Drop Organization increasing again.
At this ti, Nie Lan ran over from not far away, clutching Xiao Tian’s arm, and nervously said, "Xiao Tian, you, you’ve killed soone, what do we do now?"
"Don’t worry, I’ll handle it."
Xiao Tian patted Nie Lan’s shoulder, gave her a reassuring look, not in the mood to say comforting words, directly took out his phone and made a call, then quickly left the bar.
Now in his mind, there were only two words — Han Yan!
Finding his car, he drove straight to the outskirts of Hang City, looking for a secluded place.
Screech—
The sound of urgent braking rang out, wheels scraping against the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, the car suddenly stopped.
At the sa ti, Xiao Tian released the steering wheel, leaned back on the seat, and tightly closed his eyes.
"Han Yan..." Even now, he couldn’t believe that the Han Yan he’d been thinking of day and night was still alive. Though not knowing if that bastard Fan Ming was lying, he would try as long as there was a one-in-ten-thousand chance.
As long as there was a one-in-ten-thousand chance, he would try to make ands. To make up for the mistake he made back then.
"It’s been so quiet all this ti, so things. have to be faced now."
Xiao Tian sat in his seat, pulling out a slightly crumpled photo from his pocket. The photo showed several n, dressed in military uniforms, their expressions as sharp as knives, even through the photo you could feel the murderous aura on their faces. Only Xiao Tian on the far side looked relaxed, sitting there.
"Old comrades... this ti, I won’t have you by my side anymore...
Since returning to Huaxia, Xiao Tian had been living with a day-to-day attitude. Han Yan’s death, coupled with "that event," completely broke this seemingly strong person.
He even felt that in these past twenty years, he had done enough, experienced enough, and lost enough. In the latter half of his life, he was just going to be a small cop, occasionally flirt with girls, living a relaxed life, and he had thought maybe he would never go abroad again in this lifeti.
But this ti, yet again, gave him a reason to embark on another journey, a reason he couldn’t refuse.
He wants to retrieve everything he lost!
He has made up his mind that, true or false, he will go to Somalia to find Han Yan!
"Now I only know Han Yan is possibly in a small town called Carl, I don’t know the exact location, or what kind of enemies there might be, plus Somalia is unusually chaotic."
Looking at the photo in his hand, Xiao Tian hesitated no longer. Carefully placing the photo back in his pocket, this photo was undoubtedly his most precious treasure.
"It’s not over yet. When we failed back then, now I will take it back with my own hands!"
Xiao Tian murmured, then stepped on the gas. Leaving the place.
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