The current feelings of the man in the black trench coat and the man in the shirt were more or less the same.
They both felt like they had seen a ghost!
Just when they completed the transaction and were both prepared to retreat and leave, this b*stard fell out from the sky and directly smashed through the roof of the container, landing smack in center of both parties.
Looking at Fang Ran who had fallen from the sky, the eyes of the man in the shirt twitched. Then, he glanced at the destroyed container roof.
'What the f*ck! That's sheet metal, right?! It's made of sheet metal, right?! It's definitely sheet metal, right?!'
The man in the shirt yelled crazily in his heart. Right now, he was dying to grab the collar of his underling and ask,
'Where did this b*stard come from!'
The man in the black trench coat had similar thoughts. He and all his minions in black trench coats had all already pulled out their guns, with some pointed at Fang Ran and the others at the man in the shirt.
While doing so, he rapidly processed the current situation in his mind.
In his mind, he would not be surprised if the other party turned hostile and pulled out their guns to attack even after the transaction had been completed. In his experience, such occurrences were common, and he had been through many of them.
However, the current situation even baffled this triad boss.
'A person smashing straight through the container and falling in front of us.'
'What stratagem is this?!'
Although he was puzzled, it did not stop him from whipping out his gun at the moment.
Both parties grew nervous, pointing their guns at each other's heads, with a portion of them pointing their guns at Fang Ran's head.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent…
Because no one knew how to start and no one was willing to speak first!
At this moment, the man in the shirt and the man in the black trench coat had already malevolently whipped out their respective Desert Eagle and Colt M2000 and pointed them at each other's heads, both with 'you actually dared to play tricks' written on their faces, believing this to be a ploy that the other party had set up!
The atmosphere was deadly and the gun muzzles were warming up, as if gunfire was imminent!
"Uh… Um… Good… good… good evening?"
However, at this damn intensive juncture, a silly, quavering voice attempted to relieve the awkwardness.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Simultaneously, both of them immediately pointed their guns at Fang Ran!
"Your man?"
"You sent him?"
The two of them spoke at the same time, and then both looked at each other in mild surprise.
However, Fang Ran was on the brink of tears right now.
'F*ck!'
'What's going on!'
He was dying to give himself two tight slaps.
'How is this pit not deep… This pit is darn deep!'
'Who the hell can tell me, why is it that just because I missed a step, I landed in this situation with the boss of two gangs pointing their guns at me!'
"What's going on? He's not someone you sent?"
The man in the black trench coat asked coldly while aiming his gun at Fang Ran's forehead.
'F*ck, old man, can you keep that thing in your hand away from me? And this f*cking outfit of yours, are you cosplaying Gin?! Are the bunch of people behind you the distillery employees you paid money to hire?!'
"I was also wondering if this is someone you sent."
The man in the shirt also asked with a sneer and a displeased expression on his face.
'F*ck! I was not sent by anyone, I just f*cking missed a step! By the way, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, what are you doing in such a shady place!'
Fang Ran turned into a prattling machine and furiously rattled on in his mind while the two big shots were conversing.
"Fang Ran! Fang Ran!"
At this critical juncture, Ling's anxious voice rang out in Fang Ran's mind!
"Mm here! Mm here!"
Fang Ran swiftly gave her an incomprehensible response.
"Are you okay? That's great! Hurry and come up! I have discovered some gang members! They seem to be dealing with drugs right now"
Ling anxiously said to Fang Ran, being extremely worried about Fang Ran's situation.
Of course…
This was all just Ling pretending.
Connecting to the Internet through the Darknet, then connecting to the local network and then connecting to a suspicious encrypted conversation, Ling learned about the 'transaction' between these two groups of gangs tonight. After which…
Ha ha.
It went without saying.
Of course, Fang Ran was not aware of this right now. His lovely power bank had plotted his downfall once again, and it finally succeeded in tricking him this time.
Fang Ran thought with tears streaming down his face.
'Ma'am, how is this 'dealing with drugs', the guns of these drug dealers are already pointing at my head!'
"What?! Eh?! You've been surrounded!? Sh*t!"
Ling continued to perfectly role-play a friend who was concerned about her friend's crisis as she said this anxiously.
"This won't do! I currently don't have enough strength, so you can only rely on yourself!"
Ling lied in all earnesty.
"What?!"
Fang Ran was dumbfounded. He looked around the cargo container he was in. The people from both sides were blocking the entrances on both sides, everyone was on guard against the other party and pointing their guns at each other!
'What the f*ckk. This kind of situation… why don't you tell me how to resolve it myself!'
Ling floated in the air above the cargo container and monitored the situation inside through the huge hole that Fang Ran had smashed through.
In the data space.
Crossing her legs with the hem of her Gothic dress suspended in midair, Ling watched Fang Ran's current crisis and sniggered like a little devil.
"What are you going to do this time?"
"This time, I must force you to reveal your true colors!"
That's right, based on Ling's personality, how could she possibly groom Fang Ran properly from the basics.
Ling had always believed that only real-world combat could make people grow.
'If she did not do this, it would be like this idiot Fang Ran who only knew how to memorise vocabulary but never does practice questions, leading to him not passing his CET4 even up till now - utterly useless.'
Furthermore, this method was one of Ling's tactics to find out Fang Ran's true colors.
"Boy! Who are you!"
At this time, the two leaders had determined that Fang Ran was not sent by either of them. Of course, they both felt that if the other party was sending someone, they would not send this kind of hilarious b*stard.
'F*ck! F*ck!'
'I'm done for!'
Nervous, Fang Ran broke out in cold sweat, not knowing how to answer the question.
This was the first time in his life that he had seen a real gun.
This was the first time I saw such a diabolical criminal.
Right now, he was even having difficulty breathing and forgot about the natural defenses of the Silver Split Dragontooth in his hand.
"Boy, I asked you something!"
The man in the shirt spat out, raising the butt of the gun and smashing it straight towards Fang Ran's head!
In the sky above, Ling's brows furrowed when she saw the man in the shirt slamming his pistol towards Fang Ran's head without giving him any chances to speak.
A telekinesis force shielded Fang Ran's head without a trace. However, Ling hesitated for a moment, before slowly retracting it.
Thud!
The gun slammed down. Fang Ran felt a severe pain assailing his head and tumbled to the ground pathetically.
'It hurts!'
'It hurts so much!'
His consciousness faded a little, and Fang Ran instinctively held onto the Silver Split Dragontooth.
Some kind of grievance and viciousness spread across his heart.
It felt like the same kind of indignance and grievances from when he was bullied during his childhood a long time ago.
There was also a tinge of anger in his heart, a feeling that he almost forgot about.
The man in the shirt looked ferocious. Seeing that Fang Ran did not seem to have any intention to start talking, he cussed. Just when he was planning to teach him a lesson…
Suddenly, his vision blurred!
The figure that he had struck had stood up without him realizing!
The figure grabbed his neck and smashed him against the side of the cargo container, with the unknown silver weapon in his hand pointed at his face!
"Wha…!!!"
Looking at the figure that had suddenly turned violent in horror, the man in the shirt even dropped his gun as his hands trembled.
Because the hand clutching his neck gradually tightened!
Besides…
The gaze of this black-haired young man in front of him was so serene and terrifying that his hair was standing on end!
"Don't move!"
"You're not allowed to move!"
"Quickly let go of Boss!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Right now, all the guns were aimed at Fang Ran who had turned violent.
Fang Ran wielded the Silver Split Dragontooth in his hand. An expression of panic and fear crossed the face of the man in the shirt, but he pretended to be fierce as he stared at the black-haired youth and said sharply,
"You better let me go for your own good!"
Fang Ran grasped his neck with the Silver Split Dragontooth pointed at his heart. Fang Ran's expression could not be seen in the pitch-black container due to the dim light.
Not only did the harsh words of the man in the shirt not make him cower, but it also provoked him even more.
'I really want to just stab this Silver Split Dragontooth into his heart, and then listen to what else he can say.'
'Kill him.'
'Kill him.'
'You are no longer an ordinary person now.'
'Kill him.'
'It'll be fine.'
'Besides, he is a criminal who deals with drug trafficking.'
'This kind of person, it doesn't matter if they die, right?'
His thoughts sprouted. Some kind of madness and darkness, that he dared not even think about in the past, pervaded his heart.
The hand clutching the neck of the man in the shirt grew increasingly stronger, and the man in the shirt felt it. At this moment, the gaze of this black-haired young man was getting darker and more dangerous.
However,
just then…
All of a sudden, all the corpses of those people whom he had "killed" the day before, flashed before his eyes, including Si A's badly mangled corpse.
There was silence for a second in this intense situation. Then, he exhaled slowly, his gaze no longer penetrating. Fang Ran had turned back to that frustratingly stupid yet oddly smart Fang Ran, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he looked around at his current surroundings.
'Damn it! I sprang as soon as blood rushed to my head. This is just great!'
'How should I clean up the mess this time…'