When the village elder heard Chen Fan call out the three words "Little Tathagata", he could no longer help but tremble, and his soul was gone, "You! You! How do you know?!"

"snort."

Chen Fan snorted coldly, "What era is it now? Besides, you don't look at who I am. As for today, if time is enough and the clues are sufficient, there is nothing that I want to figure out but can't figure out. What's more, the Galin Cult is causing trouble again, and it's just so big a while ago. The police have not checked you guys?"

"Can you get police information?"

"certainly."

Chen Fan seemed to have no intention of messing around with him anymore. He stood behind his back with his hands, less than two meters away from the old man, and his eyes were still not looking at him, "Do you know? Until now, your wanted to do so has not been cancelled. If I release this news, not only the police will look for you, but your enemies will also come to you. At that time, I think you will die miserably."

"Hmmmm..."

The old man restrained his fearful look and actually laughed sinisterly. He bowed slightly and sat on the ground again, putting one arm on his knees, looking at the things in the yard lazily.

After a while, he sighed faintly in Xiao Yecheng's surprised gaze, "I really regret it now, I regret not killing them together."

"It's not that you don't want to kill someone to silence you, but that you're afraid of the troubles of others, but instead bringing other people's attention to you."

"You said it right."

The old man smiled, followed by, shook his head, and couldn't help but smile, "I thought this matter had just passed, but I didn't expect that you would find out. However, the showdown with me at this time is not a good choice. I know what you want to know, but I can tell you clearly that I want to talk from my mouth... it is impossible..."

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Not afraid."

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"Not afraid."

"snort."

Chen Fan smiled and turned around, "You should have heard of my reputation. Many people don't like me, slander me, say I'm a bitch, or something. Do you know why they say that?"

"Why?"

"Because, I am a person who uses any means to achieve my goal."

"What's the meaning?"

"I'm not a policeman, I don't have so many professional ethics. I want you to speak, but you don't say anything. There is nothing I can do, I can only have some means."

"What are you going to treat me?"

"I know a master with very good skills. He usually works in a pig farm and is responsible for pig knocking. Do you know what it means to knock pigs? It is castration. It is said that his technique is very powerful. With one knife, it is very accurate."

"Hmmm!"

The old man continued to sneer, "I'm so old, do you scare me with this? Even if you castrate me, what can I do? I've already had enough of this thing for women!"

"Not necessarily."

Chen Fan looked him up and down and turned his back, "Actually, it's nothing if you don't want to say it. I just thought about it and suddenly felt that there was no need for this. You know, I just want to see Devadatta. What's the use of it for you?"

"What do you mean?"

The village elder didn't seem to understand what Chen Fan meant, so he looked up and down.

"Yecheng."

Chen Fan turned his head to look at Xiao Yecheng.

“Here.”

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Yecheng didn't dare to speak. When he saw Chen Fan calling him, he quickly agreed.

"Show me how much his life is still short?"

Chen Fan looked at Xiao Yecheng buriedly.

Xiao Yecheng escaped from the ID card from his pocket, flipped through it for a long time, and suddenly looked up at Chen Fan, "His life will be gone soon."

"Oh, that's right, how long will it take?"

"I'll take a look..."

Xiao Yecheng looked at the notebook and looked at the time again, "There are still five minutes."

"Han and white impermanence have not come?"

Chen Fan looked out in the awning.

"It should be on the way here."

Xiaoyecheng is also watching.

The old man sat on the ground with a pale face and was shocked.

"Let's wait for a while."

Chen Fan walked to the old man with his hands behind his back, "Congratulations, I'm going on a business trip soon. Do you know what hell looks like?"

The old man looked at Chen Fan, trembling and trembling, but he didn't say anything.

"I've been fortunate to visit once and have an observation. Oh, after I come back..."

"Stop talking!"

Looking at Chen Fan's expression, you know that there is nothing good about it below. The old man was shaking even harder, "You are a man, just give Laozi a happy time!"

"Take it down, I haven't told you yet, what are you afraid of! I'll tell you..."

"ah!!!!!!!!"

Chen Fan shook back and was startled, "What's your name!?"

"I'm scared! Can't I be scared??"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of pain!"

"That's over."

Chen Fan expressed his regret and sympathy, "Do you know how those little guys twitch their intestines? A small hole was opened in his stomach, and he squeezed his hands in, so warm..."

"ah!!!!!!!!"

Although he looks tough when pretending, it is indeed a bit useless at critical moments. The old man has no courage to continue listening. Or maybe he heard that he is about to die and is taken away by Hei Bai Wuchang. The old man's expression is extremely collapsed. He covered his ears and fell directly to the ground, as if Su Daqiang was possessed, "I don't listen, I don't listen!!!! Ah!!! I don't listen!!!!"

"Something is there, whether you listen or not."

Chen Fan's expression is quite Buddhist.

It doesn't matter to you, just hold on high.

Anyway, he is a fun person, so he has nothing to do with him...

"I won't die! I won't die! I can't die here! I can't die here!"

The guy muttered, turned around and stood up, "I can't die...I can't die..."

"You can never die."

Chen Fanyou swung his arms and stood in front of the old man, "If you tell the truth, you still have a chance to run, and you are also a person who learns the Fa. Even if you can't run away in the end, you won't be able to fight guerrillas or something at all!"

"You...you mean...you borrow your life?!"

The old man seemed to understand something, and he slapped his hands and turned around in circles, "Yes! Yes! Yes! You can borrow your life! You can borrow your life!"

After saying that, he ran out, but he didn't expect Chen Fan to stop him as soon as he raised his hand, "Hey, have you let you go?"

"Puzzle." Maybe he really knew that he was not Chen Fan's opponent. The old guy didn't seem to be fighting with Chen Fan to death, so he knelt down to Chen Fan, "Please! Bless me! I have nothing to do with this matter. I am just a choreographer. Just think I'm a big deal and let me go! OK?"

Chen Fan leaned over slightly, pulled him up, patted the old man's shoulder, and pinched his waist with one hand and walked aside with him, "We have no grudges, aren't we? Or the same thing, please help me and I help you! How about it?"
Chapter completed!