"This car has to carry the load."

Han Dayan gritted his teeth and said something, turned the steering wheel, and drove away without caring about Wei Guang's life or death on the ground.

"Hey, it's me."

In the car, Han Dayan used Xiaolu's mobile phone to call Fatty Dai.

"." Fatty Dai said nothing.

"You're a very particular person. I killed your brother, but you left me a way to live. No matter what, I'm still alive now and I've still killed several people. So I'll help you take care of the rest." "Yes, it's up to you whether you have money or not, but I won't go to that address if you give me it. We are not the same people. It's just a business, life or death. Let's just pretend we've never met." Han Dayan Said simply and neatly.

"."

Fatty Dai was silent for another five seconds, and then hung up the phone.

"Crack."

Han Dayan casually threw his cell phone on the passenger seat, and then rushed to the exit of the national highway as fast as he could, because he wanted to meet Lin Hengfa and asked in vain, why am I pretending not to know anything? Now, you still have to kill me.

How much hatred, how much hatred.

Han Dayan, who has a small belly, has his own set of rules. Fatty Dai left him a gun, a pair of keys, and six rounds of bullets in the Nokia box, giving him a chance to fight. No matter what the reason was for Dai Fatty, he For doing this, Han Dayan felt a little grateful.
Chapter completed!