Li Mu subconsciously stepped aside, and all the questions in his heart were temporarily suppressed.【】

Jiang Fan firmly grasped the corner of the container with both hands, then tightened his arms, sank down from the horse, and suddenly exerted force while Li Mu was stunned.

Stab!!

The harsh sound of rocks rubbing against the iron sheets of container boxes sounded in the dark night.

Jiang Fan mobilized all the strength in his body and began to shake the container left and right.

A minute later, the container box was completely loose.

Jiang Fan temporarily let go of his hands, took a deep breath, and calmed down his undulating breathing. A faint smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

Li Mu stood by the pit, having already forgotten to think.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Fan, and countless brain cells were damaged in his mind. He could not figure out how strong Jiang Fan was.

The steel cables were broken by the crane, but the container box was not moved at all.

However, with just his flesh and blood, Jiang Fan managed to squeeze out some gaps between the container box and the pit with his hands.

Li Mu had thought that Jiang Fan was very skilled, but he never had an intuitive and clear measure of how strong he was.

But now, he was even more shocked and speechless.

Jiang Fan didn't pay attention to Li Mu's dull expression. He had completed the preliminary work, and the next step was the most important thing he had to do.

"Stay far away."

Jiang Fan waved his hand at Li Mu, asking him to stay further away.

Li Mu instinctively took a few steps back, still staring at Jiang Fan.

He really wanted to know what Jiang Fan wanted to do.

Seeing that Li Mu had retreated far enough, Jiang Fan took a deep breath, then bent down again and clasped the edge of the container tightly with both hands.

"What is Master going to do?"

Li Mu kept asking this question in his mind. When he saw the muscles in Jiang Fan's arms began to bulge slightly, a thought that made him almost breathless suddenly rushed into his mind.

"Master...doesn't mean..."

Before Li Mu could finish the words in his mind, Jiang Fan had already burst out with terrifying power.

"Wick me up!!"

With a loud shout, the containers in the deep pit rubbed against the stones on the pit wall, making a harsh sound, and moved upward bit by bit.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Li Mu was speechless. He almost forgot to breathe and his heartbeat.

in his world.

Only the containers were pulled out of the pit bit by bit!

Only the figure holding on to the container box tightly!

"This...how the hell is this possible?!!"

Li Mu's brain was frozen. He couldn't believe that everything he saw happening in front of him was real!

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Fan suddenly shouted loudly, and the huge and heavy container was suddenly pulled out of the deep pit.

boom!

There was a loud noise and the container box was smashed to the ground.

The violent impact made the ground tremble.

Li Mu looked at Jiang Fan who was standing next to the container without blinking, his eyes filled with incomparable horror and shock.

Li Mu has thought about this question more than once, as to how strong the human body is.

The answer is changing and updating every day.

It wasn't until today that Li Mu realized that the answers he could think of before were really too narrow.

In other words, to put it more fashionably, his imagination is not wide enough.

"Quick, go get the car!"

Jiang Fan's voice woke up Li Mu, who was as stunned as a statue, and Li Mu quickly turned around and ran towards his car.

Jiang Fan looked at the container in front of him, his sweaty face finally showing a relaxed expression.

There was a lock on the outside of the container. Jiang Fan reached out and twisted the lock directly, and then opened the container.

It was dark inside the container, but Jiang Fan had a super sense of smell and could confirm that the people inside were still alive without looking. However, her condition was really not good.

Soon, Jiang Fan's vision adapted to the darkness of the container, and he discovered that Xiaocao's mother was lying inside the container, with faint black blood stains on her head and arms.

Jiang Fan knew that it should have been caused when he used the huge force of the soldier ants to pull out the container.

Jiang Fan quickly stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the carotid artery of Xiaocao's mother, Wu Yaru.

Feeling the clear beating from his arteries, Jiang Fan finally felt relieved.

He untied the rope around Wu Yaru's body, then tore off the tape on her mouth, then picked up Wu Yaru and got out of the container.

Under the moonlight, Wu Yaru's face was extremely pale, and the scars on his forehead, left shoulder, and arm were obvious.

The only good thing is that her asthma did not attack.

In comparison, these skin injuries are not worth mentioning.

Wu Yaru's physical characteristics are relatively stable, but she was temporarily comatose after being hit on the head.

When Li Mu drove the car closer, Wu Yaru's eyebrows frowned slightly, showing signs of waking up.

"Quick, take her to the hospital first." Jiang Fan said and carried Wu Yaru into the car.

"Master, what about you?" Li Mu asked immediately after seeing that Jiang Fan had no intention of leaving.

"I still have something to do. I will go to the hospital to meet you later." After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the motionless, thin figure next to the crane.

Li Mu wanted to say something else, but he hesitated for a moment and finally gave up.

Start the car, quickly leave the container cemetery, and drive straight to the city center hospital.

Jiang Fan came to the unconscious thin man, took out his mobile phone and dialed Luo Zifan's number.

"Southern suburbs, abandoned container yard, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Fan didn't give any reason, he only told Luo Zifan the location.

Luo Zifan is working overtime. Recently, several cases that are highly valued by the superiors have been listed for supervision. It has been a long time since she slept on her own bed at home.

When she received Jiang Fan's call, she originally thought Jiang Fan wanted to ask her out for a meal or something.

But as soon as the call was connected, Jiang Fan reported a location that made her eyelids jump.

Southern suburb, abandoned container yard.

This is the scene of the number one serial murder case in her hands.

So Luo Zifan put down the phone without saying a word, grabbed the car keys, put on his gun and rushed out of the office.

Meanwhile, the Container Cemetery.

Jiang Fan had already woken up the thin figure who was seriously injured but not dead yet.

"Tell me, why did you kill that woman?"

Jiang Fan did not mention Wu Yaru's name, which could be regarded as a protective measure for her.

The thin man glanced at Jiang Fan, a pair of mouse eyes flashing with a little panic, but it was replaced by ruthlessness in an instant.

"Now that I've fallen into your hands, I'll kill or behead him as I please."

The mouse's eyes were pale, but his expression showed no regard for life or death, without any fear.

Jiang Fan smiled and nodded, then picked up the blood-stained half of the steel pipe from one side and said lightly: "Okay, I'm willing to help."

As soon as he finished speaking, the steel pipe in Jiang Fan's hand suddenly penetrated the root of Mouse Eye's thigh, only a few centimeters away from his third leg.

"Ah!! Fuck! It hurts me so much! Fuck you!"

Mouse Eyes did not expect that Jiang Fan would take action as soon as he said it, and he would not follow common sense at all.

The rusty steel pipe was hollow, and after piercing the thigh, the blood flowed out at least twice as fast as usual.

Jiang Fan looked at the distorted rat eyes, smiled faintly, and said softly: "I'm not a policeman. Don't think there is anything I can't do."

Jiang Fan's voice was calm, but the content expressed in his words made Mouse Eyes immediately tremble with fear.

The reason why he dared to take the gamble was that he thought Jiang Fan was a policeman.

However, he never imagined that Jiang Fan was not a policeman at all and he did not have to abide by those rules.

While Jiang Fan was speaking, he had already rotated the steel pipe and pulled it out.

"Killing you is actually very simple, but I think it would be more fun to make your life worse than death."

Jiang Fan's smile is like a devil from hell. Although charming, it makes people lose their souls.

The threat in the soft voice was like the scythe of death, gently moving back and forth around the rat-eyed neck.

The defense line in the heart of Mouse Eyes barely lasted less than a minute before it completely collapsed.

He raised one of his hands with all his strength to stop the steel pipe in Jiang Fan's hand from falling further.

"I don't know who that woman is!" the mouse shouted quickly with blank eyes.

"I'm not satisfied with this answer." Jiang Fan said, and the steel pipe in his hand fell into the other leg of Mouse Eye again.

"Ah! Stop! Stop! I really don't know who that woman is!" The mouse-eyed wailing was particularly miserable in the night sky, and Jiang Fan could see that he didn't have the guts to lie.

In order to survive, Mouse Eyes immediately told everything he knew, word for word, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

"We just use people's money to eliminate disasters." Although Mouse Yan said pitifully, Jiang Fan would not completely believe what he said.

"What does this matter have to do with Wanduo?" Jiang Fan held the steel pipe in his hand and fiddled with it intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't know. I only know that the man who sent the woman here is named Anan. As for what he does and why he wanted to kill the woman, I really don't know."

The mouse was afraid that Jiang Fan would destroy his last leg, so the expression on his face was as sincere as possible.

Jiang Fan was a little disappointed. He originally thought he could ask something about Wu Yaru from this guy's mouth.

But now it seems that this plan has failed.

We still have to find Anan for the source of everything.

It's just that in order to save people, Anan had to be let go. Now if I want to find him again, I'm afraid it will take some effort.

Jiang Fan casually knocked out the mouse's eyes, looked at the four wounds on his body that were bleeding continuously, shook his head, grabbed a handful of soil and pressed it on the wounds.

He didn't want Mouse Eye to die in his own hands due to excessive blood loss.

In the distance, Luo Zifan's car was already speeding up.

Jiang Fan stood on the top of the container, waved to Luo Zifan, and guided Luo Zifan to finally stop in the open space.

The car door opened, and Luo Zifan, dressed in a black suit, got out of the car.

When Luo Zifan saw the scene in front of him clearly, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart.

"Jiang Fan, what happened here?"

Luo Zifan looked at the container and the very familiar deep pit next to the container, and the bad premonition in his mind became more and more intense.

"What happened? It's up to you to ask them."
Chapter completed!