The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1283 Death Is Coming (24)

This feeling of chilling down the spine went straight to the soul, making Fan Xing's goosebumps all over his body.

But he still didn't give up the idea of ​​inquiring about the news.

Although there are rumors from the outside world that Sun Rong is critically ill, this matter is of great importance. It is impossible for the young man to only listen to the outside world's one-sided words, so he thought of coming to the villa where Sun Rong lived to find out the truth.

There are ten thousand sincerities in his heart, it is best for Sun Rong to die.

As long as there is news of confirmed death.

He can immediately let several stockists under the company accurately cash out from the stock market.

Acting now is actually risky.

The young man's deposits are not too much, so he wants to go straight to a big one this time and put all his funds into it.

So it's more about playing it safe.

In the past two days, he continued to stay here and make trouble, using all kinds of rogue methods to try to provoke the head maid here and the maids below, so as to get the truth out.

However, everyone here is tight-lipped, no matter what he asks, he refuses to say a word.

This made Fan Xing a little uncomfortable.

At this time, Fan Xing turned his gaze to Odd Zhuo who was standing beside Aunt Qiu.

He knew that Odd Zhuo was Sun Rong's senior, and there must be some connection between the two.

Moreover, Zhuo Wei also had a special work permit from the Huaguo Water Curtain Group hanging on his chest.

This made Fan Xing suddenly see new hope.

Maybe, Odd Zhuo might know something.

Apparently, the youth didn't realize that what he was doing was committing suicide.

"Isn't this the General Administration of Zhuo?"

Fan Xing said with a slight disdain: "I don't know what an outsider from the Zhuo General Administration is doing at my sister Sun Rong's place? My sister and I have already made a private appointment for life. Is it too late for you to come here to show your courtesy?"

The corner of Zhuo Yi's mouth twitched violently, let alone Aunt Qiu, he couldn't help it!

But for this matter, the Death Heavenly Dao senior has already taken action, Zhuo Yi just needs to be patient and watch the show.

Fan Xing felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the young man in overalls.

He didn't know why, but when he looked at this young man, he always felt a biting chill.

So, Fan Xing frowned again and said: "General Manager Zhuo is also the senior of my younger sister Sun Rong, this great god who doesn't know where he came from?"

Death said: "..."

Fan Xing: "What are you looking at! Big eyes are amazing! Is it useful to stare? You have the ability to stare me to death! My sister's family is not your turn to make trouble here as an outsider!"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Xing didn't know why he felt his body getting colder and colder.

He snorted, stood up from the sofa, and glanced at the maids: "My young master seems to be a little bit cold, so I'm going back to my room first, please cook me a bowl of ginger soup quickly, and prepare me a typhoid recovery pill, otherwise I will be sick." Don't want a tip!"

After finishing speaking, the young man left with a few black-clothed bodyguards, full of arrogance.

"Senior...you won't do it?"

Odd Zhuo couldn't bear it anymore.

Death Tiandao's voice was cold: "The timer has already started, and within 24 hours, he will be sent to the hospital..."

Earlier, Tiandao of Death did have the urge to stare Fan Xing to death.

His eyes are: the way of heaven, direct vision, the magic eye of death...

As long as you run the force and stare at a person for more than 10 seconds, the person will die immediately.

However, due to Fan Xing's continuous provocation, Death Tiandao changed his mind.

It's a bit too cheap to just stare at this guy to death...

Half dead is the greatest torture.

In the spiritual space, Sun Rong asked curiously: "Senior, what will happen to my cousin?"

Death Heaven said: "Miss Sun, don't worry, he won't die, but this life is over."

Sun Rong sighed: "I didn't expect him to be so vicious."

As soon as Fan Xing left, Aunt Qiu naturally apologized.

Fan Xinglai stayed here for the past two days, which caused her quite a headache.

Aunt Qiu: "I made you two laugh. It's my fault. I shouldn't have let him in in the first place."

"It's okay, Aunt Qiu, such a person will naturally have retribution." Odd Zhuo said with a smile on his face.

...

On the other side, Fan Xing, who returned to the room, felt uncomfortable all over.

For some unknown reason, it was getting colder and colder.

He lay on the bed in the guest room, his body softened, and he felt that his whole body had lost all strength.

"Too bad, the young master seems to have a fever. Go ask the private doctor in the villa to come and have a look."

"No, I've inquired about it before... This private doctor has also been transferred to the hospital for a meeting to discuss it."

Several accompanying bodyguards were discussing.

"What nonsense are you talking about! If you have the time, why don't you rush those maids!" Fan Xing yelled in a low voice, and several bodyguards stepped back and left the room.

At this moment, Fan Xing was the only one left in the room.

The murderous intent came quietly...

His head rests on the pillow.

For some reason, Fan Xing felt that today's pillow seemed particularly fluffy.

He closed his eyes comfortably and rested for a while.

However, it didn't take long for the young man to feel a sense of stuffiness.

He felt his breathing becoming difficult.

In an instant, Fan Xing jumped up from the bed like a dying salted fish!

"What... what's going on?"

Then he found out in surprise.

I don't know when there was a big hole in the pillow!

All the cotton wool that came out flowed into his nostrils and mouth!

"Bah, bah, bah... oh..."

Try hard to pick out the foreign body in the mouth and nose.

Fan Xing knelt down on the ground, staring at the balls of cotton wool that were soaked with his saliva and snot, which were pulled out from his mouth and nose.

The abnormality in front of him made him feel terrified.

He realized that he couldn't stay in the room alone any longer!

"Come on! Come on!" he yelled.

However, there was no movement outside the room door.

The bodyguards were all scolded by him. To urge the maid to prepare the soup, no one stayed behind him...

"Damn it!" Fan Xing gritted his teeth, threw himself on the door and turned the handle angrily.

Then!

Click!

The whole handle was twisted off by him.

Fan Xing: "???"

However, it was not enough for the young man to realize why the doorknob of the bedroom was so easily unscrewed by himself.

A screw on the door suddenly fell down at this moment, rolling down to the young man's feet.

Fan Xing was in a trance and didn't notice the situation under his feet at all. He stepped on the screw with his bare feet.

The sharp pain came instantly!

Access to the whole body!

Amid the screams, the young man lost his balance.

While stumbling, he saw that he was about to hit the edge of the bed!

Fan Xing exhausted his last strength and poured spiritual energy into the top of his head!

Reinforced the hardness of his head!

The next moment, his "iron head" hit the edge of the bed as expected.

The huge impact caused the entire bed to be jacked up, Thomas completed a perfect 360° full spin in the air and then heavily pressed on his lower body...

"Master! The medicine is here!"

The bodyguard has already rushed back, holding the medicine in his hand.

Hearing the movement inside the door, he quickly kicked the door in: "Master, what's wrong with you!"

The door of the bedroom was kicked flying, like a whirling guillotine, hitting Fan Xing's head with precision.

All of a sudden, in the bedroom, blood flowed like a river...

"Men's football...needs you..."

This was Fan Xing's last sentence before he passed out.