Chapter 452
"What's going on?" Fan Shunsheng yelled angrily, slapped the table, and got up angrily.

Still let people stop?

Why did it go so wrong this time?

The doorman who had just gone up, stumbled and ran down at this time, and when he reached the stairs, he didn't step on his foot firmly, and rolled down directly.

"What is this for?" Fan Shunsheng cursed angrily.

Fortunately, this small inn was booked by them, otherwise, I don't know how many people would have to see their jokes.

Even so, the manager of the inn and the waiter still saw their jokes.

Why are the disciples of their pharmacist association so impatient?
"What are you doing in a panic?" Fan Shunsheng scolded angrily, "How did you teach you on weekdays? Be steady in everything you do! Be steady!"

"I don't even have such a little concentration, let alone the Pharmacist Association when I go out in the future, I can't afford to lose this person!"

With the support of other disciples, the disciple managed to get up, and said in a stuttering voice, "Elder Fan Fan...Zhu Fangfang, Fangfang is dying..."

"What?" Fan Shunsheng jumped up suddenly, and rushed up like a burning fart.

On the way, he bumped into a few disciples who were stupefied when they heard the news, and before they could recover their senses, they fell into a ball with a thud.

"Get up, get up for me!" Fan Shunsheng wanted to stand up quickly, but several people fell together, how could it be so easy to separate?
Just now, Elder Fan, who was just teaching the disciples to be prudent, "lead by example", finally stood up with difficulty under the support of several disciples.

The robe on his body was wrinkled and his hair was messed up, but Fan Shunsheng couldn't care less at this moment.

Grabbing the handrail of the stairs in a hurry, he ran upstairs.

The door opened wide, and Zhu Fangfang fell to the ground, even the blood on her body was dried.

Apparently killed in the middle of the night last night.

The point is, he didn't hear anything.

Who is this?

Fan Shunsheng hurried over, examined it carefully, and saw the sharp knife edge at a glance.

Killed with one knife, without any unnecessary actions, it looks like it was done by someone who specializes in assassination.

"How could this happen?" Fan Shunsheng was puzzled, how could Zhu Fangfang be assassinated?
Who is it?

Fan Shunsheng knew that Zhu Fangfang was unruly and willful in normal times, and she was a bit domineering because of her family background.

However, even so, no one wanted to kill her.

And it's an assassination, isn't that too exaggerated?

Fan Shunsheng tried his best to think back, thinking about Zhu Fangfang's possible enemies.

Since there are no members of the Pharmacist Association, he is more or less relieved.

As long as it doesn't involve him.

Suddenly, an inspiration flashed in Fan Shunsheng's mind, and he exclaimed, "An Zixuan! They must have done it!"

An Zixuan had a grudge against Zhu Fangfang, and they had competed in full view.

If anyone wanted to kill Zhu Fangfang, it must be An Zixuan and the others.

Fan Shunsheng's words made the other disciples a little bit at a loss, they looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that it was impossible.

"Elder Fan, isn't it wrong?" one of the disciples said.

"What's wrong? If you say it's not An Zixuan and the others, who else would it be?" Fan Shunsheng became furious when he heard someone refute him.

Is this person sick?

(End of this chapter)

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