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The so-called feng shui is good, but there is some kind of royal park next to it, it's just a shabby little park.
The subway station is very close, the transportation is convenient, and it’s so convenient. The subway station is about eight kilometers away from the house. Recently, I had to walk one kilometer away and take a bus.
The agent introduced this house to Li Fan. It was not very large, with a total area of more than thirty square meters. It was very clean inside, but had a slight damp smell.
The house is a one-bedroom house with a bathroom, kitchen and balcony combined into one.
There is an ordinary linen sofa in the bedroom, plus a simple camp bed, which can be regarded as habitable.
"Look, this place is economical and affordable. Where else can you find such a good house besides me!"
The agent followed Li Fan's advice again, but Li Fan didn't bother to listen.
"Okay, okay, how much does it cost? I'll rent it."
"One thousand and two dollars a month, isn't it cheap?"
"I'll rent it for a quarter first."
"Deposit one, pay three, and the deposit will be deducted if you check out early."
The agent took out the contract and said, "Let's put it in black and white. If there is any problem with the house, you can just come to me directly."
The agent talked with Li Fan about the house for a long time, and finally settled on it. Li Fan paid the money and lived in the house.
Long Qingyun is in Kyoto. If you want to find him, you have to go step by step in Kyoto. He hid it deeply, but Li Fan planned to dig out that Dongdonghai product first.
He lay on the cot and slept straight into the night.
When it got dark, Li Fan got up, washed his face, put on a black special combat uniform, and then put a tiger mask on his face. At the same time, Li Fan hung the compound bow on his waist, then jumped down from the window and jumped outside.
There was a black motorcycle parked downstairs without a license plate. Li Fan got on his motorcycle directly and rode all the way to the outside of the Sixth Ring Road under the cover of night.
The Dongdong Seafood Factory is here. The factory has stopped working at this time, but there are several workers sitting there playing cards outside.
"Is he the only one who knows how to play!"
A man in a jacket walked out of the factory and kicked over the table.
Poker cards and change were scattered everywhere, but several workers did not dare to say a word.
"Have all the goods been loaded? They will come over tomorrow morning to pick up the goods!"
The man in the jacket yelled angrily.
"We'll just pretend... we'll pretend..."
These workers obeyed, put down their playing cards, patted their butts and went to load the goods.
Li Fan squatted on a street lamp and looked quietly at the factory below.
He watched as the man in the jacket walked back into the factory while several other workers headed toward the loading area.
Two guards stood at the factory gate, smoking.
The two men had bulging waists that looked like guns.
Li Fan took out his recurve bow, put on the bow and arrow, and shot a guard through the head with one arrow, nailing his whole body to the door panel behind him.
The other guard was startled and subconsciously pulled out the pistol from his waist. Another arrow had already cut through the air and flown over, piercing his heart, taking him out and nailing him to the door panel.
The two men were crucified there like specimens.
Li Fan fell from the sky silently and landed gently on the ground.
Li Fan approached the factory, and a worker walked towards him and saw Li Fan at a glance.
"Someone!"
The worker shouted, pulled out his pistol, pointed it at Li Fan, and started shooting.
Li Fan hid behind the machine next to him and avoided the bullet.
Li Fan didn't want to expose his kung fu, so he now disguised himself as an Avenger.
He drew his recurve bow and shot an arrow into the sky.
Li Fan didn't use much force. The bow and arrow drew a parabola in the air, and finally landed on the head of the worker who fired the shot, piercing his head.
The gunshots had alerted people in the factory. The workers here were all armed with guns. They rushed out of the factory and started shooting at Li Fan.
Li Fan picked up two pistols, leaned behind the steel machine, removed the magazine from one of the guns and put it in his pocket.
He closed his eyes, and his true energy formed a field, sensing the positions of all the workers in the factory.
After locking these people, Li Fan suddenly rolled to the side and fired three shots in succession, knocking all three workers to the ground.
Li Fan continued to wander, hiding behind the surrounding machines to cover his body.
When he saw the opportunity, he would shoot, killing a factory worker every time.
There were not many workers in the factory, and they were all killed by Li Fan in a short time.
He arranged his weapons and stood up from the bunker.
This is definitely not an ordinary factory. How can ordinary workers be equipped with pistols
Li Fan's guess was correct. He walked directly to the factory office and kicked open the door.
"boom!"
Li Fan hid aside, and the door was beaten to pieces.
The man in the jacket from before was holding a shotgun and roaring at Li Fan.
"You idiot, I can't kill you!"
The man in the jacket walked out with a shotgun, chasing Li Fan and trying to shoot him into a hornet's nest.
Li Fan leaned against the wall, waiting for the jacket man's shotgun to show its head, and then pushed up.
With a bang, the shotgun bullets hit the ceiling above the head, the wall was completely cracked, and fell down with a loud thud.
Li Fan raised his foot and kicked the man in the jacket, sending him flying while dodging his shotgun.
The man in the jacket slammed into the table behind him, knocking it over. And Li Fan walked in, with one foot on the jacket man, holding a shotgun in his hand, pointing at his head.
"Tell me, where is Long Qingyun?"
Li Fan asked coldly through his mask.
The man in the jacket, who had been so aggressive just now, was now so scared that he almost peed.
Li Fan wears a tiger head mask, like a beast from hell, ready to harvest his life at any time!
"Who, who is Long Qingyun... I don't know..."
boom!
Li Fan shattered this guy's arm with one shot.
The man in the jacket screamed in pain, as if he was killing a pig, but Li Fan had no sympathy at all.
"Say it."
"I, I really don't know..."
"boom!"
Li Fan broke this guy's leg again.
He passed out from the pain, but Li Fan poured water on him to wake him up.
Jacket Man is in despair, this guy is simply a devil!
"Please, let me go, let me go, I really don't know anything..."
The man in the jacket cried until he cried.
"Where is Long Qingyun?"
Li Fan sat on the boss's chair with his legs on the table, holding the shotgun at the man in the jacket lying on the ground.
One of his legs was broken, and he couldn't run even if he wanted to.