The so-called Fengshui was good. There was a Royal Park next to it, but it was just a small, run-down park.
The subway station was very close, and the transportation was convenient. Convenient my ass. The subway station was about eight kilometers away from the house. The shortest distance was one kilometer away by bus.
The agent introduced the house to Li Fan. It was not big, only about 30 square meters. The interior was very clean, but it was slightly damp.
The house was one room with a bathroom, kitchen, and balcony.
In the bedroom, there was an ordinary linen sofa and a simple camp bed. It was livable.
"Look at this place. It's economical and affordable. Other than my house, where else can you find such a good house?!"
The agent praised Li Fan again, but Li Fan could not be bothered to listen.
"Alright, alright. How much is it? I'll rent it."
"One thousand two hundred a month. Cheap, right?"
"I'll rent it for a season."
"Deposit one and pay three. If you return early, the deposit will be deducted."
The agent took out the contract. "Let's write it in black and white. If you have any problems with the house, you can look for me directly."
The agent and Li Fan talked about the house for a long time. In the end, everything was settled. Li Fan paid the money and stayed in the house.
Long Qing Yun was in the capital. If he wanted to find him, he had to do it step by step in the capital. He hid very well, but Li Fan decided to start with the Dongdong seafood.
He lay on the military bed and slept until night.
When the sky turned dark, Li Fan got out of bed. He washed his face and changed into a black special combat suit. Then, he put on the tiger mask. At the same time, Li Fan hung the composite bow on his waist. Then, he leaped out of the window.
There was a black motorcycle parked downstairs. It did not have a license plate. Li Fan got on his motorcycle and rode all the way to the Sixth Ring Road under the cover of night.
The Dongdong seafood factory was here. At this time, the factory had stopped working, but there were a few workers sitting outside, playing poker.
"Only he knows how to play!"
A man in a jacket walked out of the factory and kicked over the table.
The poker cards and change were scattered everywhere, but the workers didn't dare to make a sound.
"Are the goods ready? Damn it, they'll be here tomorrow morning to pick up the goods! "
The man in the jacket cursed angrily.
"We'll act now … we'll act now …"
The workers obediently put down the poker cards and went to load the goods.
Li Fan squatted on top of a street lamp, quietly looking at the factory below.
He watched as the man in the jacket walked back into the factory, while the other workers walked to the loading area.
Two guards were standing at the entrance of the factory, smoking.
The two of them had bulging waists. It was obvious that they were guns.
Li Fan took out his recurve bow, nocked an arrow, and shot through the head of a guard, nailing him to the door behind him.
The other guard was shocked and subconsciously pulled out the pistol behind his waist. However, another arrow had already pierced through the air and flew over, piercing through his heart and sending him flying out, nailing him to the door.
The two people were nailed there like specimens.
Li Fan silently fell from the sky and gently landed on the ground.
Li Fan approached the factory, and a worker happened to see Li Fan at a glance.
"Someone is here!"
The worker shouted, at the same time, pulled out his pistol, aimed at Li Fan, and began to shoot.
Li Fan hid behind the machine next to him, dodging the bullet.
Li Fan did not want to expose his Kung Fu, so he disguised himself as an avenger.
He pulled the recurve bow and shot an arrow into the sky.
Li Fan did not use much strength, but the arrow drew a parabola in the air and finally fell on the head of the worker who fired the shot, piercing through his head.
The gunshot had alarmed the people in the factory. The workers here were all equipped with guns. They rushed out of the factory and began to shoot at Li Fan.
Li Fan picked up the two pistols and leaned behind the steel machine. He removed the magazine from one of the pistols and put it in his pocket.
He closed his eyes and formed a domain with his True Qi, sensing the position of all the workers in the factory.
After locking on to these people, Li Fan suddenly rolled to the side, and at the same time, fired three shots in a row, shooting three workers to the ground.
Li Fan continued to move around, hiding behind the surrounding machines to cover his body.
Whenever he found an opportunity, he would shoot, and every time he did so, he would shoot down a factory worker.
There were not many workers in the factory, and in just a moment, Li Fan killed them all.
He sorted out his weapons and stood up from the cover.
This was definitely not an ordinary factory. How could all the ordinary workers be equipped with pistols?
Li Fan's guess was not wrong. He walked directly to the factory's office and kicked open the door.
"Bang!"
Li Fan dodged to the side, and the door was smashed to pieces.
The man in the jacket was holding a shotgun and roared at Li Fan.
"Motherf * cker, I will kill you!"
The man in the jacket walked out with his shotgun and chased after Li Fan, wanting to turn him into a hornet's nest.
Li Fan leaned against the wall and waited for the man in the jacket to reveal his shotgun before pushing it up.
With a bang, the shotgun's bullet hit the ceiling above his head, cracking the wall and causing it to fall down.
Li Fan raised his foot and kicked the man in the jacket, sending him flying. At the same time, he dodged the man's shotgun.
The man in the jacket slammed into the table behind him, causing it to overturn. As for Li Fan, he walked in and stepped on the man in the jacket with one foot. He raised his shotgun and pointed it at the man's head.
"Speak, where is Long Qingyun?"
Li Fan's voice came through the mask and asked coldly.
The man in the jacket, who was aggressive just now, was now scared to the point of peeing.
Li Fan was wearing a tiger mask, like a beast from hell, ready to reap his life at any time!
"Who, who is Long Qingyun … I don't know …"
Bang!
Li Fan broke this guy's arm with one shot.
The man in the jacket screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered, but Li Fan did not have any sympathy for him.
"Speak quickly."
"I, I really don't know …"
"Bang!"
Li Fan broke this guy's leg again.
He fainted from the pain and was woken up by Li Fan with water.
The man in the jacket was in despair. This guy is simply a demon!
"I beg you, let me go, let me go, I really don't know anything …"
The man in the jacket cried until he peed his pants.
"Where is Long Qingyun?"
Li Fan sat on the boss's chair with his legs on the table. He raised the shotgun and pointed it at the man in the jacket who was lying on the ground.
With one leg broken, even if he wanted to run, he couldn't.
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