It took about two hours to see the house just by looking at it, and it was almost like using a magnifying glass to look at every corner carefully.

Then Si Fan was drunk when he was flooding the Moments. This guy was even more exaggerated than Fan Qiang. There were dozens of photos of 9 pictures, almost popping up the entire Moments.

Si Fan completely convinced this guy, but he was very good at one thing. He never mentioned the purchase price of the house, but just pretended to invite all his friends to come to the party.

It was about three days later, and Si Fan still respected Xie Bumin for this. He hurried away. It was true that he completed the task.

Now the first step of the task chain in hand is to get the Terminator skin. Even if it is missile bombing, he is not afraid! Although the Terminator is now an architect, his self-defense ability is still quite domineering.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, Young Master Song and Section Chief Hao discussed the details, and Wan Qiang, the legendary brother-in-law, also met the real person.

That's a real person who doesn't show his appearance. Who would know that the strong man in his early thirties who was in his early thirties would be Section Chief Hao's brother-in-law.

He was covered in a tattoo of dragons and phoenixes, and his thick arms could almost run a horse. The gold chain on his neck looked almost two taels. He stood in front of the three of them and was two heads taller.

This guy is actually a strong man over two meters tall.

After confirming all the details of the transaction, it was the matter between Young Master Song and Wan Qiang. Si Fan could already retire successfully and enjoy the remaining 570,000 yuan of funds left in this order. The funds that Skynet could use in hand were more than one million yuan.

It was supposed to be able to buy three or four all-round Terminators.

The system that cheats the father is really cheating.

Si Fan walked out from downstairs in depressed mood, his eyes full of desire for money.

He never thought that he would still have such an urgent need after getting the Terminator.

More Terminator, more other types.

As long as you can get enough of the Terminator team, what are you afraid of Zhao Hongqi? You won’t be afraid of a hundred people.

"It seems that Mr. Song's manor must be settled soon. At that time, I'm afraid I'll have to hire some employees outside. The garden needs professional garden designers. Even if I have a little bit of knowledge in college, I won't be able to use it now! Forget that professional knowledge!" Si Fan thought of the boring things helplessly, and went out through the community gate.

Si Fan, who was driving a small truck, was familiar with the road and arrived at the entrance of the community easily. He happened to see the security guard sucking the cigarette bus leisurely. The tobacco in the cigarette bus was delivered by Si Fan a few days ago when the materials were loaded!

The old man’s life is very leisurely now. No one disturbs him, just wandering around every day. There are other security guards in the community at any time.

When Si Fan drove to the gate, he greeted the old man.

"Boy! You are in trouble today. When you need my help, I will shout!" The old man knocked on the table with big eyes, knocked out the ashes inside and then continued to fill in the tobacco.

"You are so diligent in smoking from Kanto Taiwan!" Si Fan lay on the window and complained, watching the old man dressing up his tobacco happily.

The old man muttered, "This Guandong Taiwanese slice is thick, and it is dry and cut into shreds. When mixing, mix some smoke stems that have become foam. It makes you feel excited. Add jujube nectar and fine rock sugar, and drip a few drops of Laojiao Qu wine and three or two drops of sesame oil. Cut the small orchid that seems to be blooming and not blooming, and stuff it into the smoke pot, which seems to be loose and not loose. Hiss... This is really enjoyment!"

He hummed Peking Opera and didn't know what song he said.

Si Fan was a little restless and impatient.

"Forget it! I'm leaving!" Si Fan waved his hand and drove again and was about to leave.

"Still it!~~~" Suddenly, a small truck suddenly stopped in front of Si Fan, and then three or four people rushed out of the car, carrying wooden sticks in their hands.

The car has been blocked. It is too late to reverse.

Si Fan's cold sweat had already come, and Zhao Hongqi's methods were coming. It was really simple and direct, and it was really vulgar. I never thought that I was not afraid of you ordinary people at all, but afraid of death!

"Fuck! I really didn't expect it to be so disgusting!" Si Fan complained and issued an order to stand by the Terminator. If he really wanted his own life, he would have to let the Terminator come out and do things.

"Boy! You know what I'm talking about now? Their people have been on the ground since this morning. They have been here for eight times in total and three groups of people have changed. These people are just people who come here to do things and blame them! Do you need my help?" The old man asked Si Fan.

Si Fan, who was in the car, seemed to be wandering in the storm, and suddenly had an idea.

He thought of the two Terminators behind the car, and even more about how to solve these troublemakers.

But at this time, the old guy at the door walked over with his cigarette puff and blocked the gangsters.

"Boy! This is my territory. You can't do evil. Get out of here, otherwise I'll beat you up!" The old man's cigarette pouch in his hand suddenly hit the hand of the gangster in front as he waved his wild eyes and wooden sticks.

Just a light tap, he threw the stick off, and then gently pushed it with his left hand.

A strong man of 100 pounds was pushed to the ground. As for the other two guys, they were about to come over to help, but inexplicably lying on the ground in Si Fan's dazzling movements.

"Boy, if you want to cause trouble, don't be in the old man's territory! Otherwise it will make it difficult for me to do!" The old man kicked him one by one.

It seems that I don't care at all.

At this time, Si Fan, who seemed to be not worried about being taught a lesson, was a little curious.

"Who asked you to come? Let's say what you did! After that, get out of here! If you don't say it, I'll call the police. I'll call them to keep you at least 48 hours!" The old man whispered his big pipe, not to mention how leisurely he was, but it only made these young people suffer.

Si Fan got out of the car and walked over: "You old man, don't ask! It must be Zhao Hongqi who asked them to teach me a lesson. I really didn't expect it! I thought I could encounter such high-end methods of dealing with it, but I didn't expect that I would just let a few gangsters come to cause trouble for me! It's really disappointing!"

He also spoke with a little disdain.

When the old man heard Zhao Hongqi's name, his brow suddenly frowned, as if he thought of someone, and shook his head helplessly: "The head-shaking lion Zhao Yidao is old, and this grandson's generation is so unreachable. It's really worse than the next generation."

After recalling for a while, he seemed to find that Si Fan was still here, and looked at him from top to bottom.
Chapter completed!