Li Nianshan was dumbfounded. He originally thought that the other party would use the peach-sex incident to attack him, but he had already been prepared to deal with it. Instead of getting into a lawsuit for it, he would be proven innocent.
That's why he behaved so leisurely.
But it turned out that he owned multiple properties. After the news about Sister Fang and Uncle Fang came out a while ago, he had been thinking about whether he should transfer all the houses in his name to someone else.
But after thinking about it, I felt that it was unnecessary, because I only had two houses in my name, one of which was from the last century. Even if someone came to check, they could just find an excuse to excuse it.
However, the contents of the online reports directly stated that the real estate acquired through his power was all linked to his lover and relatives.
Moreover, every one of his houses in major cities was exposed one after another.
Who said that the efficiency of government departments is low now? Regarding double regulations and suspensions, they have always been very fast.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will receive a call from the prosecutor's office soon.
Song Qian saw that his expression changed drastically, and she didn't dare to ask why.
Jingle bell bell…
The phone rang, and Li Nianshan's heart sank to the bottom, but he still calmed down and pressed the connect button.
There was a voice without any emotion on the phone: "Director Li Nianshan, after checking that you are suspected of abusing power for personal gain, we have decided to suspend you. A staff member will be there shortly. Please inform us of your specific location."
Bang, the phone fell to the ground, and his face was ashen.
He really couldn't understand how a mere businessman could find out so many secrets. Could he really have someone behind him?
Regret, regret for the past.
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Qin Feng, wearing a peaked cap and a travel suit, appeared in a city in the southwest.
Of course he couldn't be traveling, otherwise how could he be alone, with oversized sunglasses covering most of his face.
It is said that Han Duanyao, the owner of Xiangmen Gate, is on vacation here.
He didn't think too much about how to complete the task. As a world-class killer, what matters is the feeling when doing it. As for the arrangements before doing it, it is secondary.
Ordinary killers pay attention to grasping the timing before taking action, but for Qin Feng, there is no opportunity to take the initiative to create opportunities, so he is used to deciding what method to use just before taking action.
The information provided by Liu Su was very detailed, allowing him to easily find several locations where Han Duanyao frequently moved.
Apart from the villa where he lives with his family, Han has only one hobby, which is playing golf. He has VIP cards in several high-end golf clubs.
This is a very smart approach. He will decide which stadium to go to when he is on the road to reduce the chance of his whereabouts being exposed in advance.
The weather is nice today, the sun is shining brightly, it's a good day to get out and breathe some fresh air.
Sure enough, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Han Duanfeng got into a special car and drove out of the villa surrounded by several cars in front and behind him.
His accompanying bodyguards remain between twelve and sixteen people, including two specially trained personal bodyguards, the kind who can stop bullets at critical moments.
The two people were sitting next to Han Duanyao, one on the left and the other on the right. The back seat of the car did not seem crowded because there were three people sitting there.
Qin Feng followed quietly. Even if he didn't hide in the clouds with a flying sword, it would be impossible to be discovered with his superb tracking skills.
The convoy circled around the ring road several times before turning around and heading to the nearest stadium.
This method can indeed get rid of ordinary stalkers, but it is difficult for those who have undergone strict training to be effective.
Of course, you don't have to get rid of it to be successful. Once you find someone is following you but you can't get rid of it, you can use other methods, such as returning the same way.
An old man walked into the arena under the protection of more than a dozen bodyguards. Immediately, staff led the VIPs into a dedicated locker room. Two caddies also prepared clubs and carts.
As for Mr. Qin, he was sitting on a big tree outside the stadium, holding a telescope in his hand. He wore a golden wig and had something on the bridge of his nose. At first glance, he looked like a blond foreigner.
It had been a long time since he had tried shooting, so he decided to use a sniper rifle to complete the mission this time.
The bodyguards were very conscientious. Even when Han Duanyao was swinging, they would stand beside him to block the possible gunman's design angle.
"I didn't expect that a mere leader of the Tianli Sect would have such strong security standards." Young Master Qin said to himself with a smile, no wonder everyone said that the older people get, the more they cherish their lives.
After waiting for several minutes, I found no opportunity to shoot.
He hung the gun on a branch and disappeared in a flash.
A minute later, he reappeared, picked up the gun again, and loaded the gun.
Han Duanyao suddenly swung the club in his hand and hit the white ball accurately. The ball drew a beautiful arc in the sky and flew into the distance.
Suddenly, a white light flashed on the big tree directly in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment.
"There are snipers, protect Mr. Han." The bodyguard shouted loudly, and the bodyguards scattered aside rushed forward. As long as they blocked the gunman's shooting angle, the gunman who lost his target would generally not fire.
Han Duanyao also squatted down quickly, but they were all fooled.
Qin Feng was not on the big tree directly in front of him. He just hung a small mirror on the branch. The light reflected by the mirror was very much like the scope of a sniper rifle.
Everyone focused all their attention on the front. In this way, Han Duanyao's entire side was exposed to the real muzzle.
Although he hasn't fired a sniper rifle for a long time, he felt very good about it this time.
Through the scope, the crosshair is fixed on the target's temple.
Without thinking, Young Master Qin gently pulled the trigger with his index finger, and a bullet quickly shot out through the barrel of the silencer-equipped gun.
Since he is now a cultivator at the pinnacle of transformation, his eyesight is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can clearly see the flight path of bullets.
The bullet swirled, broke through the air, and accurately penetrated into Han Duanyao's head.
puff……
The bullet entered from one side of his temple, wreaking havoc in his head, turning the tissue inside into a paste, and then flew out together with the pushed-up skull.
Several bodyguards nearby were caught off guard and were sprayed all over.
While they were surprised, Han Duanyao's body fell down unwillingly, and his eyes were also full of surprise.
"The gunman is on the side, catch him." The bodyguard roared and led several brothers to rush over. The master was shot dead. Only by finding the murderer can he be given an explanation.
Young Master Qin had already hid in the small cauldron, leaving no trace at the scene.