"Remember, you'd better use it quickly, I don't have much time."
Lin Fan took Mi Lele and waved his hand without looking back.
Mi Lele cannot continue to participate in what happens next.
After sending Mi Lele back, Lin Fan dialed Qi Luo's phone number.
"Hey, I went to find Zilo again, please keep an eye on me."
Qi Luo smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will stay with you twenty-four hours a day."
Back in the dormitory, Lin Fan couldn't move, so he started practicing with his eyes closed.
It seems peaceful now, but in fact it is full of dangers.
I don't know when the blood-crazed old devil will take action.
Therefore, the more strength you have now, the more security you will have in the future.
Late at night, the moonlight is bright.
Lin Fan was suddenly awakened by a phone call: "There's a drama, Nie Ling went to the cemetery!"
Hearing this, Lin Fan stood up directly: "Really?"
If Nie Ling can persuade the old devil, then maybe the big battle will happen tonight!
"It's absolutely true," Qi Luo was also very excited. "Just now, our people watched him go in with our own eyes."
Lin Fan nodded: "Okay, tell me if anything happens!"
Twenty minutes later, Lin Fan received a call from Qi Luo again.
Unfortunately, this time Qi Luo's tone was very low.
"Damn this old thing!"
"Nie Ling came out angrily. There was no movement at the cemetery. It's probably over again."
Lin Fan sneered: "He can really keep his composure. It seems he doesn't know the truth, so he won't come out."
"What do you want to do?"
After thinking for a while, Lin Fan said, "I need to know Nie Ling's detailed itinerary."
"OK!"
After hanging up the phone, Qi Luo immediately ordered his men: "Send more people and give me turns to keep an eye on Nie Ling. Even when he goes to the toilet, he must be recorded for me!"
The subordinates asked curiously: "Qi Chu, what do you think Lin Fan wants to do?"
"Never mind him, he can do whatever he wants," Qi Luo waved his hand, "I will give you my full support."
Qi Luo didn't ask any more questions and let Lin Fan do it.
Qi Luo was looking forward to it. Maybe, this kid could really come up with some new tricks!
The second day, the third day...
The people in the seventh game spent two whole days figuring out Nie Ling's movements.
Then, a report that was dozens of pages thick was handed into Lin Fan's hands.
Lin Fan looked through the information and grinned: "Within three days, I will let him live in the cemetery and not dare to come out."
In the evening, at a farmhouse in the suburbs.
It looks like an ordinary self-built small villa in the countryside, but there are many luxury cars parked around it.
At the door, there were a few people dressed as farmers, wandering around.
But if you look carefully, you will find that these farmers have sharp eyes and fierce expressions.
It's more like looking at the door than wandering around.
There is a secret hidden in the attic of this small villa.
There are no other clutter here, but there are several fully automatic mahjong tables.
Smoke fills the air and beautiful women surround it.
Nie Ling was surprisingly one of the people at the card table.
He played a card and shouted impatiently: "Two loaves!"
Someone immediately said: "Hu! Haha, thank you, Mr. Nie!"
"Grass!"
Nie Ling pushed the cards and threw a red card fiercely: "Here!"
Everyone else also threw a red card.
"Hey," the winner said very happily, "Thank you everyone, the dealer will come and get the cards, let's continue!"
The beautiful croupier, wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket with a large expanse of snow-white skin exposed, walked over quickly.
She put away the three red cards and smiled sweetly: "Three hundred thousand, do you want to redeem it?"
"Change!"
A red card is one hundred thousand!
If you win one game, it’s three hundred thousand!
This is the pastime of the rich second generation!
Nie Ling was upset and his luck was extremely bad.
This night, he had lost more than a dozen games in a row and invested millions.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the small door of the attic.
Thumb! Thumb! Thunk!
The person sitting at the door asked impatiently: "Who is it? It's not time yet!"
No one answered and the knocking on the door continued.
Thumb! Thumb! Thunk!
"Come on, come on, it's so fucking annoying!"
A young rich man stood up and opened the door, only to see an unfamiliar face.
The rich second generation frowned: "Who are you?"
Lin Fan grinned: "I'll find someone, you continue."
After saying this, Lin Fan walked straight inside.
The rich second generation felt something was wrong and quickly shouted: "Hey, hey, who the hell let you in?"
The people around him were immediately attracted to his attention.
Everyone who plays here is acquaintances from the same circle.
Obviously, Lin Fan was not their friend.
Lin Fan didn't seem to hear anything and just walked inside.
"You're deaf, I'm talking to you!"
The second-generation rich man looked angry, raised his fist and hit Lin Fan.
His fist was directly dodged by Lin Fan, who then raised his hand.
Click!
The crunching sound of the bones made the rich second generation take a breath: "Hiss...it hurts!"
Lin Fan smiled slightly: "I told you, I'm here to find someone."
"Next time, you won't need this arm."
Lin Fan lifted him gently, and the rich second generation was knocked to the ground.
Bang!
Lin Fan continued to walk forward. There seemed to be a vacuum zone in front of him, and no one dared to approach it.
As for Nie Ling, who was in the far corner, his face was ashen and he was staring at Lin Fan with gritted teeth.
Lin Fan walked towards him swaggeringly: "Master Nie? We are destined!"
"Lin Fan!!"
Nie Ling's roar seemed extremely tragic.
"What on earth are you going to do? Why do you have to chase me!!"
Lin Fan sat down and played mahjong in his hand: "Want one?"
"Wha...what?" Nie Ling stared.
Lin Fan smiled playfully: "As long as you can beat me, I will leave."
"good!"
Lin Fan continued: "But if you lose, you will give your life to me."
Bang!
Nie Ling slapped the mahjong with his palm, causing the mahjong to fly everywhere.
"You...you go too far to bully others, I will fight with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Ling struck out with a palm.
The mahjong balls were like sharp bullets, heading straight for Lin Fan!
Lin Fan smiled slightly and stepped on it.
The mahjong table suddenly turned ninety degrees, blocking Lin Fan's face like a wall.
After blocking all the mahjong balls, Lin Fan kicked the mahjong table.
Nie Ling's pupils shrank and he kept retreating, but he was still pressed tightly against the table.
Finally retreating to the point of no return, Nie Ling was blocked by the wall and the mahjong table, and came out with a meat bun.
boom!
The table was torn into pieces, and before Nie Ling could take a breath, Lin Fan's fist came.
In the following time, Nie Ling screamed one after another, resounding throughout the villa.
Five minutes later, Lin Fan shook off his sore hand.
The Nie Ling in front of him had already turned into a pig's head.
Nie Ling begged, "Please, please...please spare me?"
"Okay, let's go here first this time."
Lin Fan stood up, and the wealthy second-generation people around him quickly made way.
They lowered their heads one by one, not even daring to look at Lin Fan.
Before leaving, Lin Fan chuckled: "Everyone, please continue, I was sorry to disturb you."
"Master Nie, see you next time."
next time?!
And, next time?!
Nie Ling was scared and angry. He wanted to say, Brother, why don't you finish the fight at once? I really can't bear it anymore!