As Wu Xiongfei guessed, this place had already been cleared by Wang Qin. There was no one from Liu Hu. They were all personal bodyguards in uniform suits. Even the water on the ground had not dried yet. It should have been cleaned recently.
The two went upstairs to the same place as yesterday at noon. It was a classical hall decorated with mahogany furniture. It was a wide area with an Eight Immortals table in the middle and four stools on all sides. Two of them were already occupied. One of them was...
Liu Hu, who had just returned from having his bones set in the hospital, was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit. There was nothing unusual about his limbs, except that his left ear was tightly wrapped with gauze. This was the ear that Lu Fan shot yesterday and the bullet pierced it.
Seeing Lu Fan unexpectedly appear, Liu Hu's face froze, a little unnatural.
Lu Fan's eyes did not linger on him, he just glanced lightly, then fell on the woman beside him, unable to move away.
In his fifties, the fat on his face is almost falling down to his neck. He has short and wavy hair, heavy makeup, and thick lips covered with bright red lipstick, which makes him look like a sausage...
The most important thing is her figure.
Lu Fan roughly estimated that it must be about 100 kilograms. Sitting on the chair, you can't even see the backrest behind you. He is wearing a tight-fitting pink skirt. His exposed arms are thicker than Lu Fan's thighs. They are thick and white.
It was white, with layers of fat stacked on top of each other. Just by looking at it, Lu Fan felt fat.
Moreover, she carries almost all the jewels, diamonds, agates, gold...she can carry with her. She is like a walking jewelry display cabinet!
"How did Zhang Jian manage to speak?"
After meeting Wang Qin in person, Lu Fan not only did not resent Zhang Jian, but instead felt a little sympathy for him.
"Lu Fan! How dare you come!"
Zhang Jian had been standing behind Wang Qin the whole time. When he saw Lu Fan actually dared to show up, he suddenly shouted with tears in his eyes.
Lu Fan said nothing, but Liu Hu's expression turned even more ugly.
Yesterday, at the same time and in the same place, he said the same thing when he first saw Lu Fan. It turned out that he was in the hospital, lying there from noon yesterday until just now.
"Are you Lu Fan?" Wang Qin raised the corners of his mouth slightly when speaking, giving people an extremely arrogant and arrogant feeling.
"It's me." Lu Fan nodded.
"Mr. Wu, what do you mean by bringing him here today? Do you mean that he is not going to be bailed out and will be handed over to me directly?" Wang Qin asked with raised eyebrows.
Wu Xiongfei glanced at her and said, "Sit down first."
"You can sit down, but he can't," Wang Qin said coldly.
"Why?" Wu Xiongfei chuckled.
"Because he is not qualified!"
Wang Qin looked at Lu Fan with disdain and said arrogantly: "The only ones who can sit here today are me, Mr. Liu, and you. Even Zhang Jian is not qualified to sit here. He is a waste. Why?"