Rong Linngling's previous concerns were not wrong. Brother Gou and the man she kicked down in the crotch had already found the downstairs of the apartment where she lived.
"Are you sure this is the building?" the man asked Brother Gou.
Brother Gou nodded and walked into the corridor first, "Fifth floor."
The news that Rong Linngling lived here was found out by him spending a lot of money to find the nanny of the Rong family.
But when they got to the fifth floor, they didn't know which door to open.
There are two households on one staircase, and each household has traces of survival.
"Akang, you knock on that fan, and I'll knock on this one!" Brother Gou pushed the man's shoulder, causing him to stumble.
The Rong family nanny who told him that Rong Lingling lived on the fifth floor didn't know which floor she lived in. It was also his fault that he was negligent at the time. He was only thinking about completing the task as soon as possible. He didn't think so much. If he had known about it, he would have asked the nanny to go there.
Ask someone else.
He spent a lot of money for nothing!
Because things were not going well, the man named A Kang was filled with anger. He banged on the door with his huge fists, startling the old lady who lived inside. She stroked her heart and said, "Ouch, yo
,Who is it? Come on, come on, where can you get so angry?"
She looked away from the TV and was about to open the door. Before she could get up, she was stopped by her grandson behind her, "Grandma, I'll open it."
"Fortunately, you're back, otherwise I would be the only old woman. It would be really scary." The old lady looked at her grandson's tall back and said with lingering fear.
Seeing that the man who opened the door was a man in his twenties, taller than him and with an unfriendly expression, Akang subconsciously took a step back and said hesitantly, "I, I... went to the wrong place."
He was so frightened by Mo Chifeng who easily knocked down Brother Gou that day, and now he can think of him whenever he sees the young and imposing man.
The one in front of me shouldn’t be a bad person either.
He secretly cursed bad luck.
Brother Gou over there saw that he couldn't knock Rong Lingling's door open, so he gritted his teeth and raised his feet to push it in as if to vent his hatred. The man folded his arms, and his warm eyes quickly passed over the two of them, "I heard that the person living in that house was a
Pretty women, you are here to seek revenge, yes, you are really capable!"
"Don't meddle in your own fucking business!" Brother Gou drew back his foot upon hearing this and glared at him fiercely.
Akang got closer to the man. After hesitating for a while, he still waved his fist at him.
Not many people are as skilled as Mo Chifeng, maybe the one in front of him is just an illusion? What he said just now was to ridicule them for having the same knowledge as women, but they just knocked on the wrong door of his house, so he needs to be more careful here.
Nosy?
After thinking about it for a while, Akang suddenly lost all fear of him.
The man reacted quickly and closed the door behind him to prevent his grandmother from hearing the noise and worrying. Then he turned his head to avoid his fist and saw the opportunity to kick him in the abdomen.
Akang screamed in pain. He staggered and was about to fall back, but fortunately he was held by Brother Gou who was following behind him.
"You lean against the wall and rest for a while."
After he finished speaking, his hand touched something pinned to his lower back, and when he was about to pull it out, he felt pain again, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand.
His status is not high. If it were not for the assassination of Rong Lingling, he would not be able to get this thing. There are only two bullets in it, and he cannot waste it.
The man looked at his movements and had an idea in his mind. His probing eyes stayed on the closed door of Rong Linngling's house for a while, and he stepped forward with one hand in his pocket, "I don't want to know which force you are from.
I have no intention of interfering with your goals, but there is a prerequisite, that is, you don’t get into my hands..."