In a northwest ramen restaurant, Long Ze held a clove of garlic in his left hand and held chopsticks in his right hand. He was eating the fried noodles with big mouthfuls. He was sweating profusely. From time to time, he picked up the cold beer on the table and took a sip.
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When the phone rang, Long Ze was excited. He had been waiting for this call for too long. He quickly slapped his chopsticks on the table, took out his cell phone and glanced at it briefly to answer the call. Then there was an exciting call coming from the receiver.
Happy sounds:
"Brother Long, the target is home!"
"Really!?" Long Ze yelled out in a desperate voice, which attracted the diners in the noodle shop to look sideways. However, Long Ze didn't care, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and asked again urgently: "You
Are you sure it's that person?"
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"It's not wrong," Xiao Lu said with certainty: "I compared it carefully with the photo you posted in the group. It's that face. And he's holding a child, so he fits that person.
He just arrived home, and I watched him open the door and go in."
Long Ze smiled and said: "Well done!"
Xiaolu said again: "Brother Long, we found this person, the ten thousand yuan you promised..."
Long Ze curled his lips and said unhappily: "You kid, are you obsessed with money? In society, Brother Long, when has your word been ignored? Don't worry, as long as you see people, the money will definitely be yours."
Xiao Lu suddenly said happily: "Who among us brothers is following whom? I still don't know who you are. I'm just afraid that you, noble one, will forget things too much."
"Haha, shit." Long Ze took out a toothpick and picked his teeth, and said: "This way, you continue to stay there and watch. If that person leaves, follow him and don't lose the target again. I
Call the boss right away."
"Have fun!" Xiao Lu agreed happily, and then asked with some confusion: "Hey, Brother Long, what do you think this boss does? Why are you looking for this person, and you didn't even tell me his name?
Could we be professional killers? Are we here to do something shady? Will we get into trouble if we get involved?"
Long Ze took out a twenty-yuan note and put it on the table. He staggered outside with a toothpick in his hand and scolded: "Ask what you should ask, don't ask what you shouldn't. The more you know, you will die."
Haven’t you heard of the saying that the faster you go, the faster?”
Xiaolu immediately shrank his neck and said quickly: "I understand, I understand, I won't ask anymore, I will continue to stare here."
"Um."
After saying that, Long Ze hung up the phone, then opened WeChat, found a friend with the note "Dead Fatty", and sent a voice message:
"Brother, there is news about the person you are looking for."
Soon, "Dead Fatty" had a reply: "Where is he?"
Long Ze stood on the curb, holding a toothpick in his mouth, weighing his legs, grinning, and sent the other party a "you know" expression, and then stared at the WeChat chat interface expectantly.
Not long after, "Dead Fatty" transferred 400,000 yuan. When Long Ze saw this number, his eyes straightened. He rubbed his eyes and confirmed again that the zeros at the back were five, and then swallowed hard.
He tapped the phone screen with trembling fingers, and then, 400,000 yuan was directly credited to his account.
"F*ck! It's like a dream." Long Ze slapped himself and muttered, but he was still not satisfied. He rolled his eyes and said greedily: "Brother, it was agreed at the beginning, forty-eight
If you find someone within an hour, I’ll give you 100,000 yuan, plus an additional 10,000 yuan for each hour you advance. It’s less than 14 hours now, so you have to give me more than 440,000 yuan. No need for fractions.
If you transfer another 40,000 yuan to me, it will be o98k."
After saying this, Long Ze stared at the WeChat chat interface uneasily. Less than ten seconds later, "Damn Fatty" transferred 40,000 yuan again.
Long Ze took a long breath, and after collecting the money, he said in a happy mood: "Brother, don't blame me for being preoccupied. You are a person who does big things, and I am just a little loser..."
"Stop talking nonsense, where is he?"
"Jiangnan Waterfront, it's the same villa as yesterday. My people saw him going back a few minutes ago."
"Okay. I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise, you know my methods."
Long Ze couldn't help but think of the terrifying method displayed by Fangyuan last night. He was suddenly frightened and quickly replied: "Don't dare, don't worry, everything I said is the truth."
After that, "Damn Fatty" didn't reply again, but Long Ze hummed a song and walked away swaggeringly. He had wanted to buy a car for a long time but he never had the money. Now that the 440,000 yuan will arrive in seconds, he must withdraw the full amount first.
A car like an Audi with four laps is barely enough to drive, and it will gain face in society in the future, right?
…
In the villa.
After Lin Fan put Qiqi on the bed for a nap, he exited the room. He keenly noticed that the room was different from before he left. The placement of some furniture had changed, or the orientation had changed, but he didn't think much about it.
I just thought it was moved by the housekeeping company during cleaning.
After a brief glance around, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room and started practicing.
Although Lin Fan is currently in the middle stage of Qi refining, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of a martial arts master on earth, and is already a master among masters, he knows that he must continue to make progress along the way of cultivation. If he relaxes even a little, he will stagnate, and cultivation is like sailing against the current.
, If you don't advance, you will retreat. What's more, Lin Fan also knows that this earth is far more simple than he initially thought. Although he has not seen anyone with a higher cultivation level than himself, he can be sure that such a person
It exists, but it will not appear easily. Lin Fan also understands the principle of being born in sorrow and dying in happiness.
At about 2:30 in the afternoon, Lin Fan withdrew from practice and suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of light flashed through his eyes. He looked toward the door. He could clearly feel that there was a wave of true energy there, and it was getting stronger and stronger.
The closer you get, you will soon be at the door.
Those who come are not good.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the ancient warrior outside the door was coming for him.
Thinking of this, he grinned and sighed secretly. The timing was just right, so that he could learn more about the ancient martial arts world.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan stood up, walked to the door wearing slippers, opened the door, and saw a person standing at the door.
This person looks to be about 25 or 26 years old. He is slightly chubby, fair-skinned, and quite lovable even if he is naked. He is wearing casual clothes, chewing gum in his mouth, and is holding his hands across his chest, trying to relax.
Standing at the door, when Lin Fan opened the door, the man grinned and a bright smile bloomed on his face: