C79 To be a Good Citizen Is Hard Work
C79 To be a Good Citizen Is Hard Work
When Lee Nanfang saw his comrades close the door, then very considerately close the curtain, he was so happy that he almost laughed out loud. These scumbags really understand what laozi was thinking.
After confirming that there were no surveillance videos in the restaurant, Lee Nanfang's last bit of concerns disappeared. He lifted his leg and kicked Sun Laoer, who wanted to teach him a lesson, away.
"Being a good citizen is hard work. No matter what you do, you have to worry about what you have to worry about. Sigh."
Lee Nanfang let out a faint sigh. He twisted his body and threw a kick at the chin of a comrade who had yet to understand what was going on and pushed Uncle Min, who was also dumbfounded, behind the door.
Uncle Min, who was leaning on the door, was completely dumbfounded. As he watched Lee Nanfang kick Sun Laoer's friends out one by one like a naughty kid playing scarecrow, he began to doubt if he was dreaming.
Based on the principle of leaving a mark on everything and meeting each other in the future, when Lee Nanfang was dealing with Sun Laoer's friends, he still showed a little mercy and just knocked them out.
As for Sun Laoer, of course he couldn't let him go that easily. He was still looking at his future father-in-law in a daze.
"Who the hell are you?"
Sun Laoer asked Lee Nanfang with a hoarse voice as he hugged his stomach with his left hand and supported himself on the ground with his right.
Ye Zichen slapped him. Lee Nanfang cursed, "F * ck, are you f * cking deaf? Didn't you hear how Uncle Min introduced me?"
With a slap, Lee Nanfang pulled out Sun Laoer's left incisor tooth.
However, this fellow was a cruel person who had entered the Third Palace. After having half of his teeth sucked out, he still couldn't bear it anymore and roared: "Friend, kill me today if you have the guts. Otherwise, Lao Min won't be any better off in the future!"
"Killing you wouldn't be a big deal."
Lee Nanfang's favorite tough tooth friend, sneered as he grabbed a chair and ruthlessly threw at Sun Laoer's outstretched right leg.
With a loud crack, the chair broke into pieces. Sun Laoer opened his mouth and was about to let out a miserable scream when Lee Nanfang's kick landed on his chin, forcing him back down.
He didn't want Sun Laoer's screams to alarm the passersby outside the door.
Fortunately, Sun Laoer invited his comrades for the banquet today and did not open his restaurant to the public. Since there were only a few of them in the restaurant, it saved Wu Tie the trouble of clearing up the restaurant.
With a single chair, he broke Sun Laoer's right calf bone.
Lee Nanfang still hadn't stopped, just like how he did with Young Master Jin, he raised the leg of the chair and smashed it into his left leg.
He had once promised Uncle Min that he would exceed the limit of his mission. If he wanted Sun Laoer to have two legs, it could be considered as him barely handling the task.
Sun Laoer would definitely pass out after suffering two devastating blows in a row.
The people who passed out couldn't talk. Lee Nanfang had to ask who the person from the province that he was working with was.
Picking up a bottle of beer from the table, he casually threw it at Sun Laoer's head. The cold beer indeed had the effect of awakening the mind. Sun Laoer's body immediately shivered and slowly woke up.
Lee Nanfang put the beer bottle in front of Sun Laoer with the same harmless smile on his face. "Sun Laoer, do you think I dare to waste this pair of moves of yours?"
If it was in the past, Sun Laoer would definitely not dare to say it.
In the past when he was in prison, he had relied on this group of fugitives to become the head of the cell.
He knew very well that the more vicious and cruel a person was, the more afraid they would be of death. As long as you were more desperate than him, you could shock him.
But now, he really didn't dare to say he didn't dare. He could see the brutality in Lee Nanfang's eyes that seemed to have started to turn red. He was sure that even if he shook his head, the wine bottle would quickly pierce into his eyes.
"Dare, dare, dare you!"
Sun Laoer screamed. He had never felt such fear before. It even made him forget the pain of having his leg broken. Tears and snot flowed out from his eyes.
Lee Nanfang stopped smiling and asked lightly: "Then tell me, what should I do?"
"Return the money, I return the money!"
Sun Laoer struggled and took out his wallet from his pants pocket. He took out a bank card and cried, "There's another 800,000 …"
Lee Nanfang interrupted him and said, "Uncle Min told me that your gang cheated him for less than four million."
"I only got one million yuan. Zhao Song took the rest."
Sun Laoer raised his hand to wipe his tears and immediately told him the exact address and contact details of the outsider.
Seeing that he was willing to admit his guilt, Lee Nanfang didn't have the mood to care about the 200,000 yuan he lost.
What's more, the price of two legs for two hundred thousand was quite reasonable.
However, I still have to give him another slap on the face. Do you really think that your father doesn't know how to take his bank card to the bank to withdraw money and might get into trouble?
Who in the modern age didn't know how to transfer money online? He could just click a few times on his cell phone, and everything would be done.
Sun Laoer, who had lost all his teeth, didn't dare to play any tricks anymore. Forcefully enduring the pain, he transferred the eight hundred thousand dollars in his bank card into the account designated by Lee Nanfang. After that, he wailed and died, just like his mom.
"Remember, my name is Jack. Mo Zili, Nanfang of North Swallow Nanfang. You are welcome to come and find trouble with me at any time."
When Lee Nanfang patted Sun Laoer's cheek, he began to wonder if he had printed a batch of gold-plated business cards. That way, when he introduced himself to others, he would not waste his saliva.
When he was dragged out of the restaurant by Lee Nanfang, there were still countless small circles around Uncle Min's eyes. His half-opened mouth was full of saliva, but he didn't feel anything.
It wasn't until Lee Nanfang invited him into the taxi that he suddenly had a good fight: "Where, where are we going?"
"In the northern province of China, that scumbag surnamed Zhao still owes you several million. If everything goes well, he shouldn't hold me up for work tomorrow."
Lee Nanfang took out his cellphone and looked at it. He felt that it would be better to turn it off directly. That way, it would save him a lot of trouble.
Unable to get through to the kid's phone, Yue Zitong was furious. It's already dark, why aren't you going home to cook? Are you telling me to continue eating instant noodles?
However, Min Rou was extremely worried that her father would drag her to Sun Laoer to settle the score. If she really caused any trouble, she would call a taxi after work and return to her parents' rented home, but didn't see her father.
She didn't dare to tell her mother that her father went to the company to find her and dragged Lee Nanfang to an unknown place. Her mother, who was originally not in a good condition, had become very old in these two years.
It was midnight, and Min Rou didn't dare close her eyes for fear that the siren would whistle, and then the police would knock on the door and ask if she knew Jack and her father, and come with them again and say that they had killed.
When the stars were shining in the Eastern Hemisphere, the sun was shining brightly in the Western Hemisphere.
A man and a woman in their thirties were sitting on chairs in front of the airport's outdoor drinks bar. There was a map on the table, and they were discussing something in whispers.
In the eyes of outsiders, this was a couple with a good relationship. The luggage under the table proved that they were on their way to travel, so they were discussing where to go first.
The man had an elegant demeanor, and although the woman wasn't the kind of beauty who would cause trouble, her figure was quite outstanding. This was a result of continuous training.
They were indeed a couple and were about to go on a long journey. However, they were not going to travel, but to kill someone.
A mere three hundred thousand dollars wasn't enough for a male or female killer to go to the East and assassinate the girl called Yue Zitong. Besides, it was said that the legendary Black Ghost was guarding his target by his side.
But they will still go.
They had carefully deduced that it was precisely because of Black Ghost's existence that those who wanted to assassinate their target in China would fail one after the other. The reward for their target would also go up.
As male and female killers who could wait a year without making a move, there was plenty of time to wait. As the target's bounty turned red, it gradually rose to a price that tempted them.
They believed that by that time, they would have already lurked around their target for too long and plotted a plan to assassinate him. They would definitely be able to succeed in one hit and quickly escape before Black Ghost appeared.
If they didn't get the chance to make a move, or if their peers took the initiative, they could just treat it as a trip to the East. They had yearned to go to that mysterious ancient country for a long time, but they just didn't have the time to do so.
When they were discussing this, they didn't hold back, because they were well aware that the more people came and went, the more no one would be interested in what they were talking about. At most, they would only lower their voices.
"The hotel has already been designated, it's just the Qingshan Hotel …"
One of the male and female killers pointed at the map with a pen, then someone asked lightly: "There are so many fun places in the world, why do you have to seek your own death?"
The gentleman stiffened and looked back. He saw a young man in a plaid waistcoat, his bronzed skin taut as an explosive leopard's, with large tan sunglasses on his face, and a drink glass in his left hand, looking off into the distance.
"Excuse me, sir, are you talking to us?"
There was still a friendly smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
The young man placed the cup on the table, leaned forward with a sigh, looked him in the eye, and said: "I'll give you five seconds to deny this trip to the East."
Glancing at his wife who had taken out a pistol from under the table, the gentleman was silent for a moment and then laughed again, "Sir, I really don't understand what you are saying."
"You'll understand soon enough."
When the young man leaned back, his right hand made a sudden motion, and his left hand pressed down on the gentleman's forehead — so that the blood ran down his throat and into his belly, without splashing on the ground and staining the ground.
Mister's eyes bulged out at once. He could actually see his wife's tongue, and he suddenly stuck it out as well. A black man stood behind her, took off his hat and put it on her head, letting her slowly lie on the table.
When Mister's trembling hands hung down powerlessly, Ye Xiaodao let go and let him and his wife lie down on the table. He picked up the pen and drew a skull on the map.
"Spurs, let's go." I hope that little bitch will be satisfied with your alcohol tolerance. "
Ye Xiaodao said plainly. He raised his hand to support the sunglasses on his face and walked towards the terminal in large strides.
The spurs, who looked to be at most seventeen or eighteen years old, smiled, bent down, reached out, picked up the couple's luggage, carried it on his shoulder, and caught up with Ye Xiaodao in broken English, asking, "What if we work together, we won't be able to satisfy her?"
Ye Xiaodao didn't even look at him and said coldly: "Then let's wait for her to toy with us to death."