The ninth and seventieth chapters blew themselves up when they disagreed
Tang Muruan looked at the stack of brand-new coins in front of him, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally bit his lip and asked, "Will you still hire me tomorrow?"
"No, I might leave tomorrow."
"But...don't you need a translator?"
"It will be a bit dangerous next, and I may not be able to protect you." Li Fan shook his head.
Tang Muruan is different from Lin Manyi. Lin Manyi is a well-trained police officer who knows how to cooperate with him and has a certain ability to protect herself.
But Tang Muruan is just an ordinary person, and apart from being a translator, all he can do is hold him back.
Of course, another point is that the higher you investigate, the higher-level people will more or less speak a little English, ensuring that simple communication is no problem, and there is no use bringing Tang Muruan with you.
"Okay, sorry to bother you." Tang Muruan picked up the money, carefully put it into his bag, bowed deeply to Li Fan, turned around and walked out of the house without looking back.
Since then, the two have never seen each other again. Tang Muruan returned to her ordinary life, got married and had children. There were no major disturbances in her life. Only in her spare time would she occasionally recall her youth.
The day I met Li Fan was a magical and wonderful day.
And Li Fan's story will continue.
One day later.
In the bar, more than twenty men in black were sitting around, with cold eyes and lean bodies.
Bala, who had curly brown hair, sat at the center table, tapping the table impatiently.
Bala looked at the men beside him and said, "What time is it?"
"It's half past ten."
"Where is that person? Why hasn't he arrived yet?" Bala said angrily: "Call him!"
"The phone can't be reached."
Bala slammed the table: "What is this guy doing?"
At this moment, the door of the bar was kicked open, and Li Fan walked in with a mustache, pointed at Bala in the center and asked: "Is that him?"
Bala saw this scene and said angrily: "Why are you late for so long? Is this the Chinese assistant? Tell him that I have the final say here and let him go."
But at the next moment, with a snap of Li Fan's fingers, everyone present except Bala and Mustache fell to the ground.
Li Fan patted Mustache's shoulder and asked again: "Is it him?"
"No," Mustache said with nervous eyes, "It's not him."
Bala looked at Mustache angrily and shouted: "You betrayed us! The fire lion will not"
boom!
With an explosion, the sky-high flames covered the entire bar, and the raging high temperature burned every inch of the air, turning everything into ashes.
The surrounding citizens looked at the flames of the explosion and screamed in surprise. Soon police officers and the fire brigade arrived to investigate the cause of the explosion.
On the rooftop opposite the bar, Li Fan grabbed his mustache and fake Bala and let out a breath: "You're so cruel. If you don't agree, you'll explode."
He looked at the fake Bala in his hand and asked, "How's it going? They didn't tell you that they planted a bomb, did they? Do you want to tell me where Bala's real location is?"
The fake Bala stared at the blazing fire, gritted his teeth and told Li Fan.
In a manor dozens of kilometers away from the bar, the real Bala looked at the computer screen that had turned black, shook his head and said: "The fate of betrayers, tsk tsk tsk."
Next to him, a short, lean, monkey-like man asked: "Why don't you arrest the person for interrogation?"
"It's not necessary, Ban Kun, we are businessmen, as long as the business is not affected, it's enough, isn't it?" Bala picked up the red wine and said with a smile.
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the manor. Bala frowned and said, "What's going on?"
Although this lair of Bala cannot be called impregnable, it can definitely be regarded as a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.
At this moment, a subordinate rushed in and shouted: "Boss, someone is coming in."
"What?" Bala said angrily: "Who?"
The subordinate said in a panic: "There is only one Chinese."
"How is that possible?" Bala's eyes narrowed slightly; could it be the guy just now? He is not dead?
Ban Kun on the side laughed ferociously and said: "That person may be a very powerful martial artist. Just in time, I have mastered the murderous boxing skills that I have practiced hard, so let me come and meet him!"
Ban Kun, a true Inca martial arts master, as long as he is around, Bala will have enough confidence to face any challenge.
In the front yard of the manor, Li Fan was walking leisurely on the lawn, with the mustache and the fake Bala following him obediently like servants.
Fire Lion's thugs reacted quickly. Almost half a minute after Li Fan opened the door, thugs armed with various pistols, rifles, and semi-automatic firearms rushed over and shot at Li Fan without mercy.
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Seeing this scene, Mustache and the fake Bala looked horrified and immediately closed their eyes. However, the next moment, the gunshots continued, but they did not feel any pain, so they opened their eyes and then let out a sound of surprise.
Then they saw all the bullets fired inexplicably falling in mid-air, and every soldier who fired fell down the next moment, and they couldn't even see Li Fan clearly.
As Li Fan chased, soldiers fell one after another. In just over a hundred meters, dozens of soldiers fell to the ground, leaving a mess.
"Don't be too arrogant!"
The next moment, a short man appeared in front of Li Fan, almost like a baby "squeezing" into Li Fan's arms, and punched Li Fan's chest with both fists.
This is the killing punch that Ban Kun has painstakingly studied. It can be said that if an ordinary master faced this kind of attack, he would probably have his internal organs broken and die.
But after Ban Kun's violent attack, his face changed drastically. He felt as if his fist fell in the air and didn't hit anyone at all!
Li Fan's voice sounded from his side: "Inca martial arts killing fist? You have practiced well."
This was the last sentence Ban Kun heard in this world, and the next moment he was slapped to death by Li Fan.
This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Bala, who had just arrived, so he knelt down on the spot.
"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me! I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you spare my life!" Bala knelt on the ground and shouted crazily.
He had no choice but to do this. Machine gun fire was useless against the man in front of him. Even Ban Kun, whom he relied on the most, was slapped to death. Everyone was killed in front of him. Ban Kun was still very young and had a rich net worth. He
I don't want to die.
Li Fan was a little speechless. The boss was not as tough as his younger brother!
However, he still maintained an expressionless expression and squatted down, patted Bala on the cheek and said, "Tell me, where is the headquarters of Fire Lion?"