850 Interrogation

850 Interrogation

The so-called Feng Shui is good, and there is some kind of Royal Park next to it, which is just a dilapidated small park.

And the subway station is very close, the transportation is convenient, it's convenient. The subway station is about eight kilometers away from the house, and the closest you have to go is one kilometer away and take a bus there.

The agent introduced this house to Li Fan. The area is not large, a total of more than 30 square meters. The inside is very clean, but it smells a little damp.

The house is one room, with a bathroom, kitchen and balcony combined.

There is an ordinary linen sofa in the bedroom, plus a simple camp bed, which can be regarded as living.

"Look, this place is economical and affordable. Where else can you find such a good house except me!"

The intermediary followed Li Fan to preach a lot, and Li Fan didn't bother to listen.

"All right, all right, how much is it, I'll rent it."

"Twelve thousand a month, isn't it cheap?"

"I'll rent it for a season first."

"One deposit pays three, and the deposit will be deducted for early check-out."

The agent took out the contract, "Let's write in black and white, if there is any problem with the house, you can just come to me directly."

The intermediary talked with Li Fan about the house for a long time, and finally they settled down. Li Fan paid the money and lived in the house.

Long Qingyun is in the capital, if you want to find him, you have to go step by step in the capital. He hid it deep, but Li Fan planned to dig out that Dongdonghai product first.

He lay on the camp bed and slept straight into the night.

When it was getting dark, Li Fan got up, washed his face, changed into a black special combat uniform, and put the tiger head mask on his face. At the same time, Li Fan hung the compound bow on his waist, and then jumped down from the window to the outside.

A black motorcycle with no license plate was parked downstairs. Li Fan got on the motorcycle directly, and took advantage of the night to ride all the way outside the sixth ring road.

Dongdong Seafood Factory is here. At this time, the factory has shut down, but there are a few workers sitting there outside, playing poker.

"Is he the only one who knows how to play!"

A man in a jacket came out of the factory and kicked over the table.

The poker and small change above were scattered everywhere, but several workers did not dare to say anything.

"Have the goods been loaded? Oh, they will come over tomorrow morning to pick up the goods!"

The man in the jacket cursed angrily.

"We'll just pretend...we'll pretend..."

These workers obediently put down their playing cards, patted their buttocks and went to load the goods.

Li Fan squatted on top of a street lamp, quietly looking at the factory below.

He watched the man in the jacket walk back inside the factory as the other workers made their way to the loading bay.

Two guards stood at the gate of the factory, smoking.

The waists of these two people are bulging, and they look like guns.

Li Fan took out his recurve bow, put on the bow and arrow, shot through the head of a guard with one arrow, and nailed his whole body to the door panel behind him.

The other guard was taken aback, and subconsciously pulled out the pistol on the back of his waist, while another arrow pierced the air and flew towards him, piercing his heart, taking him out as well, and nailing him to the door.

Two people were crucified there, just like specimens.

But Li Fan fell silently from the sky and landed lightly on the ground.

Li Fan approached the factory, and a worker happened to be walking towards him, and he saw Li Fan at a glance.

"Someone!"

The worker yelled, drew out his pistol at the same time, aimed at Li Fan, and started shooting.

Li Fan hid behind the machine next to him and dodged the bullet.

Li Fan doesn't want to expose his kung fu, he is now disguised as an avenger.

He drew his recurve bow and shot an arrow into the sky.

Li Fan didn't use much strength. The bow and arrow drew a parabola in the air, and finally landed on the top of the worker who fired the gun, piercing his head.

The gunshots had already alarmed the people in the factory. The workers here were all armed with guns. They rushed out of the factory one after another and started shooting at Li Fan.

Li Fan picked up two pistols, leaned against the back of the steel machine, removed the clip from one of the guns, and put it in his pocket.

He closed his eyes, his true energy formed a field, sensing the positions of all the workers in the factory.

After locking on to these people, Li Fan suddenly rolled to the side and fired three consecutive shots at the same time, knocking all three workers to the ground.

Li Fan continued to walk around, constantly hiding behind the surrounding machines to cover his body.

When he saw the opportunity, he would shoot, one factory worker at a time.

There were not many workers in the factory, and they were all killed by Li Fan in a short while.

He tidied up his weapons and stood up from the cover.

This is definitely not an ordinary factory. How can ordinary workers be equipped with pistols?

Li Fan's guess was correct. He walked directly to the factory's office and kicked open the door.

"boom!"

Li Fan hid to the side, the door was smashed to pieces.

The man in the jacket from before was holding a shotgun and snarling at Li Fan.

"You idiot, I can't beat you to death!"

The man in the jacket came out holding the shotgun, chasing after Li Fan and trying to shoot him into a hornet's nest.

Li Fan leaned against the wall, and when the man in the jacket showed his shotgun, he pushed it up.

With a bang, the shotgun bullet hit the ceiling above the head, the wall skin was completely cracked, and it fell down with a puff.

And Li Fan raised his foot, kicked the man in the jacket, and sent him flying, avoiding his shotgun at the same time.

The man in the jacket slammed into the table behind him, knocking it over. And Li Fan walked in, stepped on the man in the jacket with one foot, held a shotgun in his hand, and pointed at his head.

"Tell me, where is Long Qingyun?"

Li Fan asked coldly through the mask.

The man in the jacket who was aggressive just now was so frightened that he almost peed.

Li Fan wore a tiger head mask, like a beast from hell, ready to harvest his life at any time!

"Who, who is Long Qingyun... I don't know..."

boom!

Li Fan smashed the guy's arm with one shot.

The man in the jacket screamed in pain, like killing a pig, but Li Fan showed no sympathy at all.

"Say it."

"I, I really don't know..."

"boom!"

Li Fan smashed this buddy's leg again.

He passed out from the pain, and was woken up by Li Fan pouring water again.

The man in the jacket is going to despair, this guy is nothing short of a demon!

"Please, let me go, let me go, I really don't know anything..."

The man in the jacket was crying and pooping.

"Where is Long Qingyun?"

Li Fan was sitting on the boss chair with his legs on the table, holding up the shotgun and pointing at the man in the jacket lying on the ground.

One leg was broken, even if he wanted to run, he couldn't run.