Chapter 88: : Sweeping a thousand troops

It may be that God also couldn't understand Li Nanfang's face when he was slaughtering others. After letting him eat and drink enough, he felt that his stomach was uncomfortable. After he walked out of the box, he ran into the bathroom with his legs clamped.
People have three anxieties, impatience, impatient, and impatient.
When you are impatient or impatient, as long as you can clenched your teeth and persist, you can basically endure it. Only when you go to the toilet, you can’t endure even if you clen your teeth.
Therefore, when Li Nanfang got up from the toilet and lifted his pants, he sighed happily. He felt that life was the most beautiful and enjoyable, but he could find the toilet when he was in an emergency.
It was the humming sound in the toilet on the right when he was constipated. He was a little disappointed in his ears, which invisibly lowered a lot of happiness index.
In modern society, as people pay more and more attention to personal privacy, in many high-end toilets, beautiful music is basically played uninterruptedly. While it can cultivate people's sentiment, it also covers some people with constipation when they go to the toilet. The indecent sound made.
Therefore, Li Nanfang can hear someone next to him going to the toilet. Others shouldn't hear that he has been here before. After he is done, he will wave his sleeves and leave without taking away a cloud of clouds.
When the door was about to be opened, the toilet door was opened from outside.
When someone rushed to the bathroom and squatted on the toilet, it was normal to open the door and find that there was someone inside. At most, it was an awkward smile, and then quickly closed the next one.
So when this young man in a black shirt opened the door of the toilet occupied by Li Nanfang, he didn't think much about it. To avoid embarrassment, he also laughed first, and was about to politely say that I have finished pulling it, you continue, This toilet is very comfortable squatting, and the smile froze in the corner of his mouth.
It's normal to open the wrong door, but when the person who opened the door found someone inside, he didn't exit in time. Instead, he quickly stepped in. With his right hand turned over, there was a sharp-edged saber that pierced Li Nanfang's heart viciously. Up.
Grass, people come to assassinate a shit, is this still making people live?
Li Nanfang cursed in his heart, and quickly half-twisted his waist. The saber that pierced his heart quickly wiped his chest and made a cut in his shirt.
There used to be a joke about a miser who was bitten by a dog on his ankle, he suddenly laughed and said that fortunately he didn't wear socks today.
Li Nanfang is not stingy to that level, but after a good shirt was cut out, he was still furious. While raising his hand to grab the man’s wrist, his left hand caught his back neck, and then he stabbed. The coming inertia pushed forward sharply.
With a muffled bang, the man's forehead slammed hard against the white porcelain wall.
This person must have never practiced iron head skills or the like, or he would not have been hit immediately, as if several plum blossoms were drawn on a white wall, and the red and black were very artistic.
Similarly, this also proves that the person who tried to assassinate Li Nanfang was a poor guy, and it was the lowest level in the killer world.
This is the second time that Li Nanfang was assassinated by an innocent killer in just over ten days after he came to Qingshan City. The last time he had just met Yue Zitong, this time he was dining with her in a western restaurant.
Instinctively, Li Nanfang combined the two inexplicable assassinations together: Is Yue Zitong doing the trick again?
However, he quickly rejected this idea. Through the days of getting along with Yue Zitong, Li Nanfang could see that she was bad in one way or another, and he was more certain that she would never try to kill herself by buying a murderer.
This time, Li Nanfang didn't intend to let the killer easily as he did last time. He lifted his foot to close the toilet door, grabbed the man's right wrist and slammed on the toilet. The saber fell to the ground with a clam.
The music is still so melodious, just as the constipated buddy in the toilet next to him is still babbling hard, without noticing it, Li Nanfang is making a big fight.
He pushed the killer's head into the toilet and pressed the water valve. With a snoring sound, the clear water flooded his head, making him struggle desperately, trying to raise his head.
His head blocked the toilet drain, and it was inevitable for the killer to drink a few sips of water when he was caught off guard.
Li Nanfang raised his foot and stepped on his ankle and pressed his neck firmly, his eyes cold.
After the struggling of the man gradually weakened from abruptness, Li Nanfang grabbed his collar with his left hand and picked him up from the toilet. He pressed his head against the side of the toilet and stepped on one foot so that he had nothing. Room for resistance.
After he spit out a few big saliva, Li Nanfang asked faintly: "Say, who sent you to kill me?"
The man rolled his eyes with difficulty. After seeing Li Nanfang's face, he was obviously frozen, coughing and mutely said, "Wrong, wrong."
"What's wrong?"
After Li Nanfang asked this sentence, he understood: "You have found the wrong target."
The man nodded hard.
Li Nanfang saw that he was not lying, he was a little bit dumbfounded, and lifted his foot to let him go.
Just as the man was about to stand up, Li Nanfang spoke: "Kneel, don't move, or you will die."
The man immediately stopped his movements and cleverly lay down on the toilet again. This is a self-aware man who assassinated Li Nanfang unexpectedly, but was immediately countered by the reality telling him that he was facing a master. Good not to have any ideas, so as not to cause a murderous disaster.
"Who are you going to kill?"
Li Nanfang wiped his nose and said, "This question should not allow you to violate the rules of the industry."
The man was silent for a moment before he asked in a low voice, "You, are you also a fellow in the world?"
Li Nanfang laughed, and said slowly: "I don't have to deliberately underestimate the killer industry, but I can be sure that if I become a professional killer, I will definitely be an ancestor. This is not the point. The point is that I will not embarrass you. After answering my question, you’ll get out of it right away, and you will use your tactics when you do things in the future, so that you don’t have to die."
The man was silent again for a while before he said, "My name is Chen Dali, and people on the Taoist say that it is invincible in the universe, sweeping a thousand armies as invincible, Xiao Bawang----"
"Stop, you don't have to show up your golden sign. How embarrassing to scare me to pee on my pants? Say, who is the one you want to kill!"
Li Nanfang suddenly admired this assassin. Because of his shamelessness, he was very close to himself. He drank a few sips of toilet water, and he showed that he was sweeping the army.
"Someone contributed 300,000 yuan to let me kill Feng Yunting."
Chen Dali spit out again, finally reaching the point.
"Feng Yunting?"
"Yes, the young owner of the largest real estate business in Qingshan City, Cloud World."
"Grass, Feng Yunting is only worth 300,000 yuan?"
Li Nanfang was a little surprised. In his opinion, it would cost him at least tens of millions to kill Master Feng for money. Chen Dali dared to take the job for 300,000 yuan. Either his head was caught by the door, or he was poor. crazy.
Chen Dali explained depressedly: "Originally it was 10 million, but I was just getting started, and they gave me a 0.3% discount. Don't look down on me, I am invincible and swept across the army-neither is I To kill innocent people indiscriminately, I am also very principled in killing people, not for the rich and unkind, the poor and the wicked. When I was a child, my biggest dream was to be a knight who cares for the strong and supports the weak...Have you heard of Chu Liuxiang?"
Li Nanfang was really not interested. He was in the toilet with a little starter who had an abnormal brain to discuss his biggest dream in childhood. After being funny, he just thought he was very pitiful.
"cough!"
A heavy cough came from outside the door.
Li Nanfang turned his head and looked out along the seam of the door. He saw a man with a happy face. He walked quickly past. It was not Feng Yunting, the young owner of Yunshijie Real Estate Group, but who was it?
"Fuck, I went to the wrong door!"
Chen Dali also saw it, closed his eyes in pain, and murmured: "This has a good life. According to the introducer, when three super invincible professional assassins assassinated him in a bath city ten days ago, I also went the wrong way-I met a more super invincible master. After the mission failed, the employer was forced to kill them."
He numbs the next door. How can this idiot be able to make Lao Tzu block his gun twice?
Li Nanfang suddenly realized that his depression was beyond words, and he began to regret that when he ordered his food, he was so petty and only ordered tens of thousands of dollars?
He didn't want to know who was going to kill Feng Yunting, and he was cruel to be sure, even if the assassin wanted to kill Feng Gongzi in front of him, he would stand by and watch—who made this stupid overpowering himself and had to pursue Yue Zitong?
"Chen Dali, fortune telling you, after this assassination mission failed, it was not discovered by the employer, so you don't need to be killed. Three hundred thousand, grass, a lot? Killing for three hundred thousand, you must have a lack of roots."
Li Nanfang cursed, and asked: "Lack of money?"
Chen Dali immediately nodded his head: "It's scarce."
"How many people were killed before?"
"This is the first time."
"truth?"
Li Nanfang looked at the knife on the ground, a common saber in the market, worth tens of dollars apiece, without a sharp edge.
Kneeling on the ground, Chen Dali raised his right hand and stretched out two fingers, swearing in an emotionally charged curse: "I am invincible sweeping the army----If Chen Dali is half-truth, let me thunder and strike. dead!"
"This is three hundred yuan. It's not much money. Let's make do with it. Don't do this. You are really not the food for this bowl of rice. You should get a proper job."
Li Nanfang took out a few banknotes, threw them on Chen Dali's face, turned around and opened the door and walked out.
Chen Dali’s cry came from behind: "Heroes, what is your name?"
"I, Li Nanfang, have a habit of never leaving a name for good deeds."
Li Nanfang waved his hand without looking back, and walked away.
After he got out of the bathroom, he remembered that he hadn't washed his hands yet-forget it, so as not to see that stupidity again, he was softened and gave him a few hundred dollars, but only in exchange for the name of a hero who didn't use much .
Fortunately, there are toilets in the box, but washing hands in front of Officer Bai will almost affect her appetite for meals, but in order to save a few hundred yuan, how other people's appetites are, Li Nanfang can't care about it.
Bai Ling'er is not in the box.
As soon as Li Nanfang walked into the bathroom, she stood up and hurried towards the hall.
She wanted to go down and ask how much the meal cost, and then call the bureau seat for help-as soon as she walked to the corner of the second floor, Fan Xiangjun immediately greeted him with a smile on her face: "Ling'er!"
Bai Ling'er didn't want to pay attention to her, especially when Li Jie was by her side, but still stopped and asked coldly, "Is there something wrong?"
"Ling'er, we, can we talk in the room?"
Fan Xiangjun stretched out his hand and took Bai Ling'er's hand, the smile on his face turned into a begging color, and he whispered: "For the sake of our former good friends, give me a chance."
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