Chapter 837: : Yang Coffin is missing

When Yue Zitong's name flashed on the phone screen again, Li Nanfang was in the coffee shop, talking to several people from David.
He was asking about the Black Dragon Group.
He has long known that island gangs are quite rampant in the international arena. Their main business involves all black profiteering industries, and their influence is quite bad, causing headaches for the authorities of various countries, but they have never dealt with them.
First, we are adhering to the principle of not violating river water with well water, and everyone gets what they need with their own ability.
Secondly, although he can't understand these real scumbags, he is a weak person after all. As long as his own interests are not violated, he will take the initiative to find fault if he is stupid.
But now it seems that Li Nanfang may have to take the initiative to find fault.
From David's slightly frowned brow, Li Nanfang could see that he was a little afraid of this black dragon group.
"It's okay. I'm a local snake after all. If they have to be an enemy against me for a skirmish, then they can do it against me. It's not necessarily the one who will kill you. Besides, I still have official power available, expect them It’s not just for a moment’s enthusiasm that you dare to use the wealth that you have accumulated over decades to fight me."
Brother David pretended to say something lightly. When he saw Li Nanfang's cell phone ringing on the table, he gave Graf a funny wink, and the two got up and found an excuse to leave.
"I went to the park opposite and it was suffocated."
As soon as Li Nanfang picked up his mobile phone, Yang Guju stood up and said, pointing to the park opposite the cafe.
The hot air blowing from the air conditioner in the coffee shop really made people feel bored, and Yang Guju was not adapted to the current environment.
"Don't run too far, lest you get lost."
Li Nanfang didn't care, he said casually, and picked up the phone: "Dear Di, are you in a better mood now?"
Yue Zitong did not speak, but his breathing became obvious.
From the sound of her breathing, Li Nanfang heard that something was wrong, the smile on her face narrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Say, who is bullying you?"
"South, grandpa, he's gone."
Yue Zitong spoke only then, her voice hoarse, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was her voice.
"what?"
Li Nanfang froze for a while, and didn't understand what it meant for a while.
"Grandpa, passed away at noon today."
Yue Zitong was silent for a moment and said again.
This time, her voice might have become much clearer.
Li Nanfang didn't speak, and put the phone to his ear.
He had never seen Grandpa Yue, he had only heard Grandpa's voice on the phone.
Only by his voice, Li Nanfang can also conclude that the old man is the kind of self-prestige that is not angry and prestigious. The army has been used to it all his life. When talking to people in peace times, he is also used to using a command tone, which causes a certain amount of mental pressure.
With Li Nanfang's lazy temperament, he certainly doesn't like seeing the old man.
And he also knew that the aunt's impression of the old man was not very good.
Just because he was too domineering, when she was just twelve years old, she arbitrarily betrothed her to a monster.
Although this monster later grew into a big hero-the aunt was very satisfied.
But now, when Yue Zitong was telling Li Nanfang that his grandfather was gone, he could hear that she was really hurt.
Perhaps, she suddenly discovered now that the cold-faced grandpa is actually always nice to her.
"Sorrow, by the way. I can't go back, just kowtow a few more heads in front of Grandpa's spirit for me."
I don't know how long it took before Li Nanfang whispered, "I will return to China immediately after I rescue Min Rou."
"I know. You can do what you are doing with peace of mind. I told you about Grandpa, but I have to tell you. Southern, you must be safe when you are outside. Goodbye, I am waiting for you."
Yue Zitong said a few words softly and ended the call.
Li Nanfang put down his mobile phone and picked up the coffee cup, drank it like a drink.
To be honest, the death of the old man of the Yue family does not have much to do with him. It is just the death of an elder who is respected by future generations. Strictly speaking, this is also the law of nature. Who does not die when he is alive?
What's more, he felt that the relationship between him and his sister-in-law and the Yue family was not very pleasant.
The Yue family drove the aunt out of the house, and he let the wife of the eldest grandson of the Yue family become pregnant again-the relationship between the two parties is not the same, it should be the father who tried his best to mediate. Now with the death of the father, the Yue family will definitely Ask him to settle the account.
Therefore, after he learned the news of the death of the old man, in addition to the mourning he should have, he still considered how to deal with the shock of the Yue family in the future.
"Oh, this is really sad. I just want to live a good life, eat and wait for death. But God, you are playing, you have to arrange so much trouble for me. Could it be that this is the legendary mission For Yusi people, they must first bite their minds, work their muscles and hungry their skins-let me finally become a sage that future generations will admire?"
Li Nanfang laughed mockingly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said to the waitress in the coffee shop: "Beauty, give brother a cup of Erguotou."
"Sir, what is Erguotou?"
The beautiful waiter who walked over quickly asked with a dazed face.
"Foreigners are ignorant."
Li Nanfang whispered a word and looked up at the park on the opposite side of the road outside the window.
Just now when he and Yue Zitong held each other's mobile phones and kept silent for a long time, Yang Gugu had already walked into the park.
It was seven hours later than Jinghua's side. After the setting sun set, it was just noon on this side.
At noon in the winter in London, the sun is still very charming, and people can’t help but miss the country with one of the highest happiness indexes in the world, India.
Most people in India are happy because they like to sit under the roots of the south wall wrapped in torn clothes in this kind of weather, squinting at the piles of feces on the road ahead, and thinking about a better tomorrow. Are you stuck in it and unable to extricate yourself?
Li Nanfang admitted that he would never reach the lofty spiritual realm of the Indian people in his life.
He is a super laity.
Like eating large pieces of meat, drinking from a big bowl, surrounded by beautiful women like clouds, hugs left and right in a luxuriously decorated room that is warm in winter and cool in summer, and when doing the most unsavory things with them, you can occasionally look up To the leisurely Nanshan.
So far, Li Nanfang thought privately that he had initially reached this small goal.
He is rich, although not a lot--the number of beautiful women is not that many, counted several times with two hands, that is seven or eight, and all of them have a unique temperament and personality that makes men a headache.
But it can barely be, anyway, Li Nanfang has always been a person who is easy to be contented.
However, if he wants to enjoy this kind of layman's life, the prerequisite is for God to stop staring at him and make trouble for him.
Min Rou's news hasn't gone yet, and Yang Qigu didn't know where he went.
"Your sister, didn't you say you just wandered around in the park, why didn't you turn around?"
Li Nanfang, who didn't drink his favorite Erguotou in the coffee shop, was so dull and uninterested. He cursed a tubaozi in eight hundred dialects and left in annoyance. He came to look for Yang Coffin.
At seven o'clock tonight, he and David will attend the charity fundraising party organized by Sir Philip, to see if he can find some clues from that Ham.
Although it's just noon, and it's still early to seven o'clock in the evening, some preparations must be done.
For example, Li Nanfang wants to try on the pile of clothes that Graf is not allowed to buy in front of the mirror.
There are a total of eighteen people. If you want to find the one that best demonstrates Li Nanfang's temperament, this is a big project. It doesn't take four or five hours to get it done. of.
Brother David had already returned to the castle in advance.
They went back early. Of course, they weren't worrying about the clothes that Brother Li should wear, but to prevent the Black Dragon Group, who would suddenly commit trouble to his industry and avenge the hatred of Moshima-kun who was smashed by Li Nanfang's nose.
According to the mad dog nature of the islanders, they should be able to do so.
Just as the Second World War is in full swing, when the US emperor took the opportunity to make a fortune from the war, it seemed that they did not provoke the islanders. As a result, Pearl Harbor was bombed in a mess.
It is said that there are still more than two thousand American soldiers still sleeping in a frigate in the deepest part of the sea.
Therefore, once there is a conflict with the islanders, you must think about the worst aspect of the matter.
That's right.
One of Li Nanfang's principles is one of Li Nanfang's principles of dealing with others.
Now that David is tired by him, he should go back soon. While changing his clothes, he should discuss with David how to deal with those pesky island friends.
Just when Li Nanfang was anxious to go back, Yang Gugu disappeared again.
Li Nanfang dialed her mobile phone, and also prompted the other party to shut down.
It seems that her mobile phone should be dead.
"What's special, you rubbed your face like that, dressed like that, wouldn't it be abducted by traffickers?"
Around the small park, I went around three times, but didn't find Yang Coffin. After Li Nanfang's endurance broke through the limit, he lifted his foot and kicked a small stone away. He sat down with a gloomy butt. On a chair.
From here, you can see the opposite cafe, and even more pedestrians.
He hoped that he would go to the coffee shop to look for him after seeing Yang Qigu, not knowing where he was going.
With patience, he waited for a full ten minutes, without seeing the shadow of Yang Guangu, Li Nanfang took out his cell phone again, ready to call David, and asked him to search for her whereabouts through the police.
There are cameras everywhere in the streets and alleys of London. After the police are dispatched, they should be able to find out where Yang Coffin went.
But when his finger was about to tap David's phone number, Li Nanfang retracted again.
Yang Gugu has only been missing for more than an hour, and David is now busy arranging manpower to deal with the black dragon group's fault finding. Li Nanfang asked him to use the police to search her whereabouts, which was a bit fussy.
That way, if David didn't say it on the surface, he would definitely be upset in secret.
Less than a last resort, Li Nanfang didn't bother to do unpleasant things.
"Well, then wait. Wait at most an hour. Yang Coffin, if you still don't show up in an hour, see how I can clean you up. It's great to have malephobia, can it make me anxious? My sister, I will scare you to death when the time comes."
Li Nanfang muttered to himself like a fool, and started the countdown, muttering words in his mouth: "Yang Coffin, appear soon, appear soon."
Yang Coffin is not a good wind, and of course I can't hear Li Nanfang's babbling.
Even if she heard it, she would not go back.
She hasn't killed anyone yet ---- just go back, does she have to go this time?
After stepping into the lobby of a vehicle modification company called "Speed ​​Cyclone", Yang Jiangu slightly wrinkled his nose.
The unique faint rancid smell is stronger.
This proves that Moshima-kun, who was smashed by Li Nanfang's nose, was in this building.
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