Chapter 840: :gossip

After seeing the report of Ham holding his throat and dying, Li Nanfang realized that he was dead.
There is no need to read the English version of the newspaper. Only from this photo, Li Nanfang can conclude that he died because his throat was choked to death.
He had just visited Ham last night.
He believed that this Ham was definitely not the trafficker Ham he was looking for.
Therefore, Li Nanfang didn't intend to show his "squalid face" to ask him whereabouts, and then fled embarrassedly with her tail sandwiched in the action of a woman who strongly requested sleep.
Since Pastry Ham was just the human trafficker Ham who pushed to the front desk to mislead others' puppets, if Li Nanfang went to trouble him, he would only prove that there was a problem with his IQ.
In the future, he will not embarrass Ham again.
But who would have thought that Ham died last night.
There were three other shop assistants who died with him.
All died miserably.
Who killed Ham?
It's definitely not the police.
Li Nanfang can guarantee that even if all the police officers in London are pulled out, they will not be able to use this method of killing.
Hugh said it was the London police. Even if it was changed to Li Nanfang, it would be impossible to smash the throat without waiting for people to fully feel the pain of death, that is, death.
Therefore, the murderer who killed Ham and the others was a master even better than Li Nanfang.
In the whole world, how many people are better than Li Nanfang in close combat?
One slap, five fingers can't be used.
Hu Mietang is one, Jing Hongming, Qin Laoqi, and Xie Qingshang three people, and they barely have this ability.
But how could they come to London and kill a puppet silently?
That way, it would be too detrimental to their identity.
Since it wasn't them, could it be their apprentice ---- when he thought of this, the voice of someone speaking came from the front, interrupting his thinking, and subconsciously looked up.
This newspaper was a visitor who came to the park in the morning. He left it on the roadside bench and forgot to take it when he left.
Li Nanfang, who was eager to find Yang Coffin, worried that when she was looking for her everywhere, she would instead ran to the park or coffee shop. She could not find him and then ran around, so she could only sit on this one facing the coffee shop. On the chair, waiting for her.
When she waited, she discovered the newspaper.
Having nothing to do, I saw this report when I flipped through it.
It was a mother and daughter who came by talking.
The young mother, holding her several-year-old daughter by the hand, explained to her the types of flowers and trees on the roadside, after looking at Li Nanfang, she smiled politely.
After Li Nanfang returned with a gentleman's smile, he threw away the newspaper and stood up and walked quickly towards the highway.
He finally saw Yang Coffin.
Yang Coffin was on the sidewalk across the road, looking up at the names of the shops on the roadside as he walked.
After seeing the cafe she had stayed in, she slapped her chin in excitement, stepped up the steps, and just reached out to open the door, her shoulder was grabbed by a hand and pulled back.
"Ouch!"
Yang Gugu screamed, staggering and falling back.
Seeing that she was about to lean back and fell to the ground, a strong hand, no, an arm, wrapped her slender waist, and was then taken into a generous, warm embrace.
She looked up, and just saw a handsome face—the angry face, which was hideous and scary. Her mouth opened like a lion roaring: "Where did you go? Do you remember Before coming to England, did I ask you not to leave me half a step? You are a pig-headed brain, can't you remember what I said?"
Yang Guju was scolded by Li Nanfang, so he kept leaning back, lying on Li Nanfang's arms, looking at his mouth, and didn't dare to move.
"Do you know how worried about you after I couldn't find you?"
Li Nanfang cursed for half a minute: "Do you know where it is now? You are in London! Do you know where London is? This is the home base of the trafficker Ham. If you let him be trafficked, how did I die to you? Family confession? Talking? You speak to me for something special. Just staring at me with little ignorant eyes? What do you mean by looking at me? Are you stupid, or is your head kicked by a donkey?"
He must have attracted the attention of passers-by when he denounced Yang Coffin.
Of course, I heard Li Nanfang say that this is whose base camp, and he must be unhappy: "I'm going, just like your woman, even if he pays the money back to Ham, he may not be attracted."
However, seeing Li Nanfang look terrified, no one dared to justify the name of beautiful London at this time.
Li Nanfang grabbed Yang Qigu by the shoulder, erected her, and shook her violently, "Speak, why don't you speak?"
"Me, my eyes, big."
Yang Gugu finally spoke, his face full of panic.
The timid voice is not much higher than the mosquito cry.
"You, you are really mad at me."
Li Nanfang didn't expect that after holding back for a long time, Yang Coffin would hold back such a sentence.
Really a little bit dumbfounded, wanting to get angry-beating a woman in the street seems to hurt his gentleman demeanor.
"Forget it, you come with me. Especially, Europeans love to watch. A group of Shabi."
Seeing more and more onlookers, Li Nanfang cursed displeasedly, took Yang Guangu's hand, and walked quickly to the east.
He hired a taxi and just got in the car, Li Nanfang couldn't help but scolded him.
Accusing Yang Coffin of this is wrong, that wrong chattering look, especially like an old woman, even the driver can not listen, raised his hand and clicked the horn to remind him, as a man, the current behavior is harmful to the entire London All manly demeanor.
Real London men beat up women----
"Well, I won't say anymore."
Seeing that the drivers were fighting the injustices for Yang Coffin, Li Nanfang had to shut up.
But just a few seconds after shutting up, she began to confess to her that she must take this as a warning, and don't leave him for half a step next time.
Otherwise, she is really going to be lost, how can he explain to the Chinese people?
Yang Coffin didn't speak, but he nodded repeatedly, put his hands on his knees, and his clever appearance made the driver feel awkward: "If you are a beautiful woman of twenty or eight, you would be right. But you are all 40. A middle-aged woman who is a year old, and she looks so shabby. To do this again is deliberately disgusting. Alas, I really shouldn’t honk the horn just now to remind this buddy not to mumble him anymore. Actually, this buddy It's really hard to find a woman of this age and looks like this."
While talking about it, the car stopped in front of David Bai’s castle.
Seeing Li Nanfang clinging to Yang's coffin and walking into the castle as if she would fly away as soon as she let go, the black suit bodyguards bowed to them and saluted them, and the driver realized that they were people of great background. I began to worry about whether I would be punished if I pitted them one pound toll.
Hastily turned the front of the car and galloped away.
"Do you know how worried I am about you?"
After Li Nanfang didn't know how many times he said this sentence, he suddenly felt that he had a tendency to become a woman with long tongue.
Yang Guju didn't think so.
Even she herself was a little surprised. According to her temperament, how could she allow Li Nanfang to talk to her for so long, not only was she not upset, but she felt a touch of sweetness in her heart.
"Do you know how much I am----I originally planned to take you to the Philip's cruise ship tonight to open your eyes. But you are really disobedient. What if you really want to be abducted after you go? So I decided, you will stay in the castle tonight. Do you know?"
"understood."
Yang Gugu lowered his head and answered softly.
In her eyes staring at her toes, there was already a visibly blank look at this moment.
She was asking herself, why would she like Li Nanfang's old lady talking about her?
"Oh, yes. You haven't told me yet, where did you go then."
When he was about to walk into the castle hall, Li Nanfang realized that he had not asked this most important question.
"I, I saw a car. On it, there are beautiful pictures. There are a few people singing and dancing in the car. I like it very much. I watched, watched, and then followed."
Yang Gugu wasn't completely lying.
Sniffing the foul smell, she did see such a car when she searched for where Moshima-kun stopped.
"That's a caravan, made by gypsies, and wandering around the world without problems, specifically to attract mentally handicapped youth like you."
After another intimidation, Li Nanfang released her hand and stepped up the steps.
In the living room of the castle, there are more than a dozen people sitting or standing.
These people are all David's most capable men.
Although he was not sure, Moshima-kun of the Black Dragon Group would retaliate against him, but it is always right to be careful.
In this way, it can avoid being in a state of confusion when suddenly hit by the Black Dragon group.
After seeing the two of Li Nanfang coming in, David smiled at them and nodded, motioning them to help themselves.
Li Nanfang is not easy to mix things up in other people's gang.
Anyway, it was the Black Dragon group that he offended. Those islanders really dared to come and hit the scene. Li Nanfang would definitely give David an explanation.
It's been a long time-no, it's been a few days since I have killed anyone, Li Nanfang feels itchy hands.
After they got to the fourth floor, they found that Graf was waiting for them at the top of the stairs.
Before dark, they had to set off on the cruise ship at Philip's house, and it was time to get dressed.
Graf is here to help Li Nanfang try on clothes.
Li Nanfang is ashamed to ask her to help?
Besides, he is not a three-year-old kid anymore. He knows which clothes to wear to show his extraordinary handsomeness.
After refusing Graf's kindness, Li Nanfang spent half an hour and finally found the outfit that suits him best.
In this shabby place in London, you can't even buy the most orthodox stand-up collar tunic.
"Otherwise, I must be more handsome than now."
Looking at the mirror, after adjusting the bow tie around his neck, Li Nanfang shook his head regretfully and walked out of the room.
In the hall below, the group of David Bai's men who knew they were not good at a glance had already left.
Go to all fronts, ready to join forces with the island nation’s black dragon team at any time.
"Brother Li, what about that beautiful lady?"
Brother David got up from the sofa and asked with a smile.
"She said she was a little tired, so she won't go tonight."
Li Nanfang found a reason casually, and changed the subject: "Are you ready to go?"
"Well, it's almost there."
Brother David glanced at the big gold watch shining on his wrist, and reached out to take Graf's arm: "Hope, you can find something tonight."
"Yes. I especially want to meet Ham, the real trafficker."
While talking, Li Nanfang got into David's black Rolls Royce.
The car slowly drove out of the castle gate, and when it drove down the mountain, David's cell phone rang.
Picking up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and shook his head at Li Nanfang who was just about to evade, then David connected: "What is it? What, what? You say it again!"
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