C1908 Burglary
C1908 Burglary
It was at that particular sound that he quickly twisted his body.
Everything happened in a split-second.
He had successfully dodged the bullet and avoided having the back of his head pierced.
However, Brother Biao, who was walking towards him, said goodbye to the entire world.
Countless people died on a daily basis. Lee Nanfang had seen people die in his own hands, and so did countless others.
However, no one had ever died like Brother Biao, which made Lee Nanfang extremely angry.
The head bodyguard from Jindi Club had a surprised smile on his face, but completely stopped breathing.
For the first time, Lee Nanfang knew how much guilt he would feel if he were to harm an innocent person to death for him.
He quickly turned around and saw a terrified expression on one of the men's face.
The assassin would never have thought that the shot that he was determined to get would be dodged just like that.
However, the killer's reaction speed was still very fast.
Almost at the same instant Lee Nanfang turned around, he pulled the trigger again.
The bullets were like a series of beads that shot out angrily, but facing Lee Nanfang's weird figure and ghost-like speed, those bullets were useless.
In the blink of an eye.
Lee Nanfang was only two meters away from the assassin.
As long as he kicked the gun away, Lee Nanfang would have countless ways to force the killer to tell him who sent him.
But he never would have thought that the assassin was a Death Killing with such high mental fortitude.
Almost at the same moment Lee Nanfang started to move, he suddenly turned the gun and pointed it at his chin.
A "peng" sound was heard.
The last bullet in the gun had pierced through the assassin's head and the assassin fell to the ground.
The man was dead.
It was even more thorough than Brother Biao's death.
In fact, dead people are sometimes more useful than living people.
If the killer did not kill himself so quickly, Lee Nanfang's brain would not have moved so quickly, nor would he try to recall who had such irreconcilable enmity with him that they would send this Death Killing that did not even care about his life.
Lee Nanfang thought of the guy that passed him at the elevator.
Naturally, he would deeply remember that bitter and vicious face belonged to Yue Qingke.
Lee Nanfang had offended a lot of people, but not many of them actually dared or even wanted to kill him.
Yue Qingke must be number one.
What a coincidence.
Yue Qingke had come to Qingshan to rescue Helan Qunxing who was detained by the Longteng Force three days ago.
This Young Master Qunhsing had already become a pitiful person who was neither in love nor close to his uncle. His only use was to serve as Yue Qingke's lackey when he was searching for the Yin Dragonpulse.
Even the entire Helan Family did not care about Helan Qunxing's life or death, Yue Qingke could not help but care.
Therefore, Young Master Yue had personally come to Qingshan and used his connections to bring Helan Qunxing out.
And now, Jindi Club was giving him a welcoming party.
Who would have thought that when Young Master Qunhsing vented his frustration at the two princesses in the room, Yue Qingke felt extremely bored and left alone. He actually met Lee Nanfang in the elevator.
Even though he had a hunch that the chances of killing Lee Nanfang here were very slim.
However, Yue Qingke still brought a glimmer of hope and sent out one of his Death Killing.
In the end, he failed.
However, Yue Qingke didn't care.
He did not even stay at the Jindi Club, waiting for the results.
Yue Qingke's trip was arranged extremely closely.
From Beijing to Qingshan, and then from Qingshan to Dali overnight.
Upon arriving at Dali, he looked at his father who was about to die, and then put all of his heart into finding the Dragonpulse.
Sending assassins to kill Lee Nanfang was just a whim.
Getting Helan Qunxing out of the military was just a small matter.
His main purpose for coming to Qingshan was to find something very important in Villa 38, which was in the Garden Villa Area.
Xuanyuan Dang.
Ever since that day, after he read the secret information taken from Yue Zitong's desk, Yue Qingke had developed a strong interest for the Xuanyuan Dang.
He couldn't wait to get his hands on it and do something he didn't even dare to dream of doing.
Yue Qingke was not sure if Yue Zitong had left her Xuanyuan Dang in this villa.
However, there was a one in a million chance of that happening, so he had to give it a try.
The guards around the villa were more concentrated.
Patriarch Yue ordered Kang Weiya to find someone to keep a close eye on the villa as she was afraid that Lee Nanfang would come here to find the Xuanyuan Dang.
Just how important was that piece of jade?
Jack and Yue Zitong didn't know, and Aunt Yue didn't dare to bring the old house back, so she could only leave it here.
From her point of view, in this world, only she and Lee Nanfang knew the secret of the Xuanyuan Dang, as well as its location.
As long as they could stop Lee Nanfang, the Xuanyuan Dang would be safe.
But Convia did not know the stakes.
Yue Zitong ordered Kang Weiya to get someone to guard the villa, while the CEO of foreign girl acted like he was disobeying orders, sending a few more Kaihuang Group guards to patrol the area.
In the eyes of the bodyguards under Yue Qingke, the small security guards were nothing.
Without much effort, he had the guards lie down in the flower bush and fall asleep.
Then, there was the scene of Yue Qingke sneaking into the mansion and standing in the hall while looking around.
To be honest, climbing over the tall courtyard wall and sneaking into the room, for Young Master Yue, who had been living like a prince for the past twenty odd years, this was definitely a life of physical labor.
If it was before he, the young master Yue, wanted something, wouldn't it just be a matter of reaching out his hand?
He didn't need to be like this, robbing into a room like a thief, and he also needed to be looked down upon by his underlings.
Just now, four or five people dragged Yue Qingke in just to climb up the wall.
It was a funny scene.
Yue Qingke himself was helpless.
His goal in life was to hold his beloved woman and watch his two sons grow up.
She allowed Loong Chengcheng to do whatever she wanted in the Yue Clan.
He had never thought that he would become like this one day.
A person's IQ, personality, life goal, even their appearance could be changed. The only thing that was hard to change was their skill.
If Yue Qingke was given another twenty years, he wouldn't be able to become like Lee Nanfang, casually twisting his body and dodging the bullet.
It was hard for him to imagine how Lee Nanfang would resist when he personally came to his head and took care of all the bodyguards around him, then break his neck.
The feeling of not being able to grasp fate in one's own hands would always make one's heart restless.
However, it was still okay.
He couldn't change his fate, but he had the ability to control the fates of others.
For example, controlling the devil Yang Xiao.
Xuanyuan Dang must be the key to controlling that demon. As long as he found that piece of jade, Yang Xiao would be at his mercy.
With this trump card, no matter how weak one was, it was still a small matter.
In the end, the world had changed.
Any fight would be a battle of wits. Killing was only something a boorish man would do.
Otherwise, why would the bodyguards listen obediently to his commands, since they were all the most outstanding people in the group.
Thinking of this, Yue Qingke's mood improved a lot.
He walked into Patriarch Yue's room with steady steps, as if he was a supervisor, scolding his subordinates for doing good work.
Yue Qingke was never a righteous man.
As long as he recalled the time when he brought people to kill Loong Chengcheng …
He had specifically requested that his men bury Loong Chengcheng alive and dig out her body for a good time.
It was sufficient to show how vicious this person was.
At the same time, he had the common ailment of a hedonistic young master. Facing a beautiful woman, he would always have the impulse to pull her onto his bed and communicate with her.
Yue Zitong was undoubtedly a woman who could make a man impulsive.
However, he didn't have any dirty thoughts because he had a relationship with Cousin Yue Qingke.
However, at this moment, he walked into Patriarch Yue's villa alone and saw a picture of Lee Nanfang and Yue Zitong nestling intimately on the bedside table.
Yue Qingke might think a bit more.
For example, when it was late at night and everyone was quiet, would that bitch Yue Zitong also be like an ordinary woman, softly singing under Lee Nanfang's body.
Had there been something filthy left on the bed beside him?
An evil smile appeared on Yue Qingke's face. He reached out his hand to pick up the photo frame on the bedside table and smashed it onto the ground. The dog and dog duo crushed the photo ruthlessly with their shoes, enjoying an indescribable feeling of comfort.
"Sooner or later, the one I'm standing on is no longer a picture, but a real person. "Lee Nanfang, Yue Zitong, I will watch how you two die. I will see if you two will still laugh so disgustingly like in this photo when you die."
Yue Qingke said in his heart.
Actually, he had misunderstood.
That photo had nothing to do with Lee Nanfang.
That was when Yue Zitong had used the photo of her and Holan Fusu to trick Yang Tiantian, she had used it on Lee Nanfang's head.
Forget it.
It was just a picture, so there wasn't much to say about it.
Yue Qingke was very bored after he had kicked a few times. He turned around and looked around.
He came here tonight to find the Xuanyuan Dang.
But the scene had to be faked as a burglary.
Yue Qingke wasn't completely confident, he didn't want to get into a direct confrontation with them before dealing with this adulterous couple.
Below, a group of subordinates were rummaging through boxes and boxes.
The bedroom upstairs was not an exception.
Especially Yue Zitong's boudoir, Yue Qingke personally destroyed it, which helped vent his anger even more.
Yue Zitong, on the other hand, was very similar to an ordinary woman. She had all kinds of expensive jewelry, which she kept in the drawer of the dressing table in her bedroom.
Yue Qingke enjoyed the process of robbing and entering the room. He waited until the entire room, but there were no valuable items left behind.
He smiled and looked at the mirror on the dresser.
It was hard to say if his current mental state had become distorted.
He even wondered if he could install a camera on the mirror.
However, when Yue Zitong returned, she would be furious to find that the entire house had been ruined. If she could record that scene, she would watch it every night.
Yue Qingke was sure that he would sleep soundly.
No, it wasn't just Yue Zitong who was furious.
Wouldn't it be better if all the states of Yue Zitong's private life could be filmed and posted online?
With Patriarch Yue's beauty and beauty, just thinking about it made everyone excited.
However, the position of the mirror was not too good.
The best thing would be --
Yue Qingke reached out his hand to press on the frame, wanting to move it a little.
It was this very model that made him realize that there was a very unreasonable gap between the dressing mirror and the wall.