Xicheng District, Chaoyang Road, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning at this time, the street was deserted and cool, the taxi driver left in a hurry after sending Fang Qi off the car, who knows what the passenger came out in the middle of the night to do, for the sake of his life or leave quickly.

Fang Qi walked alone on the street, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact he always wandered in the shadows, from the moment he left the villa, he entered a state of camouflage, not only to get rid of the gossip paparazzi all the time, but also to avoid the dense cameras on the street.

He didn't want to be known by a second person other than himself, because the more people who knew, the greater the risk he would take.

The process of camouflage is easy to say, but it is even more difficult to do, without super road control ability and far beyond ordinary people's insight, it is absolutely impossible to dodge all the cameras in the world. However, Fang Qi can avoid the camera while looking relaxed and taking a leisurely walk, this camouflage ability can be said to be quite superb.

No. 1 Mansion on Chaoyang Road Road, Xicheng District, one of Kyoto's top upscale affluent districts, represents the best architectural art and luxury in China and the world, and everything here, including the roadside greenery, will definitely refresh your understanding.

Even the security guards of No. 1 Mansion are not casual, they all need to be strictly screened and confirmed to have enough strength before they have the opportunity to become a security guard of No. 1 Mansion.

One of Han Zi'an's residences, in the North Garden of No. 1 Mansion, is the No. 9 single-family villa. Fang Qi turned into a ghost while thinking silently, it was obviously the first time he had done this kind of thing, but he didn't feel any nervousness, this was the absolute confidence brought by strong strength.

The villas in the No. 1 Mansion are expensive and scarce, and they are not taking the mass production route, after all, each villa is priceless and indescribably expensive. Each villa has its own merits, and all of them cover an area of more than 1,000 square meters, and in Kyoto, where every inch of land is at a premium, the thousands of square meters of land alone are a lot of talent.

Soon, Fang Qi bypassed all the security guards and came to Villa 9. He looked at the only light on the middle floor of the villa, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and secretly doubled the super blessing on himself, strengthened his camouflage ability, and disappeared in place like a transparent ghost.

In the process of walking, he secretly figured out the layout of the villa. Han Zi'an is very cautious, and there are secret whistles in the east, west, north and south directions of the villa, basically every 50 meters. These secret sentinels are all mercenaries hired by Han Zi'an from abroad at a great price, not only with strong camouflage ability, but also with ruthless fighting skills. This kind of defense can be described as extremely strict, coupled with cameras in all directions, it can be said that mosquitoes can't fly in.

However, who made Han Zian meet Fang Qi, a pervert, who has a super cheat, can't be measured by common sense.

Without making the slightest sound, Fang Qi's body seemed to have no gravity, wandering among the dark whistles and cameras as if he was in a no-man's land, and in a few seconds he climbed to the folding lot of the main building at the back of the villa, which happened to be the blind spot of all the vigilance, and it was the closest to the only bright light, and the night was deep, and it was extremely difficult to notice.

Fang Qi's facial features were extremely keen, and when he heard the movement coming from the villa, he raised his eyebrows, his heart was unmoved, and his eyes were cold.

With only his left hand, he can firmly fix his body to the wall, which is of course with the blessing of super doubling and internal force, and his right hand is to take out his mobile phone, adjust the light to the darkest, and there is no reflection at all from three meters away, and then put the mobile phone in the gap of the window, turn on the shooting function, and the scene in the room appears in the mobile phone.

10 minutes later, Fang Qi finished filming the video, and if this video was exposed, it would be enough for Han Zi'an to go around without eating.

After collecting evidence, Fang Qi left quietly, first went back to the villa, copied the video in his mobile phone to a USB flash drive, and then cropped out more than a dozen photos, and put them in a file bag with the diary and photos in the box.

How to get these 'good things' into the hands of professional people is naturally also a problem that needs to be considered, and these parties have already thought about it for a long time, and they just need to act according to the plan.

The night was dark, and a ghost slowly crept in the deserted streets.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Fang Qi finished his final preparations, and after returning to the villa, he did not choose to sleep, nor did he feel the slightest sleepiness, and his strong physical fitness gave him far more energy than ordinary people. He came to the open-air balcony on the top floor of the villa, meditated and recuperated, and took a rest.

At seven o'clock, Beijing University was still as usual, the coolness of the early morning was accompanied by the discussion of the students, laughter and laughter came from time to time, and the youthful and lively atmosphere of the college students made people feel happy.

And Fang Qi, as usual, came to the teaching building to start a new day's classes. Luo Le, as usual, took a seat for Fang Qi early.

"Hey, Fang Qi, here!" Luo Le greeted Fang Qi from a distance.

Fang Qi walked towards Luo Le, but felt an extremely sharp look next to him, and at first glance, it was Han Zi'an's gaze. He looked sideways slightly, Han Zi'an, this guy fought so hard last night and was so energetic, it was really rare.

Han Zi's anger in peace of mind was beyond words, as soon as he saw Fang Qi, he thought of the scene with Wang Tuli in the Xiangshu International Hotel, he had never felt so bad and desperate in his life! This is a shadow that he will never get rid of in his life, all of this is caused by Fang Qi!

If he wants to say that he has hatred and resentment against Fang Qi, that is, he can't wait to pick his skin and cramp, and he is drinking his blood! If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Fang Qi, he would have to beat Fang Qi violently regardless of preparing for class, no, the violent beating was not enough to dilute his anger, he should have to pick his skin and cramp, so that his life would be worse than death!

Fang Qi threw a 'friendly' smile at Han Zi'an, and in Han Zi'an's eyes, it was Chi Guoguo's provocation, and the anger in his heart was even more difficult to calm.

The melodious bell rang, the teacher of the history department walked in, and the first class officially began.

The morning class was spent calmly in the serious study of the students, and there were not many courses in the Department of History, and in the university, it was more by their own self-consciousness.

At the entrance of the elevator, the students of the history department were waiting for the arrival of the elevator, and Han Zi'an was standing alone in the corner, and everyone avoided him intentionally or unintentionally, obviously noticing that something was wrong with Han Zi'an today. Fang Qi glanced at Han Zi'an intentionally or unintentionally, but thinking about the events of last night, some expectations rose in his heart, and he didn't know what wonderful performance he would have to make in the preparations he had spent all night.

Fang Qi and Luo Le were the last to take the elevator downstairs, and they didn't bother to fight. It's just that after going downstairs, I found that the students of the history department were standing at the door, and the three of them gathered together in groups, bowing their heads and constantly discussing something, and the fire of gossip on their faces was burning.

"Han Zi'an was actually taken away, what the hell happened, I feel that there is a lot of information in the middle!"

"Who's to say it's not, it's a big deal, I feel like another wave of Internet hotspots is coming!"

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Fang Qi raised his eyebrows, his mood became extraordinarily cheerful, he glanced left and right, and saw that Han Zi'an's iconic Rolls-Royce was still there, but when the person was not there, he no longer had any doubts about the words of these classmates. It seems that the preparations I have made have finally taken effect.