In the alleys on the east and west sides of Zeng Yifan's house, a black van was parked here, and all the men in the car were sitting in the car. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These people are the criminal police officers arranged by Liu Ziheng to spy on Zeng Yifan.

From the moment he intercepted the conversation between Zeng Yifan and Li Shaoyun, Liu Ziheng quickly arranged for control. By comparing the topographic map of the site, he placed a sentry post on the way to leave the residential building, and from the sentry posts on the east and west sides, Zeng Yifan's window and the passage of the residential building were clear at a glance.

If you want to slip away from under the noses of these experienced criminal policemen, unless Zeng Yifan can become a mouse. Of course, Zeng Yifan will not become a mouse, even if he can change, such a big mouse is eye-catching.

The criminal policemen stared at the round eyes for a long time, and they didn't see any movement, but when they were sleepy, they saw Zeng Yifan walking down from the stairs slowly, whistling in his mouth, and the tune was actually the "March of the Devil into the Village" in the old movie.

The noses of several criminal policemen are crooked, isn't this kid clearly provocative? Who did you sweep into the village in the middle of the night? They?

Several criminal policemen were half angry, but Zeng Yifan was happy, walked all the way to the van, raised his hand and said hello.

"Are the brethren busy?" Zeng Yifan smiled while handing a cigarette to the car, "Hard, hard, take a breath and refresh yourself." ”

When he said this, the criminal police were a little puzzled, I hadn't seen the monitoring object come to comfort the police, where is this singing?

After speaking, Zeng Yifan leaned on the window of one of the cars and said with a hippie smile: "I just woke up, I'm a little hungry, come down and make an application, can you let me go to have some supper?" ”

The criminal policemen glanced at each other, and there was no rule that the monitored object could not eat supper, and then nodded and signaled Zeng Yifan not to go far.

"This ...... You've been watching for most of the night, and you're probably hungry. Zeng Yifan continued to laugh, "Otherwise, I will invite you to have supper, first, to facilitate your work, and secondly, I can also eat slowly." ”

This is the truth, it is late autumn now, and it is indeed cold and hungry on duty at night, since you can monitor while eating, this Shunshui favor is also happy to do it, and Zeng Yifan can't play any tricks in front of so many people.

So, several criminal policemen followed Zeng Yifan into an all-night snack bar on the street, Zeng Yifan ordered a bunch of dishes in one go, and let him make a hot pot, and a group of people were not polite, picked up chopsticks and ate big.

In other words, these Liu Ziheng's subordinates, because they have only read Zeng Yifan's case files and have no other in-depth understanding, how could they have thought that such as this guy has just lost his job, and he is not a rich family, this table of supper is thousands of dollars, and he is so generous, is there a problem.

In short, a group of people is really happy to eat.

At the same time when they moved their chopsticks, two black shadows flashed out of Zeng Yifan's residential building and disappeared into darkness.

There is an east-west street in the south of the city, and you go east along the street, and there is a row of bright places almost at the end of the street. People in the city call it the "bar area", and as the name suggests, there are many lounges and bars.

Of course, there is also a special one, which is the innermost one on the street, which is neither a bar nor a lounge, but a pub.

This tavern has only recently opened, and from the façade to the interior, it is full of antique designs, and if anyone comes here after drinking high, they may think that they have traveled back in time.

The table is a table of eight immortals, the stool is a bench, the wine utensils are imitation blue and white porcelain, and even the wine is a local wine with an altar.

This is the appearance of a standard old tavern, and the old wooden board at the door is engraved with four large characters "Zhengping Tavern".

On weekdays, there are not many customers who come here, and when they come to this store, it is very new, and it never advertises, so few people know about it; Second, it is not welcome to open this kind of store in a non-tourist city.

Also, you have to go to a bar when you drink and pick up girls, and you have to go to a mass merchandising style when you get together, who will go to a tavern.

The owner of the tavern is a middle-aged man with a strong figure, because his surname is Dong, and the store he opened is antique, everyone calls him "Dong Shopkeeper", that is, Dong Zhengping.

Ever since he was drilled into his head by those ancients in the yin and yang array set up by the Li family, Dong Zhengping went crazy and stayed in a mental hospital for seven days.

Later, as Zeng Yifan controlled the Yin and Yang Demon, his symptoms were much better.

Because his skills were completely wasted, he could no longer stay at his mountain gate, so he went to Fancheng and opened such a tavern.

However, although he opened a tavern, Dong Zhengping never got involved in business, and always sat behind the tall counter alone, drinking in small sips, but no one saw him drunk.

In addition to drinking, he also dealt with customers, and often someone would walk behind the counter, mumble a few words, and then he would staggering to the backyard.

As for what they did in the backyard, no one knows.

Like Lin Yu, he just used this tavern as a pretext to tell fortunes for others, absorb energy from others, and help himself practice, which is his real purpose.

At this moment, Dong Zhengping was lying on the soft chair behind the counter with the aged bamboo leaves, and his mouth was squeaking.

I was working hard, and I smelled a fragrance in my nose, which was quite good. Dong Zhengping raised his eyes and saw that there was a young girl standing in front of him, who looked good, especially those big eyes, blinking and blinking, looking at him with a smile.

"Miss, is there something wrong?" Dong Zhengping got up slightly and narrowed his eyes.

Although Dong Zhengping is not as lustful as Lin Yu and Qiu Shaokun, this girl looks quite to his taste, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Something, big thing." A man wearing sunglasses and a mask suddenly appeared and stood right in front of the girl.

Seeing this, Dong Zhengping leaned back on the recliner with a little disappointment.

The man then took out a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills from his arms, shook it, and threw it to Dong Zhengping.

Dong Zhengping pinched the thickness, and his face was slightly better, so he beckoned to the two of them, turned around and opened a small door behind the counter.

Inside the door was a study, with several cabinets, stools, and chairs, and when the two of them just sat down and didn't start talking, Dong Zhengping's face suddenly changed.

"Would you like to hold my hand?" The man laughed suddenly, and reached out his hand.

"And mine." The girl also held out her right hand.

Beads of sweat broke out on Dong Zhengping's forehead. He wants to steal energy from others, and he needs to hold their hands. At the same time, they can also know some of the situation of the other party and predict the outcome of the thing they ask.

This is much lower than Lin Yue being able to feel the energy through the curtain and steal it.

It is true that even before he broke the gong, Dong Zhengping's ability was incomparable with Lin Yu.

But when he was just about to come into contact with this heavily armed man, he suddenly felt that the "amount" on this person's body was far higher than that of a normal person dozens of times, so that before he had even made contact, he had already clearly felt it.