Li Qingyuan got the news from Uncle Xiang, and he didn't want to stay for a moment, so he turned around and left.

It's just that he just came out, and the people outside who didn't know why, saw him unscathed, and immediately rushed towards him angrily, Li Qingyuan didn't have time to waste time here, a person who was beaten with a whip and leg vomited blood, spread his hands, grabbed one person's iron rod, and put down four or five people in three or two.

"Stop!" Uncle Xiang's majestic voice came from behind, "Let him go!"

A group of subordinates looked at each other, and finally slowly withdrew from a road, each of them helped up the wailing brother on the ground, looking at Li Qingyuan with some fear and hatred.

Li Qingyuan was not frightened, he dragged the iron rod in his hand, did not turn his head, did not say a word, and walked directly to the stairs. The iron rod with the thickness of the baby's arm made a screeching sound on the stairs, and the listeners panicked, and the atmosphere was very dull for a while.

"Uncle Xiang, just let him go?" asked a close person.

"If you don't let him go, can you beat him?" Uncle Xiang said lightly.

"We can't fight it, don't we have a gun, can he still withstand a bullet?" someone said hatefully.

"It's just that this kid didn't know where he came from, and he injured so many of our brothers, so he was just let go, wouldn't it be too cheap for him......?"

"Fame, hum!" Uncle Xiang interrupted everyone here, and snorted coldly, "Are you embarrassed to nominate the voice? How did you explain it? Let's keep a low profile and look at these bad things you have done! Do you know who this guy is?"

"I don't know, when did such a good player emerge in Jiangzhou?"

"He is Master Meng's disciple, Han Ming, you haven't forgotten, Han Ming's senior brother, haven't you forgotten?" As soon as Uncle Xiang's words fell, the room suddenly fell silent.

"Is he a disciple of Master Meng......? No wonder it's so good at fighting!" someone swallowed and muttered with a look of horror on his face.

"You shouldn't have forgotten what happened seven years ago," Uncle Xiang said lightly, "Look at this person's posture, he is not inferior to that person at all, do you think you want to keep him?"

"No, not only no, but we also have to make friends and make amends!"

"That's right, who is the person who handled Fang He's matter? push him out and make amends!"

"......" immediately broke out in the room.

If Li Qingyuan learned about this scene, I don't know how he would feel?

Uncle Xiang sighed, put the pistol he had been holding in his hand on the table, and the room was silent for a moment, "Not only to make amends to him, but also to give Han Ming an explanation, now that we are within Han Ming's jurisdiction, we must give him a face." ”

No one in the room spoke, looking at Uncle Xiang blankly.

Seeing this, Uncle Xiang smiled a little angrily, "Do you think this person came in just to ask for someone? Don't forget that Han Ming is his senior brother." ”

"Please Uncle Xiang for advice!"

"There's nothing to say, as before, Jiangzhou's business should be stopped, and the transfer should be transferred, you will also stop for a while, at least until this time next year, don't make any trouble. Uncle Xiang didn't wait for them to speak, and said: "Also, there are some more noisy guys in the gang, give them all to Han Ming, let them go in and squat for a few years, sharpen their temperament, and sell them well." ”

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Coming out of the Flying Club, Li Qingyuan's face softened, and his tense nerves began to relax. Still grasping the iron pipe in his right hand, he turned his head to look at the iron gate, and then buried his head in his head and ran towards the place where he had stopped, as fast as a gust of wind.

Jiangzhou No. 3 Pier, not far from the wharf of Lao Caitou, from here to the west of the city, at least forty minutes, if not blocked, may be faster. But his time was running out, it was already past eleven o'clock, if he couldn't reach it before twelve o'clock, Fang He would probably have run early.

Li Qingyuan ran with all his might, and after getting into the car, he immediately turned the front of the car, turned on the navigation, and stepped on the accelerator to go to Pier 3. Fortunately, although there were many drunk people in the middle of the night, the road was very smooth, and he was very fast, and before twelve o'clock, people had already arrived at Pier 3.

didn't get out of the car in a hurry, he slowly drove the car to the back of the warehouse, and then decomposed the iron rod that came along in an instant, a pile of iron filings fell to the ground, and Chen Feng had a small and sharp iron cone in his hand.

He used the ability to decompose to refine the iron rod, and this iron cone was not only harder, but also very sharp, and it was easy to make a deep hole in the tree, and the weight did not decrease but increased.

Pier 3 is not very large, and there are only four warehouses, so even at night, the place is brightly lit. Li Qingyuan pretended to be a staff member, put the iron cone in his long sleeves casually, and walked around the dock, looking for Fang He's figure.

Walking around the dock, Li Qingyuan didn't find anything, and in a hurry, he remembered Uncle Xiang's words, this Fang He wanted to go out to sea by the river.

So, he focused on the ships docked at the pier.

On the wharf, in addition to cargo ships, there are also fishing boats and speedboats, etc., because it is late at night, most of the ships are pitch black, only one cargo ship is unloading, and it is very lively to go in and out of the boat, Li Qingyuan immediately judged that Fang He may be inside.

He looked left and right, his body disappeared into the shadows, jumped onto the ship docked on the shore, and slowly approached the cargo ship. When he flipped onto the ship, he heard the voices of the ship.

"Hurry up, hurry up, let's leave on time at twelve o'clock, unload the goods early, let's rest early!" seemed to be a steward, and his voice was very loud.

Li Qingyuan instantly understood that these unloading workers should not be locals, but brought by the cargo ship. This is different from Lao Caitou's people, this kind of ship with its own unloaders is generally the kind of ship that transports private goods and has the ability to go to the sea.

Fang He must be on the boat! Li Qingyuan became more and more sure in his heart, especially in the entire river wharf, there seems to be only Pier No. 3 that can dock this kind of cargo ship, and it seems that there is only Pier No. 3 with this kind of draft.

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan moved towards the cabin quickly and secretly, and he wanted to find Fang He as soon as possible. Unfortunately, there are a lot of lights on the ship, and he can only hide behind the cargo, otherwise there is nothing to hide.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Captain, tell him to hurry up!"

Although he had only heard Fang He say a few words in the hospital, when this sentence came to his ears, Li Qingyuan instantly knew that it was Fang He who came. He moved secretly, revealing his eyes, just in time to see Fang He appear on the deck, scolding at the person in charge.

Good opportunity, if you rush forward now, you will definitely be able to kill the other party, but with so many people witnessing it, Li Qingyuan will definitely get into trouble. After thinking about it, Li Qingyuan decided to wait.

However, this Fang He seemed to have gotten some news, and after arguing with the person in charge with a red face and failing to reach an opinion, he got off the boat angrily. After a while, he got into a speedboat alone, as if he couldn't wait to escape.

It seems that Fang He already knows about going to the Flying Club! Li Qingyuan sneered in his heart, what if he knows? He can't escape now!

Li Qingyuan gently turned over and got off the ship, quietly hiding on another cargo ship, and an extra iron cone instantly appeared in his hand!

The "Buzz ......" engine had started, and Fang He was about to leave at a fast pace.

Li Qingyuan waited for him to sail out of the shore, and made a shot in an instant. But seeing the light blue light in his eyes, the iron cone in his hand was thrown out by him in the blink of an eye, and the sound of breaking the air was completely muffled by the sound of the motor, accurately penetrating Fang He's body and falling into the river.

His ability is to have complete control over objects that do not exceed his own weight within his field of vision. This iron cone weighs a few kilograms at most, and he can completely control it, and Fang He is in his field of vision, without looking too much, Li Qingyuan knows that he can hit with one hit.

"Boom!" the speedboat lost control, and when the inertial force of Fang He's corpse acted on the steering wheel, it drove to the right, and hit the river embankment, making a violent explosion.

Li Qingyuan's face was reflected by the fiery explosion, his eyes stared at the corpse burning in the fire, confirmed that Fang He was dead, and took advantage of the chaos on the dock to retreat quietly and silently.