beauty hunter

Chapter 40 I'm looking for 'Fang Yidao'

"Hey, I have to run when my injury recovers, or I'll die in the end."

Niu Xiaotian showed a resolute look in his eyes and said: "Brother, don't worry, I won't tell the truth even if I die. We lack everything, so we don't lack loyalty!"

Wen Yan smiled and asked, "Xiaotian, where does Fang Yidao live?"

Niu Xiaotian was startled: "You want to find him? No, depending on you and me, he is no match for him now!"

"Tell me," Wen Yan said with a cold expression, "Where does he live?"

Niu Xiaotian opened his mouth, shook his head after a while and said, "I can't let you go to die for me, you are powerful, but you can't stand up to many families. Even if you beat me to death today, I won't say anything!"

Wen Yan said lightly: "Just now I ruined his affairs, if I don't look for him, he will come to me."

Niu Xiaotian was dumbfounded immediately.

How is this going?

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Yan had just finished pressing a client and was about to take a break. Michelle dragged him back to the office and pointed to the TV on the wall: "What's going on?"

The Pingyuan afternoon news was playing on the TV, and a young and beautiful female reporter was interviewing on camera, and the target was his Wen Yan.

The headline below reads "Unsung heroes bravely ruled out gangsters, and the shooting case was solved in an instant."

This hat is so big!

"Say!" Michelle shouted.

"Well, 33d, it's pretty big." Wen Yan pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Smelly rascal, don't change the subject for me!" Mi Xue said angrily, "I said you went so fast, so you were the one who caused the commotion below?"

"This is my personal matter." Wen Yan remained calm, "There is no need to explain it to you."

"You!" Michelle was furious.

I don't know why, the other party made her feel uncomfortable by hiding it from her. She just wanted to ask what happened, but she couldn't suppress her anger.

Squeak.The door was pushed open, and Mi Ting walked in with a serious expression, looked at Wen Yan and Mi Xue, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, why are you here during working hours? Aren't you afraid that your boss will find you absent from work again?" Michelle took the opportunity to go back to the desk and sit down.

Mi Ting's "boss" is Lu Tianchuan, the chief of the police station, but she is obviously not afraid of the biggest boss, and said indifferently: "I will only stay for a minute. This, here." She handed the small bag in her hand to Wen Yan .

Wen Yan took it in surprise: "Huh? Weiming glasses are okay?"

"I will compensate you." Mi Ting said sullenly.

Wen Yan took out a beautifully packaged paper box from the bag, and said, "It's not cheap, is it? My previous one was only 30 yuan..."

"Money is not important, as long as you like it." Mi Ting was still sullen.

Wen Yan smiled, opened the cardboard box, and took out the glasses case. When he opened it, a pair of glasses that were almost exactly the same as the previous pair was impressive.

"How do you know which prescription to wear?" Wen Yan put on his glasses and adjusted them.

Well, it's more comfortable than the previous pair, obviously a high-end one.

"It's not just two pieces of glass, what degree do you need?" Seeing his satisfied expression, Mi Ting felt slightly less guilty.Before, she took his broken mirror to the glasses for inspection, only to find out that it was not myopia glasses at all, and there were only two mirror glasses without prescription in the frame.

"What? Are you nearsighted? Then what kind of glasses do you wear?" Michelle frowned.

"Handsome." Wen Yan smiled, "Thank you, I'll take it."

Mi Ting hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she still asked, "Your nose..."

"Huh? It's okay, didn't you see that I threw away all the cloth strips?" Wen Yan raised his head and turned his nostrils towards her, "If you don't believe me, look, it's good!"

"Disgusting!" Mi Ting said with a blushing face, turned around and left the office almost at a trot.

Wen Yan glanced at Mi Xue: "It's okay, I'm leaving."

"Get out!" Michelle was not polite at all, but her soft and soft voice made this voice only attractive, not angry.

Wen Yan smiled.

I have to say, she's just as adorable when she's happy, calm, or angry.If there is no "defect" born that day, it is guaranteed to be the goddess in any man's dream.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, after get off work, Wen Yan made some preparations, took a taxi directly after leaving Shangzhuxuan, and headed for the North Ring Road of the new urban area.

Niu Xiaotian finally said that Fang Yidao often stayed at Yangliu Street on the North First Ring Road.The block group formed around this street is the largest red light district in Pingyuan City, and Fang Yidao is the biggest behind-the-scenes boss here.

If he hadn't seen Wen Yan's majesty that night, Niu Xiaotian was absolutely sure that he would be dead if he went to Yangliu Street. Now, there is still a glimmer of hope.

The taxi driver was a middle-aged man in his thirties. When he heard that he was going to Yangliu Street, he was stunned: "I said brother, are you looking for fun? Sincerely give you a suggestion, don't go to Yangliu Street, that land is not you Such a civilized person went. Do you want to have fun? How about my brother introduce you to two places? You'll be fine."

"Huh? Why can't you go?" Wen Yan asked back.

"Hey, less questions are more blessings." The driver's face changed slightly.

Wen Yan smiled: "It's okay, I'll go find someone."

"Looking for someone? That place is a mess, who are you looking for?" the driver asked curiously.

"Fang Yidao." Wen Yan said lightly.

The driver couldn't help trembling and stopped talking.

How could a person like him who had been begging for life on the street all year round not know who Fang Yidao was?If this kid dared to look for him, nine out of ten he was on the right track!

The car stopped at the intersection of Yangliu Street. When getting off the car, Wen Yan asked for the fare, but the driver refused to accept it, and said with a smile, "Brother, it is my honor that you are willing to ride in my car. This trip will be treated as a brother's gift." The" and so on.

Wen Yan has no reason to refuse this kind of cheap offer, just thank you.

As soon as he got out of the car, the sound of loud music and people poured in, and all kinds of neon lights and large-scale posters came into his eyes, which lifted Wen Yan's spirit.

Several groups of men and men on the street### gathered together to gossip, and there was nothing good about their clothes, most of them were Shamat-style, and they frequently looked at him, a "stranger".

Niu Xiaotian also knew that Fang Yidao was often on this street, but he didn't know the exact location.But Wen Yan had been prepared for a long time. He spotted a group of seven or eight men and women by the wall five or six meters away, and walked over with a smile.

Among them was one sitting high on an aggressive motorcycle, with a big earring on his left ear, and a sleeveless leather vest that was wide open, revealing his skinny chest and abdomen, and his colorful hair was as high as a cocktail Upturned, with a sinister face, an unlit cigarette still in his mouth, staring at the approaching Wen Yan without blinking.

"Sorry, I want to find someone, can anyone show me the way?" Wen Yan stopped two steps away from the crowd and asked with a smile.With his gentle and delicate face and black-rimmed glasses on his nose, he looked like a harmless boy next door.

"What? Looking for someone?" A skinny boy laughed, "Is this little boy gone away obediently? Second son, take him to the police station and help you find his parents."

"Get out, go by yourself!" A burly man next to him said angrily. He had a broom shaved head and was wearing a tight vest. He seemed to be the most "normal" of the group.

"Excuse me, I'm not looking for my parents." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, without any intention of getting angry.

"Is this kid stupid?" Seeing that he took his teasing seriously, the thin man laughed unscrupulously.

Everyone around laughed except for the silent young man sitting on the motorcycle.

"I'm looking for it," Wen Yan said calmly, "Fang Yidao."

The laughter stopped.

The thin man looked at him twice in disbelief, then turned back to his companion: "Did I hear correctly?"

"Looking for Brother Dao? Just rely on you? Are you qualified?" The strong man frowned.

Wen Yan still had the same unhurried tone: "Tell him, I killed Liu Mang."

There was silence again.

The man on the motorcycle suddenly jumped off, grabbed a baseball bat from the motorcycle with his right hand, walked up to Wen Yan, and swung the stick hard without saying a word!

call!

Wen Yan sneered slightly, raised his left hand, grabbed the stick easily, dragged it towards his arms, and kicked it out with his right foot.

The other party is not polite, and there is no need for him to be polite.

The man reacted quickly, and instantly let go of his arms to protect his belly. With a sound of "Peng", he staggered back four or five steps, directly knocking the motorcycle to the ground, but he also used his strength to stabilize himself.

"I'm stupid, dare to touch Brother Ninth!" The thin man let out a tiger roar, and rushed towards Wen Yan.Not only him, several people around him also moved at the same time and surrounded him.

"Stop!" The earring man stopped drinking, and everyone stopped immediately.

"With some skills, no wonder he dared to say that he killed A Mang." The earring man stared at Wen Yan, "If you want to see Brother Dao, go in if you have the guts, No. 211!"

Wen Yan smiled slightly: "Thank you." Turning around, he walked towards Yangliu Street without looking at anyone else.

"Ninth brother, why did you let this kid in?" The thin man said angrily, "We can take care of him!"

"Hmph, your eyesight is eaten by dogs? You dare to come here and still be so calm, how about you?" The earring man said coldly, "Besides, if you come to plead guilty to killing Liu Mang, then this kid must have something to do with Niu Xiaotian. I want to see if he can see Brother Dao!"

Walking along Yangliu Street, Wen Yan immediately noticed at least twenty or thirty eyes looking at him.Not only the bastards in twos and threes around, but even the well-dressed "fun people" passing by also looked at him frequently.

It's no wonder that everyone thought it strange that he suddenly appeared with such a serious appearance under the feasting and feasting.

No. 211 is a hot pot restaurant, and it is full of customers at this time, and no one looks like a good person at first glance.

As soon as Wen Yan arrived at the store door, a simple-looking boy ran over: "Brother, do you want to eat hot pot? How many people? Red background and white background?"

"I'll find Fang Yidao." Wen Yan said politely.

The boy was taken aback.

At this moment, a violent body collision suddenly sounded behind Wen Yan, and he turned his head abruptly, his pupils shrinking instantly.

Less than three steps away from him, a person lay quietly on the ground without any movement, but under him, blood was rapidly spreading around.

Wen Yan looked up and looked upstairs.

On the balcony on the fourth floor, a man with a broad brow and a flat head was also looking down, meeting his eyes.

"Brother Dao!" Someone shouted on the street.

"The corpse was carried away, the ears were cut off and hung on the door of his underground casino for three days!"

The sword-browed man is naturally Fang Yidao, his eyes are still fixed on Wen Yan, and at the same time he drank heavily, "The news spreads, and those who mess up on my territory will be dealt with accordingly in the future!"