Chapter 307 Who Stole the Oil
Li Banfeng drove a horse-drawn carriage to Xiaoyaowu, carrying Song Zhigang, two martial artists and several skilled thugs.
Ling Miaoying's tape is really effective. When applied to the wound, it not only stops the bleeding, but also temporarily controls the injury. Although these people cannot move, they are still barely alive.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Li Banfeng drove the carriage to Xiaoyaowu. At this time, Xiaoyaowu was bustling with people coming and going.
Li Banfeng drove the carriage around to the warehouse in the backyard of Xiaoyaowu. While no one was paying attention, he asked the projector to call a helper to unload the carriage.
The projector learned from his previous lesson and did not dare to call the girls out. The girls he called out always took off their clothes before doing the work.
The film that Ling Miaoying had recorded before was still there. The projector played Ling Miaoying's image, helping Li Banfeng move a dozen people into the warehouse.
After unloading the car, Li Banfeng returned to his room, found the key under the bed, went back to the warehouse, recorded a video with the projector, and opened the door to enter the residence.
The record player shouted angrily, "Hey, madman, where have you been to have fun again? Do you still have me in your heart? Do you still have this family in your heart? Your heart, your heart... Thank you for your hard work, husband!"
Seeing that Li Banfeng brought back more than a dozen people, the lady's tone immediately softened.
"Sir, come and sit here.
My husband, have a cup of hot tea first.
The lady was silent for a moment. From what Li Banfeng had just said, it seemed that he knew something about this house.
Hong Ying didn't have a red tassel on her body originally. This red tassel was just hung on her body to cover her conscience and arms.
Li Banfeng asked again: "Did you see Lu Maoxian with your own eyes?"
Li Banfeng stared at Hong Ying for a moment and asked, "Why are you wearing pants?"
Li Banfeng asked: "Do you know this person named Big Face?"
Li Banfeng lit a candle and put it in front of Song Zhigang: "Uncle Song, I invited you to my home to talk, this is enough sincerity. Today you have to explain the matter to me clearly. Who asked you to come to Lanyang Village to cause trouble?"
The projector shuddered and quickly turned the lens.
Lu Maoxian did cause a lot of trouble for Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng had a close relationship with Monkey Qiu, and it was in Lu Maoxian's interest to cause trouble for Li Banfeng.
Seeing that Li Banfeng was still angry, his wife asked with concern: "Hey, husband, what happened these days?"
Is it really Lu Maoxian?
There is another reason here.
"The red tassel spear. Isn't it beautiful to have a red tassel on it?"
"It would be too boring if the red tassel was made entirely of red thread." Hong Ying could hardly continue making up stories.
With this sip of wine, Song Zhigang regained some vitality and was able to speak barely.
Li Banfeng sneered: "What if he is restless? If he hadn't caused trouble, would I have been wandering outside for so many days?"
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"Not a big face? Is this a name? I have never heard of it."
"Why is there a black line in your red tassel?"
"Why is there an extra red tassel on your body?"
"I haven't heard of it either." Hong Ying answered very straightforwardly, but with a hint of nervousness in her answer.
Li Banfeng looked at the two martial artists. They were the ones that Song Zhigang mentioned.
The one with a broken throat certainly can't speak, but the one with a broken spine can still make a sound.
Lanyang Village has no special value to Lu Maoxian. It would be more reasonable for him to cause trouble in Heishipo and disrupt the business of Li Banfeng and Ma Wu.
My dear, why are your clothes so dirty? I will wash them for you.
My husband, please don’t scratch my armpits. I’m really ticklish…”
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the house, so the record player asked curiously, "Why is the house so quiet today?"
Li Banfeng tore off the tape on his mouth, asked Jiuhulu to give him some wine, and asked, "Was it Lu Maoxian who asked you two to go find Song Zhigang?"
The wife came to Hong Ying's rescue: "Husband, don't pay attention to that bitch, the food is getting cold."
Li Banfeng first looked at Song Zhigang, and asked Jiuhulu to feed him a sip of wine.
"Thank you, husband, for your care!" The wife couldn't wait to eat, and the projector was quietly recording the images.
The information these people could get was limited, and Li Banfeng didn't want to waste any more words: "Madam, let's eat."
The record player used steam to protect Li Banfeng, fearing that Zhaizi would get angry with Li Banfeng.
"It wasn't the old master who gave the order himself. It was the butler Xu Yangbo who gave us the order."
Lu Maoxian’s butler?
Li Banfeng had little contact with this person. He only heard from Monkey Qiu that this person was deeply trusted by Lu Maoxian.
Song Zhigang panted and said, "Seventh Master, it was Old Master Lu who asked me to come here. Everything I said before is true."
What good will it do him?
If he was also instructed by someone, who was the one who instructed him?
Li Banfeng turned around and asked Hong Ying: "Have you heard about it?"
Song Zhigang said: "With what status does Old Master Lu have, how could he come to see me in person? It was these two who came to me and asked me to take back Lanyang Village!"
The lady shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"
If this was not Lu Maoxian's own intention, if the butler had other intentions, his purpose was obviously to intensify the conflict between Li Banfeng and Lu Maoxian.
"I'm a girl, shouldn't I wear pants?"
"Don't worry, ma'am. Let me ask them a few questions."
These black lines are the hair that Hong Ying has grown.
But the question is why bring trouble to Lanyang Village?
The woman hooked the projector with a needle, pulled out the previously recorded film, and cut it into pieces. The projector trembled with pain.
Fortunately, he recorded more than one segment and he recorded everything he saw and heard during those days.
"Each scene is only a little over two minutes long. If it weren't for the lack of film, we could have recorded more."
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