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Chapter 1968: True and False Fan Lihua

"If you want to do it, you must be on Aunt Fan's way out of the yard."

Lin Qiang nodded: "In fact, this opportunity is not easy to grasp. Unless Aunt Fan has to go somewhere at a fixed time every day, they will have the opportunity to start."

"I go to the vegetable market at a fixed time every day, which is the only thing I have regular things."

Fan Lihua said: "Every day, I set out from home at about nine o'clock in the morning, and took about half an hour to go to the vegetable market. I came back at about half a day. This time was never broken."

“The route to the vegetable market is also fixed.”

Lin Qiang asked.

Fan Lihua nodded.

"You have to pass a remote street?"

Lin Qiang asked.

Fan Lihua nodded.

"You have planned it long ago. Do you know that this scene may happen today?"

Lin Qiang asked.

"That's not~" Fan Lihua wiped her cold sweat: "Although we are Qianjimen, we have not yet calculated so deeply~"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             �

Kong Lao Nian reported: "A group of people hid near the door of Qianji Gate and were following them from beginning to end.

Another group of people hid near the remote street, and the last group of people hid near the vegetable market.

They adopt the relay tracking model, with the purpose of counter-tracking.

However, when they encounter stalking experts like us, they are still a little too short of watching.”

"Once the target is confirmed, they will act as soon as possible."

Lin Qiang smiled and nodded: "I will go shopping for vegetables tomorrow morning on behalf of Aunt Fan and see how they will deal with me!"

"Young Master, what are you going to do?"

Qiao Wumei asked, "Are you going to be captured by them?"

Once they capture you, how you escape back becomes a problem.

But if you are destroyed by them, you can't sing this drama..."                                                                                                                      �

Lin Qiang thought to himself, "I will capture a prisoner and ask him what they want to do when dealing with Qianjimen.

Once we understand the other party’s background, we can design our next move.”

Everyone nodded together, feeling that there is no problem with this design.

"When fighting them, pay attention to the way of fighting."

Qiao Wumei reminded: "If Aunt Fan suddenly becomes a giant with infinite power, the other party will definitely doubt it~"                                                                                                                 �

Lin Qiang looked at Zhu Hongying: "Hongying, what are the attacks or protection methods for your Qianjimen?"

"There are some small tricks."

Chu Hongying took out a heavy small bag, poured a mess of gadgets on the table, and then picked up a few tiny projectiles: "This is a smoke bomb, which can create smoke and escape."

She picked up a lighter-like gadget: "There are powerful fire particles hidden in it, which can attack the enemy within one meter and form a high-temperature fireball of one foot in diameter. The fireball exists for about fifteen seconds..." Everyone, Mu Dai, looked at Zhu Hongying, introducing their Qianji Gate's self-defense weapon, and felt a sense of shock.

"Oh my god, it's worthy of being Qianjimen~" Tian Sisi subconsciously took a step back: "I didn't expect you to carry such a terrible thing~"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Zhu Hongying explained: "But our Qianjimen is not good at martial arts, so we can only work on these little tricks~"                                                                                                               �

Lin Qiang said happily: "With these good babies, even a child can deal with Wei Changfeng's people!"

He picked a few of them from the pile of things and put them into his pocket: "Okay, that's what it means to decide.

I will go to replace Aunt Fan at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning and go out to buy vegetables for her.

Fortunately, I was prescient today and had already asked for a day off~”                                                                                                                      �

There was nothing to say all night. At 8 o'clock the next morning, when a human figure exactly like Fan Lihua walked out of the space channel, Fan Lihua looked at the other person blankly and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"It's me~" Lin Qiang, who disguised himself as Fan Lihua, even his voice was exactly the same as Fan Lihua.

He quickly fought with Fan Lihua. Zhu Hongying, Qiao Wumei and others had already walked out of the space channel and stood in front of the two Fan Lihuas.

"Guess who we are real."

A Fan Lihua said.

"It's definitely not you."
Chapter completed!
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