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Lian Mei accepted the American's apology-the key is the dollar bills.

Just this, she never stopped her verbal attacks on them.

The matter was handled perfectly in the end, and Li Nanfang didn't need to stay here anymore, lest he would delay his own affairs by helping others, and that would violate his principle of "helping others, but not hurting yourself".

With the enthusiasm of the Burmese police officers, Li Nanfang walked out of the police station, looked at the station sign, and cursed.

The bus that was going to take him to Yangon was gone.

When he was at the police station, he only worked with the police, but he didn't expect that the bus developed on time would not wait for him.

The through train from Gray Valley to Yangon is like this one a day. Although the seat is hard and can separate the buttocks in half, it is better than the motorcycle.

There are also a lot of private cars, which are basically high-end goods, but it seems that no one pays attention to Li Nanfang's wave of hands. It seems that the legend that foreigners are very helpful is just a legend.

On the side of the road next to the police station, there were also seven or eight BMWs and Mercedes Benzes parked. If Li Nanfang wanted to drive off one without knowing it, it would be nothing.

But he really didn't want to cause trouble. If it caused the Burmese police to chase and kill him, he wouldn't want to return home quietly as arranged by Jing Hongming.

"What's the matter, what is this?"

Li Nanfang was a little annoyed. He looked around, wondering if he could not do it, so he had to sit down and go to Yangon.

Just about to beckon to the distant Mo, I inadvertently discovered that someone was looking at him in the woods on the roadside not far away.

Well, the desire to sit and ride also fell through.

Now if he is traveling by car, on this road more than a hundred kilometers away, he will not want to be safe. Maybe he will be stalked and searched for him by the detectives who will recognize him just a few days ago. The newly appointed boss of the Golden Triangle Southern District.

Although there is the amulet of Jing Hongming, even if he is arrested by the Interpol who came after hearing the news, he will be released soon, but he shouldn't return home quietly.

"Grass, I really can't be a good person easily."

After realizing that he had to keep his breath at present, Li Nanfang cursed in a low voice unwillingly, walked to the stop sign, pretended to look up at the departure timetable above, and swept away light from the corner of his eye towards the forest.

He knew very well that the people over there were watching him.

Weier Mingming found the important document from Lian Mei’s small bag, but after Li Nanfang appeared, it turned into a broken newspaper after seeing it—the famous FBI is not a fool. After confirming that there was no problem with his eyes, he quickly fixed the doubt on Li Nanfang.

Li Nanfang was the only person outside of Lian Mei who had physical contact with Jack, and then important documents turned into broken newspapers.

It's just that they weren't sure, nor would they believe that Li Nanfang could use newspapers to transfer the documents under the eyes of all the people, but they still sent someone to follow him on the plane and watch him secretly.

Li Nanfang's behavior was normal. This can be seen from the disappearance of the Americans who watched him.

As for how the document turned into a broken newspaper, it still requires wise FBI agents to find the answer.

If they are willing to give out half a million dollars in rewards, Li Nanfang will solve their doubts.

According to Li Nanfang's valuation of the thing, it is worth the money.

It's a pity that Ver and the others didn't come to Mr. Li with half a million dollars, so the document was still obediently put under the belt of his shirt.

"It's really worthless to delay going home for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Your sister, when did Lao Tzu treat money like dung so that half a million dollars can't be seen?"

Li Nanfang scolded himself secretly, but when he was pretending to be a little bit coerced, the click sound made by a stiletto heel came from behind.

When he looked back, he saw Lian Mei, proudly holding his chest, and twisting the waist of Xiaoman and walking over.

Seeing this woman who was really familiar, but couldn't remember where she had met, Li Nanfang smiled and greeted him actively: "Hey, everything is done?"

Lian Mei still wore that black dress, but her mental outlook was totally different from just now.

When the two agents picked up her hair and tidied her hair, she lost her shoes as well. She was embarrassed as much as she was. Even the man who was the best at discovering beauty could not see her charm at that moment.

But now she just combed her hair neatly and made up her makeup a little, and her whole body exuded the unique mature charm of a woman of her age, especially after throwing away the torn stockings, her legs glowed with a healthy crystal luster , Gives a very strong hint.

When Lian Mei came, her waist swinging posture was very elegant, which was a little bit suspicion.

"Well, it's done. Originally, my old lady, I haven't seen any confidential documents. Those dead foreigners wronged me."

With a reserved smile on Lian Mei's face, her chin was raised high, as if she had forgotten the embarrassment of being plucked by her hair just now, and even forgotten that Li Nanfang helped her. He looked at him with condescending eyes and stretched out. Shot with a smile: "Handsome guy, get to know, my last name is Lian, and my name is Lianmei."

"Li Nanfang."

Li Nanfang didn't have a lot of affection for such a shallow woman who had just been helped and immediately greeted herself with an arrogant posture. When she started gently and introduced herself lightly, he didn't bother to say Muzili and Beiyan Feinan This sentence.

"Oh, Li Nanfang, thank you so much just now."

Lian Mei swept around Li Nanfang quickly, then stepped back calmly.

After Li Nanfang came to the Golden Triangle, Helan Xiaoxin once sent someone to the mainland to purchase some clothes for him.

When he was in the poppy valley, he wore a navy blue tunic with a stand-up collar. The young man was suave, like the reincarnation of Chen Zhen in "Jing Wu Men", and he himself liked to wear that style of clothes.

However, the reason why he switched to Myanmar this time was to return home quietly. Li Nanfang wore it again and was ostentatious. He was asking for trouble. Of course, he had to keep a low profile and put on a seemingly ordinary casual outfit.

Please note that it seems ordinary, but it is not ordinary at all.

The clothes that the new sister bought to please her man, if the price is less than ten figures, she will not even take a look.

This casual wear is hand-cut and made without any labels. It looks similar to the stall goods at first glance. If you don’t look at the stitch work carefully, you can’t tell even a lady who knows the goods at a glance. It is very valuable.

So, if it weren't for Li Nanfang who had done her a great favor just now, Lian Mei would never take the initiative to pay attention to a young diaosi who was wearing a street stall. This would make her feel that her worth would drop.

Xue Mei's seemingly unintentional actions, of course, could not escape Li Nanfang's eyes, and once again confirmed that she was a vanity admiring, and she liked to pay attention to her status as a high-class person in front of the working public.

Such a person is not necessarily a bad person, but certainly not a good person.

Naturally, Li Nanfang was not interested in satisfying her superiority of "the expensive wife in front of the poor boy". He just helped her, but he just couldn't understand that she was bullied in a foreign country.

With a faint smile, Li Nanfang looked up at the stop sign again.

Li Nanfang's indifferent reaction made his subconscious mind wondering how to handle the next move to show his aristocratic coquettishness, a little surprised, but more unhappy.

Shallow women who love vanity are all like this. After a certain action of her does not attract the attention of the opposite sex, she will feel humiliated-although it sounds a little ridiculous, it is real.

Unhappy and unhappy, Lian Mei still knows very well that thanks to Li Nanfang's help just now, otherwise she will be taken away, and maybe she will be beaten into a trick by then.

Besides, she is currently in a foreign country, and her appointment partner has not yet come. Lian Mei is worried that she will be taken away by the FBI again. It is best to stay with Li Nanfang at the moment and be safe.

"Handsome guy, where are you from?"

Lian Mei took out a wet wipe from her small bag, moved her mouth to wipe the corners of her mouth gracefully, and asked.

"Jinmen."

Li Nanfang still raised his head, without seeing her answer.

Lian Mei's Jinmen accent with an obvious sense of superiority had a certain influence on Li Nanfang, and she casually said she was from Jinmen.

A fluent Jinmen accent.

"Oh, you are also from Jinmen?"

Lian Mei was very dissatisfied with Li Nanfang's indifference, but still pretended to be surprised: "It's a coincidence, I'm also from Jinmen, we turned out to be fellow villagers."

This superficial woman is chirping here, which makes Li Nanfang very annoyed. It can be seen in the face of her compatriots, but she can't ignore her: "Is it, it's such a coincidence."

"Not what?"

The closeness of meeting fellows from a foreign country caused Lian Mei to ignore the elegant and expensive madam demeanor she should maintain in front of Diosi. She blurted out a Jinmen dialect, and then came to her senses. She quickly coughed and raised her hands. I lowered the hair on the temples: "Um, what, thank you for helping me just now."

"You have already thanked you just now."

Li Nanfang smiled and said, "Just because you are a fellow villager, do you have to thank you twice?"

"Just now it was a verbal gratitude, this time, it will be something affordable."

Lian Mei lowered her head and opened her small satchel, took out two hundred dollar bills from it, seemingly reluctant, slapped her in her hand, and handed it over: "For you."

"For me?"

Li Nanfang glanced at the banknote, but did not accept it.

Just now at the police station, when two detectives expressed their apologies to compensate Lian Mei for $10,000, Li Nanfang was there.

It seems that these two hundred yuan should be one-fifth of the ten thousand yuan.

Li Nanfang smiled, this woman is really generous.

He helped Lian Mei, but he didn't plan to report it.

However, since Lian Mei took the initiative to thank him for this kind of copper-smelly thing-it was able to exchange the domestic currency of more than two hundred dollars, which is very suspected of blaspheming his heroic behavior of saving justice.

Lian Mei nodded, with a generous face: "Yes, it was for you. Of course I have to thank you for helping me so much. You are welcome. Take it."

Li Nanfang sighed inwardly, as if he had never seen money before, staring at the banknote in the woman's hand, and twitchingly said, "This, how embarrassing is this?"

"Oh, what's the embarrassment? If you let you hold it, you can hold it!"

Lian Mei reached out and grabbed Li Nanfang's right hand, and slapped the banknote in the palm of his hand vigorously, looking like money as dirt.

Li Nanfang has an advantage, that is, he never refuses the benefits that others forcefully offer.

Although two hundred dollars is too little, and it is full of disgusting generosity.

Of course, false polite words are still inevitable, after all, that is the demeanor that a man should have.

"That's right, everyone is fellow, there is no need to be too polite."

Li Nanfang's politeness made Lian Mei feel better for his senses, and she forgot about the things that made her very uncomfortable. She asked with interest: "Handsome guy, what do you do for work?"

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