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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

With that, Wang Bing continued to bury himself in his work. Chen Fan waited to see what he could do with a roll of string.

"All right!" Five minutes later, Wang Bing clapped his hand and jumped down from the flower bed. Could this also be called an alarm system?

Chen Fan really wanted to go up and kick him, but he just coiled the line at random in the fence for a few laps, then put the two main lines connected to the empty beer bottles, before putting the beer bottles on the window, where they would fall if gently touched.

"Can't you make something more high class?" Chen Fan pointed to the piece of mess and complained. "Could you at least put a vibrating bell on it?"

"Then, why don't I hang two bells on it?"

"It's best to hang you on it!" Chen Fan whispered, "When do you think they will come to steal it?"

"This…" Wang Bing thought for a while, and said his opinion, "Later in the evening, most likely because the security system is strong, as long as someone has some relevant knowledge, they could enter without attracting the attention of the security guard. In the daytime, you will not be able to attack with force unless you use other means."

"Then, would someone disguised as... "

Woof. Woof.. at this time Xiao Xue, who lay prone on the floor, suddenly barked twice, lazily, interrupting Chen Fan's voice.

"Are you Mr. Chen Fan?" When Chen Fan turned around, he saw a man in a red vest standing outside the white iron art gate, addressing him. The young man had the words "Shentong delivery" printed on his chest.

Stomp! Chen Fan's heart suddenly quickened, as he thought of: red vest, black sunglasses, 180 cm height, and a small beard on his chin...

"Yes, I am Mr. Chen!" Wang Bing walked up in silence and scanned his whole body like a scanner.

"Here's your parcel!" The bearded man grinned and clapped his hand on the half-meter-high square cardboard box. "From Guilin, Guangxi Zhuang nation, please sign."

"Guilin?" Wang Bing laughed and glanced casually at Chen Fan. Seeing his puzzled expression, he put his hands on his back and said, "I seem to have no acquaintance there."

"This... This is what it says on the package!" The mustached man took two steps forward. "Since you are Mr. Chen, then that's right. Please sign, so that I can go back and report," he said, handing over the package.

"Come in ...Come in..." Wang Bing very warmly greeted him, as he walked in the door. When the bearded man grinned and walked in, with a flash, Wang Bing's hands grabbed his arm and twisted it into a bow, then said, "Boy, you came in at the right time. Your method is behind the times, so please try something new!"

"Let go, you're crazy!" The bearded boy struggled, but grinned with pain, as he was being pulled on his ligaments.

"Say, who are you to Nakagawa Emi?" Chen Fan walked up to him, grabbed his package, ready to tear it apart, but then suddenly stopped to throw it out of the door.

Xiao Xue felt the host's hostility, and forced a deep roar from its canine throat. The roar was only relieved by Chen Fan's touch on its hands.

"Ah..Ah..., I don't know a Nakagawa Emi!" The bearded man's aching tears were coming down now, and he did not care about the sunglasses that fell to the ground.

"Acting? You continue acting!" Chen Fan blinked and stared at him, thinking … Impersonating a postman? Come on... He had no friends or relatives in Guilin, nor had he heard of anyone who wanted to send him a parcel by mail from Guilin.

"I'll give you five seconds to think about it, and don't give yourself a lifetime of regrets just because you deny it." Wang Bin increased his strength and said, "What did Nakagawa Emi send you to do?"

His tone was cold and harsh, and anyone who heard him could tell that he was not joking.

"Ah... " The pain in his arm and the stress in his mind caused the bearded man to feel depressed, as he shouted, "I'm a postman, so I don't know what are you talking about!"

"I'm not satisfied with your answer, so... " Wang Bing tried to give him a taste of pain, but he was interrupted by a crisp cell phone ring.

The source of the sound was Chen Fan, who looked around for a few rounds and then hesitated for two seconds before pulling out his phone.

"Shh!" Chen Fan saw the number and quickly made a silencing gesture to Wang Bing.

"Well, I've been busy these days, so sometimes I turn off my cell phone."

"Yeah!"

"Oh?"

"Guilin?"

Chen Fan eyes suddenly magnified six times and his voice became lamentable.

"Loose... Let him go. It was a mistake... Misunderstanding... " His eyelashes flickered and danced, and there was an indescribable awkwardness in them. "He is a postman, and the things were mailed from Guilin by my father."

The call came from his father, who first complained about why his cell phone had been disconnected for several days, then told him that he would be home in three more days. He also said that he went to the home of his old classmates in Guilin. They sent a lot of special products, such as Luo Han Guo and Lipu taro meat and other stuff for them. Since it was not convenient to bring it all back, he mailed it.

Pit-a-pat! Wang Bing, who was in a daze, let go of his hands and wanted to apologize. The postman, like he had seen a ghost, fled the scene with a whimper, forgetting about his responsibilities.

"Grow a watermelon and bear a pumpkin!" Wang Bing could not help complaining, and then went outside to pick up the box.

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At 7:30 p.m., Chen Fan and Wang Bing sat around the tea table in the Bolan community of Zhongyun city, staring at the hot pot boiling in front of them. Beside the tea table, lying on Chen Fan's feet, was Xiao Xue, sticking its tongue out and, occasionally drooling. Beef rolls, lamb rolls, various kinds of seafood, etc. filled the table.

"Here!" Chen Fan tore a piece of the mutton roll that had just been taken out from the plastic film, and put in front of Xiao Xue, letting this unfussy guy satisfy his canine craving.

To eat hot pot on a cold day was a good thing. When the soup boiled, Wang Bing immediately picked up the pieces of fresh meat and stuffed them inside, then, after waiting for ten seconds, he couldn't wait to put them in his mouth. Both of them sighed with pleasure when the hot meat was placed in their mouths.

After drinking and eating, Chen Fan slouched on the sofa. He was full. He also had to take care of the seriously injured python and his electric eel. After a few days of care from the electric eel, the python was able to move its body, and the ferocious wound began to form a layer of a deep red callus.

Two sharks were caught and given to it to eat. While the electric eel was going out to find food again, Wang Bing nudged him on the couch. "Boss, it's time, let's go and pick up Yunmeng."

"You go alone. I'll lay here for a moment, because I didn't sleep well last night," Chen Fan opened his eyes and said downheartedly. Putting all his attention on the electric eel, the body that had no movement for some time, would go into a state of half asleep, so when he came back, the physical machine, which had relaxed, would be again active. Then, the outsiders who see him, would see a person who was non-energetic, as he had technically just gotten up.

"Overindulging?" Wang Bing was amused by his appearance. "You can't stand being sleepy just after 9 o'clock," he said with a few sniggings, and before Chen Fan's fist hit him, he grabbed the key of the BMW on the coffee table and ran away.

Crumpling his mouth, Chen Fan continued to control the electric eel to find food.

Two large ugly fish were spared, and when he had finished killing three thresher sharks and sailed back with a full stomach, he was suddenly awakened by the breaking clear crisp sound of a wine bottle.

Whoosh! Chen Fan bounced up from the sofa, as if he had experienced an electric shock. He shook his head vigorously twice, to shake off the dizzy feeling of sitting for too long. The crisp crack from under the window told Chen Fan that the alarm system Wang Bing had set up was working.

"Who?" Chen Fan hid behind the wall and gave a loud shout, but after the gentle sound, all around him fell into silence suddenly, and no light or sound came.

Chen Fan did not say anything, but just picked up Xiao Xue and dashed forward to the balcony of the 3rd floor. In the beginning, Wang Bin told him that, if anyone wanted to get in the house, he would surely try to kill Xiao Xue, so he kept the dog in his bedroom for the time being.

Hiding in the platform of vision, glancing at the gate position, Chen Fan only felt numbness, like needles pricking his head. It was a chilling feeling, and in the white garden gate, unexpectedly, came three men in all black, holding something like a telescope. The other side also quickly found Chen Fan, and the man in the middle was slightly stunned, then he smiled at him.

"Damn!" Chen Fan retracted his head, then took out his cell phone to call Wang Bing, only to find that the signal that was always full, now showed the words "searching the Internet".

Could it be a cell phone signal blocker?

Chen Fan did not expect that he still had the opportunity to try the way to deal with high school students taking high school exams for the second time. The dealers for this kind of stuff could be found easily on the internet, and the handheld terminal was not even the size of an interphone, but could shield a signal range that reached 30 meters to 100 meters!

Of course, Chen Fan did not buy this kind of high-quality goods, but he had more advanced communication equipment than this. The power of the cell phone signal shield was too low, as it only covered the signal range of 860-960mhz.

Rushing to the second floor, Chen Fan took out the satellite phone from the bedroom, and just when he wanted to run to the third floor, the whole bedroom suddenly went dark. He dragged Xiao Xue to the third floor in the dark, and he finally knew what those people were holding: night-vision goggles...

The only difference between a gadget you could buy for thousands of RMB on Taobao was in quality. However, at the moment, the electricity was cut off and Chen Fan did not care about it.

Satellite phone signals came directly from a satellite, and were made to block signals from the the sky. Hence, they would have to set up in the distance some high power jammers at a 45 ° angle, in the face of an interference area, adopting the frequency sweep broadband pulse directional scanning and the implementation of lateral disturbance on the ground. They would then have to make a specific area of the l-band satellite receiving antenna, losing the ability to receive.

The costs of such an operation would obviously costly and complex, requiring many people to participate in a single commissioning. As such, only the military had such equipment.

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It was now 9:35 p.m. at the door of Yucai High School in Zhongyun city. Wang Bing smiled and stared at the white light in front of him, and at the three young men with bulging muscles. Their eyes were like those of a wild dog on an African prairie, overlooking a hare. It was obvious that they were not kind.