At this moment, in a luxurious private manor in Zhongdong, in a magnificent hall.
"Trash! Twelve people can't even kill a woman!" The man with a hook-shaped face, blue eyes, and a hooked nose sitting at the head of the table angrily slammed the table, shaking the wine cup and shouting angrily.
In the hall, several people half knelt on the ground and kept quiet out of fear. Cold sweat was flowing down their backs, and their breathing was suppressed to the extreme. They did not dare to speak at all.
"Tell me, what exactly is going on!" After a moment of silence, he asked coldly.
"Earl Leo, we were supposed to win, but... I didn't expect that there would be a sudden change..."
"There is a change! Another change! Don't tell me that they met the god of death and were sent to hell by the god of death!" Inner Meng's emotions once again became excited.
"No... it's even more terrifying than death." The people under the hall were silent for a moment before taking out that image and handing it over. The image was taken from the miniature video camera on the assassin's body and transmitted back.
At the end of this image was Ye Fan's strange smile.
Pa da!
When he saw this face, Count Damon's hand instantly trembled and separated. The video recorder fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
"Spread the word! Withdraw the order to kill this woman!" After he finished speaking, he kicked the table in front of him and the red wine spilled all over the ground.
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China, Hai Dong City.
Ye Fan Residence.
Carrying Sikong Qing all the way home, Ye Fan was really tired and sweating all over.
Looking at Sikong Qing lying on the bed, who had already stopped bleeding, Ye Fan was speechless, "Why are you two balls so big? Other than being tiring. Sigh... this butt is really true, you say..."
"You stinking scoundrel, shut up!" At this time, Sikong Qing scolded.
"Tch! Aren't you pretending to be asleep? Continue pretending."
"I, I, I... I was so angry that you fainted!"
"You can still be stubborn. It seems like you won't die for the time being." Ye Fan muttered. He sat down on the bed, reached out and rolled up his sleeves. He reached out his arm to touch the button on her chest.
"You, you, you, you, what are you trying to do? Don't think that you can act recklessly just because you saved me. I, Sikong Qing, am not a casual woman!" Sikong Qing was frightened and hurriedly covered her chest. However, the pain on her shoulder made her frown again, and she sucked in a cold breath.
"That's right, are you not human? Look at the strawberry on my face. It can even be said to be sold in weight. Who is it that is messing around?" Ye Fan said unhappily.
"You... you... ah, stinky rascal, you actually kissed me secretly!" Sikong Qing immediately sat up and covered her chest with both hands.
"What are you thinking about? I don't even treat you as a woman. Is there a need for you to hug me like this? Hurry up, it is up to me to tear or you take it off."
"Don't come over! If you dare to touch me, I will kill you!" Sikong Qing shrank back into the bed.
"F*ck! Sister Yun, why don't you help her apply the medicine? What is this woman thinking? Not only did she kiss me, she even wants my body. How outrageous! There is a great beauty like you by the side. Even if I have a beast, I will first pounce on you, Sister Yun."
Helpless, Ye Fan pushed the medicine and bandages on the table to Sister Yun.
Sister Yun, Charm Night Bar, Ye Fan's boss, was also the owner of this house.
"Scram! If you want to throw yourself at me, then you have to be willing!" Sister Yun's charming face flushed red as she fiercely glared at Ye Fan.
This bastard. It was one thing for him to tease her every day when there was no one around, but now he dared to say this in front of others. He was really becoming more and more daring.
But in the dark, Sister Yun felt that there was a touch of sweetness spreading in her heart. She had left this little bastard behind, gave him a free stall, and lived in her own house for free. Didn't she like this evil spirit on him?
"Sister, are you taking it off or am I tearing it up?" Sister Yun unconsciously learned what Ye Fan had said, but she quickly realized that something was wrong. She hurriedly added, "If you don't take off your coat, you won't be able to apply the medicine."
Only then did Sikong Qing realize that she had thought wrongly. With a red face, she said, "Thank you, Elder Sister Yun. Put this medicine down. I... I'll do it myself."
After saying this, she even looked at Ye Fan on the side with extreme vigilance.
"Fine, I'd better go out. In the future, you have to say that I saw something I shouldn't see and have reason to pester me."
"Ye Fan... you bastard!" Sikong Qing was furious. Who would pester him? Why was he so narcissistic?
"Hurry up and scram. If you don't go out in three seconds, this month's salary will be deducted." Sister Yun glared at him, "Hurry up and scram. If you don't go out in three seconds, this month's salary will be deducted."
"Bang!"
Ye Fan's figure flew out and slammed the door shut.
This scene stunned Sikong Qing.
Sister Yun naturally understood the meaning in her eyes. She smiled and said, "This guy is born with little nerves. If you want to treat him, you have to talk about salary with him."
Sikong Qing, ""
This money-grubber!
Ten minutes later.
Sikong Qing gratefully looked at Elder Sister Yun. "Elder Sister Yun, thank you for helping me bandage my wounds. If you need anything in the future, feel free to ask me. I will definitely..."
"Little Sister Qing, you are treating me like a stranger. Even if you want to thank me, you have to thank me!" These words suddenly came through the door, and it was naturally what Ye Fan said.
"Little Sister Qing? What the hell is this!" Sikong Qing felt as if she had lost all hope in life.
"Bang!" "Ye Fan, you dead head! If you dare to eavesdrop again, get lost!"
Ye Fan broke out in a cold sweat, but he still shamelessly shouted,
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