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"Ah!" the blonde screamed, struggling.
Mamen stood up and lifted the girl's whole body high, her eyes resembling a beast that could eat people.
"Stupid woman, who allowed you to judge my boss so casually!?"
"I... I was wrong... Master Mammon, please forgive me... I don't know you respect him so much..." The blonde was really scared, she was almost out of breath.
But Mamen didn't mean to let go at all, with a cold face, and he was different from the stupid black fat man who had been lying on the bed before.
"Respect?" Mamen disdainfully said with a solemn expression: "You are wrong, he is my only faith!"
As soon as the voice fell, Mammon pressed his hand directly...
"Naika".
The blonde girl's neck was chopped off, and the corpse fell limply on the gorgeous Persian carpet, a vivid and gorgeous life disappearing in an instant.
Just like stepping on a carpet, Mamen stepped on the corpse, walked to a round table, picked up a match, struck two, and lighted himself a cigar.
Then, the burly fat black man just stood in front of the hotel’s floor-to-ceiling windows, spitting white smoke, looking at a flash of neon lights in the city, stunned, full of memories...
…
Huahai, the night is already deep.
The jungle arms dealer, led by Keita, quickly evacuated and took away a large amount of arms that would leave clues.
With Yu Hanlong's death, the Iron Lock Gang was basically in a state of half collapse, and within a few days, it would be eaten up by the Zizhu Forest.
The underground forces of Huahai have almost announced in advance that the era of tripartism is gone. In the next few years, no accidents will be the world of Zizhulin.
All the way back to his own territory, Ning Zimo was still a little dreamlike.
Especially looking at the man who was yawning and looked a little boring, she found it incredible.
Everything I experienced just now was just like dreaming.
"Ning'er, why are you looking at me like this, do you want to ask a lot of questions?" Ye Fan put his arm around the woman's fragrant shoulders and asked with a smile.
The two slowly walked back to the bedroom. Ning Zimo stopped talking a few more times, and finally shook his head: "I don't know where to ask, or don't ask."
"Why? If you want to know, I can tell you everything," Ye Fan said truthfully.
After all, Ning Zimo is different from Su Qingxue. She is already in the underground world. Even if she doesn't let her know something, she won't be safe.
"Forget it, before I become strong enough, I think it's better to know a little bit less, or else know too much, I feel that we are too far apart, and I might have more psychological pressure," Ning Zimo said quietly.
Ye Fan smiled, but she didn't expect the woman to think about this, so she didn't say much.
Although it was quiet in the middle of the night, such bloody things had happened, and Gao Yu's betrayal had happened, and Ning Zimo was in no mood to kiss me and Ye Fan.
Ye Fan knew that the woman was in a bad mood, and wanted to divert her attention, so he instructed Ning Zimo to water every day for a while.
Ning Zimo has not been able to find her sense of aura yet, and there are many difficulties in cultivation. Now that Ye Fan has such a strong strength, she naturally hopes to work hard to develop her internal strength, at least to enter the ranks of acquired martial artists.
The two sat cross-legged on Ning Zimo's bed. Ning Zimo tried to follow some of Ye Fan's opinions and tried to find a sense of breath for a while, but still couldn't make a breakthrough.
The woman opened her eyes, showing a sense of helplessness, and said: "A Yu Hanlong who got started the day after tomorrow made my flying knife completely useless. There is a big gap between internal strength and no internal strength."
Each realm of internal strength is usually divided into five levels: entry, small achievement, great achievement, great perfection and half-step breakthrough.
Generally speaking, these five levels will have obvious strength disparity.
At an age like Yu Hanlong, he has only trained until the day after tomorrow to get started. In fact, he has very average aptitude.
Of course, at least Yu Hanlong was able to find the sense of breath, and Ning Zimo had not even found the sense of breath at present, so he would naturally feel sorry for himself.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Ning'er, don't think that you can't find a sense of breath now, and you really have poor aptitude.
In fact, the sense of qi is nothing more than a key. Once you find it and enter the door of internal strength cultivation, the future will mainly depend on your understanding and opportunity.
So, if you have difficulty in cultivating now, it doesn't mean that you will make slow progress in the future, so you don't have to worry too much.
At least among the many people I have met, your aptitude is definitely not bad, and even moderate. "
After Ning Zimo listened, her eyes gleamed, and she suddenly leaped forward, threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, and hung it around his neck.
"I don't care, anyway, I'm bullied in the future, so I'll call you to save me if it's a big deal, and I'll rely on you..."
Ye Fan listened to the woman's coquettish voice, smelled the delicate fragrance of her body, a burst of contemplation, one hand naturally pulled from below to Ning Zimo's chest, feeling a mass of heaviness...
"Ning'er, you have a set here, right..."
"Not today", Ning Zimo raised his head and said a little shyly: "My aunt is here..."
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "You don't know how to choose the time, then you still don't hug me like this, I endure uncomfortable."
"No, I'm so flustered tonight, I want to sleep with you", Ning Zimo looked at the man narrowly, enjoying Ye Fan's aggrieved look.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, but couldn't push the woman away, so he had a stiff smile on his face and lay down holding the woman.
During this night, Ye Fan basically didn't sleep, holding a charming woman, but couldn't really do anything. On the contrary, Ning Zimo slept very sweetly.
…
At dawn, Ye Fan left the Ziye Tea House early.
He has to go back to the Jinxiu Group today. Going to work is secondary. He mainly wants to meet Feng Yueying in person and tell him about his marriage.
Ye Fan's selfishness, of course, didn't want to lose Feng Yueying, but at least he had to be frank and could not deceive a woman.
When Feng Yueying arrived at the company, Ye Fan had to rush to his office and deal with some things before Feng Yueying went to work.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ya came to the door first. As soon as he walked in, the cold-faced female assistant asked casually, "What's the matter with you these past two days!? Why didn't you come to work on time!?"
Ye Fan thought that I was married to your boss, but he could only say: "Some private matters, am I not here anymore?"
"What's your attitude!? Just deal with personal matters in private. Don't think that you know some celebrities and you can do whatever you want in the Fairview Group!" Chen Ya's face was frosty.
Ye Fan also felt that he didn't know him at work, so he nodded with a grin and didn't refute anything.
Seeing Ye Fan's posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Chen Ya felt extremely upset.
She worked diligently every day, and did her best for Su Qingxue and Jinxiu Group, which has been going on for more than three years.
But this Ye Fan, an airborne soldier who didn't provide a diploma, not only became an assistant, but also didn't work well.
After staring at Ye Fan coldly, she turned and walked to Su Qingxue's office.
Su Qingxue drove to work by herself. Because of Bi Shuqin's condition, she wasted a lot of time, so she had already worked for an hour early in the morning.
As for Ye Fan, the newly married husband, she didn't want to take the initiative to contact her. She didn't want to think about the lies and deceptions of men for a moment.
She kept telling herself in her heart that she got married because she wanted to get shares, not for any other reason.
"Manager Su," Chen Ya walked into the office and said respectfully: "I want to report a problem to you."
"What?" Su Qingxue didn't raise her head, but instead looked at a piece of information in her hand intently.
"It's about Ye Fan."
Hearing this name, Su Qingxue's hand trembled slightly, and he hesitated for a moment before asking, "What's wrong with him?" For mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.