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When I came to the purple leaf tea house, I found that the tea house was also decorated with red lanterns to welcome the Spring Festival. It was very festive.
Ye Fan didn't see them at the door in the foggy night, carrying a few bags of luxury goods, came to the door, Xiao Zhao greeted them.
"Brother Fan! Your friends are here, waiting for you!" Zhao Zhong said.
Ye Fan knew that they had entered in the foggy night, so he patted Xiao Zhao on the shoulder.
Xiao Zhao laughed and said, "Thanks to Brother Fan, this injury is nothing."
Last time, the Zhu family instigated the Ning family and the Wei family to find something, and injured many people in Zizhulin. Time has passed, and Zizhulin has returned to calm.
Ye Fan walked into the tea house and asked, "Where is my friend, you said?"
"Brother Fan's friend, of course, arranged the best Wanghu Hall to entertain!" Xiao Zhao said with a smile: "The eldest sister is already making tea for them."
Ye Fan nodded. He has been here so many times. Of course he knows which one is the Wanghu Hall, the largest private room where you can admire the scenery of the lake and the mountains. Kind of antique calligraphy and painting.
When he came to Wanghu Hall and opened the door, Ye Fan saw Ning Zimo, who was elegantly dressed in classical Chinese clothes, was sitting there, chatting with ten men and women.
These ten men and women are very simple and unpretentious. They are basically sweaters, down vests, hooded jackets, and windbreaker jackets, which are the most common winter clothes.
Moreover, including Wuye Ting, they are all Asians, with black hair and black eyes, and they are completely indistinguishable from ordinary Xia people.
The key is that these assassins were trained by Asmontis, and they were all hidden masters. Their eyes, expressions, and aura of the whole person could be as convergent as ordinary people.
At first glance, they are very inconspicuous, just like passersby.
It is no exaggeration to say that when they were walking on the road and suddenly came out with a knife, people thought they were cooks and would not think they were killers.
Ye Fan is very satisfied. What he wants is these killers who can be in Xia Guo without being noticed. Otherwise, looking for a bunch of blonde foreigners would be too eye-catching. It would be annoying just by the Dragon Soul. Die him.
Seeing Ye Fan coming in, these ten people all got up immediately, with a look of excitement on their faces.
Ye Fan coughed hurriedly, waved his hand down, "Sit down!"
He doesn't want to do any worship here, it's unnecessary, and secondly, he doesn't like it either.
A group of killers realized that Ye Fan didn't want to be too ostentatious, so they all nodded and sat down, but looking at Ye Fan's gaze, they were full of admiration and excitement.
Ning Zimo got up at this time and complained: "Ye Fan, why don't you tell me in advance that there are so many friends coming, and I haven't had time to prepare much, so it's too hasty to welcome the guests."
Wu Yezhen smiled and said, "It's okay, Sister Ning, we are used to sleeping in the air, we don't pay attention to it."
A group of killers nodded one after another. For them, being able to be selected to come to Xia and obey the hell king's dispatch is already a smoke from the ancestral grave, and they are extremely grateful.
As for what to eat and live, it doesn't matter.
"Sister Wuye, you don't pay attention, I have to pay attention, Ye Fan rarely brought so many friends here, although I still don't know you very much, I must treat Ye Fan's friends well," Ning Zimo said.
Ye Fan took the woman's hand, told her to sit down, and said, "It doesn't matter, they are all their own, so they don't pay attention to these.
Haven’t you all introduced yourself, come on, I just want to get to know you too, so I’ll talk about it myself."
Ning Zimo heard it curiously, "What? You don't know them? Are you not friends?"
Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "This is a long story... They all know me, but I really haven't met them. It seems... Two faces are fairly familiar..."
Ye Fan pointed to a pretty thin woman who looked at her 30s, "Your name is Sun Qian, right?"
Sun Qian looked happy and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Ye Fan said: "You are the veteran of Buffalo. I remember that when you led the team to fight in the Caribbean, you were there. The water was very good. After the ship sank, you killed seven or eight in the water. The samurai of the Holy Palace, is that you?"
Sun Qian tears into her eyes with excitement, "It's me! I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly!"
Ning Zimo was surprised when he heard it, "Wh... what? Bafmie? Holy King Court? What are you talking about?"
Ye Fan didn’t rush to explain. He even pointed at three men, and they all risked thirty, named Song Yang, Ma Zifei and Zhao Yidao. Some performance.
Among these ten people, apart from the foggy night, four of them were old backbones Ye Fan knew. They were all from the country of Xia. They had spent many years abroad. Some joined the old-ones since they were young, and left the organization with Ye Fan, while others. Later, he took refuge in Ye Fan.
Hearing Ye Fan still clearly remembered their names and some of their performances, the four old men were very moved.
The other five newcomers were very envious, and introduced their names and hometowns one by one.
These people are basically from Xia Guo and neighboring countries, and they can speak Chinese and many other languages.
After they finished the introduction, Ning Zimo became more and more confused, and was about to ask what was going on when he heard a knock on the door.
The door opened, and Xiao Zhao frowned and said, "Miss, the owner and his party have arrived."
Ning Zimo nodded, "I see, you arrange them to listen to Fengge, I'll be there later."
"But..." Xiao Zhao said embarrassedly: "They said they would go directly to Wanghu Hall. I told them that when Fan's friend was there, they said something bad..."
Ning Zimo's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, "Huh, what does my grandfather mean?"
"The Patriarch didn't say anything, but Zhao Jing and the others said that you don't respect the long, and you turn your elbows out, as if you refuse to go to other halls," Xiao Zhao said.
Ye Fan wondered: "What's the situation? Your grandpa is here?"
Ning Zimo's grandfather is naturally the head of the Ning family, Ning Gudao.
Because Ning Hongtao is no longer there, Ning Gudao seems to plan to hand over the Ning family to Ning Zimo to take care of it.
"That's it. My grandpa is about to abdicate. He plans to bring the main members of the family and the Blood Killing Hall to my side before the New Year. After all, they don't know much about my management of the gang.
Originally, this Wanghu Hall was to be reserved for them, but your friends came first, and I will let them come in first to entertain them... Unexpectedly, those guys would still lose their temper over this matter", Ning Zimo looked on. Get cold.
Ye Fan quickly recalled and said with a smile: "I don't think it is because of Wanghu Hall to lose my temper. It is because of you suddenly parachuting to be the head of the house. Many people in the Ning family are still not convinced, right?"