Li Xinda took the secret burger tremblingly, looked up at Zheng Fan, then looked at Siyanhao, and then made a fuss and started eating.

As he ate, Li Xinda's frown slowly relaxed and showed a look of shock.

"This is so delicious! It melts in the mouth. The lemon juice combines the smell of stinky tofu and fermented bean curd. The three are integrated, with sourness in smell, salty in sourness, and a little sweet in salty in salty!"

While talking, Li Xinda ate all the rest, licked her tongue, and sighed with unsatisfactory feeling: "This feeling reminds me of the cherry blossoms in my hometown..."

"Damn?"

Zheng Fan grinned, not expecting that Li Xinda, the old man, was so shameless. This dark dish came from his mouth, as if this thing was only available in the sky.

"What job did you do before?" Zheng Fan asked curiously.

"Go back to Lord Shenlongwei, I was a writer before."

"No wonder the outlet is dirty." Zheng Fan clapped while saying, then looked at Siyan Hao, sighing: "One is a small expert in growing crops, and the other is a great writer with both virtue and art. I didn't expect that this small refuge could cultivate two young men at the same time, and they were disrespectful and disrespectful."

Four-eyed Hao couldn't tell that Zheng Fan was teasing him, so he handed Li Xinda a look and signaled him to retreat.

Li Xinda understood it and bowed slightly to the two of them: "Boss, Lord Shenlongwei, you guys talk, I'll leave first."

Four-eyed Hao smiled at Zheng Fan and said, "I wonder if my brother is here this time, what advice do you have?"

"It's nothing, just to take the heads of others under the order of the organization."

Zheng Fan lit a cigarette and said casually.

When the Four-eyed Hao heard this, his expression became serious instantly. He looked at Zheng Fan for about ten seconds, and the two laughed at the same time.

"Your Majesty, you are really good at joking."

Siyanhao picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then threw the glass to the ground. More than 20 little brothers beside him pointed the machete at Zheng Fan.

At the same time, Siyanhao took off the sunglasses from his face.

"Mr. Zhang Junyang, right? Come and take off the express delivery." After Zheng Fan said that, he hung up the phone, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and took a sip of ice green tea.

About five minutes later, a handsome man walked towards him.

"Hello, my name is Li Junyang, pick up a courier."

The man said with a smile, like a big boy next door, looking very sunny.

Zheng Fan frowned and said, "The gentleman I called just now is Zhou Junyang."

The man nodded: "That's right, I'm Zhao Junyang."

Suddenly, Zheng Fan shuddered, sweating all over his body, rubbed his eyes, and raised his head again, where was there any man?

"What's wrong with me?"

When I recalled the scene just now, my hair stood up all over my body: "My mind is confused?"

I lit a cigarette, sucked twice, looked up at the sky, and looked at the scorching sun. I looked around again, and the cars came and people were coming and going, everything was so normal.

"It's really strange."

He shook his head, picked up his phone and looked at the communication records. There was indeed an unfamiliar number on it. It was the phone on the express package, and he called again.

Before he could speak, a thick man's voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Lord Shenlongwei, I am Four-eyed Hao, Gao Fan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scene changed drastically. The trees, buildings, cars, pedestrians, and the sun in the sky began to gradually become transparent, and all of them disappeared after a few breaths.

Zheng Fan's eyes suddenly turned dark. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the dagger in Siyanhao's hand was already on his neck.

"Illusion!"

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid off Zheng Fan's head, and all that happened in the illusion just now began to remember.

"It can actually pull me into a illusion without realizing it, and it can disturb my mind and change my will!"

The feeling in the illusion is very real. Now that I think about it, I feel like I have been forced to add a memory.

"Li Laoba, Eighth Master, Lord Shenlongwei, the little meeting gift is not worthy of respect."

Four-eyed Hao smiled slightly and slowly withdrew the dagger. He did not intend to kill Zheng Fan. If he wanted to, Zheng Fan was already a corpse at this moment.

He had his concerns, and he had also heard of the identity of the Shenlong Guard, which was equivalent to the existence of the ancient Jinyiwei and belonged to the royal family.

It is not difficult to kill Zheng Fan today, but if you come tomorrow, you will be named Li Fan and Zhao Fan the day after tomorrow, you will never have peace.

He believed that since the Shenlong Guard had come to the door, it means that he had been targeted. It would be better to stabilize one and turn the enemy into a friend than to kill ten.

Before the dagger was withdrawn, Siyan Hao's movement suddenly stopped, and his whole body seemed to be stationary. A cold hand choked his neck from behind.

"The little master of growing crops, Xiao Siyan, Gao Fan, a small meeting gift is not worthy of respect." Zheng Fan said coldly behind him.

This time it was Siyanhao's turn to be shocked. The feeling of restraint that he could not even move his eyes really made him frightened.

Zheng Fan used the ability of two fragments at the same time just now, first used shadow fragments to instantly control him, then activated the metal fragments and moved behind Four-eyed Hao.

Since Four-eyed Hao did not kill him, Zheng Fan knew that he did not want to be an enemy of him. The illusion just now was just a warning.

But if you suffer a loss and don’t fight back, is it still Zheng Fan’s personality?

If you don’t show your own methods at this moment, Zheng Fan will be completely at a disadvantage in future cooperation.

After letting go of his hand and returning to his seat, the two looked at each other again, laughing loudly at the same time.

"I am sure that he is Lord Shenlong Guard. Such an unpredictable method of gods and ghosts is really admirable."

Four-eyed Hao put on his sunglasses again, and he felt a little more afraid: "I didn't expect that Li Laoba really has two tricks. Now that he knows my abilities, he must have been prepared, but I don't know how he controlled me just now."

"Where is it, it's just a trick. I said Gao Fan, the nickname of Four-eyed Hao is really in vain. Your eyes are also powerful."

Zheng Fan took a sip of cigarette, and a light yellow film appeared on his pupils.

Four-eyed Hao guessed well, and Zheng Fan was indeed prepared. He fell into hallucinations just now through his eyes, so he used the power of metal fragments to blindfold his eyes.

"As long as you don't look at his eyes, you shouldn't be hit."

The pupils were covered with yellow film. For Zheng Fan, his eyes were already pitch black, but he had the ability to fragment his shadow. As long as he was within the perception range of his shadow, there was not much difference between closing his eyes and open his eyes.

The perception range of shadow fragments is about fifteen meters, which is enough.

"Four Eyes, let's talk about cooperation next."
Chapter completed!