Zhuge Yinghui was the king of stealing the king. His head was not slow. He was stunned and came back to his senses. He immediately sweated all over his head and shouted in a hurry: "Hey, stop, misunderstanding..."
Xin Lin ignored it. As the sword light flashed, the expensive velvet curtains turned into rags one by one. The soft sword danced like a spiritual snake, taking a black shadow on the balcony.
It was a woman, wearing black clothes and black pants, covering her face, waving a pair of short weapons about a foot long in her hand, trying her best to resist. Judging from her figure, she was still very slim and probably wouldn't be too old.
Xiao Fan could see clearly that the masked woman in black was waving a pair of Emei thorns in her hand, and she was quite good at fighting. However, under Xin Lin's sudden attack, she could only resist and not fight back.
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"Hey, stop, that's my own person."
Zhuge Yinghui was anxious and rushed forward.
This woman can block the perverted guy Danzeng Duoji of the Snowland Knife King. You can imagine how good his martial arts are.
"Mr. Zhuge doesn't have to be nervous, Jiaer has a proper position."
Xiao Fan sat upright on the fiberglass chair and said with a smile, not stopping Zhuge Yinghui.
This guy must go up and get into trouble, so why stop him?
Let him suffer some losses.
Sure enough, Zhuge Yinghui had just taken a step forward, and suddenly the sword light was dazzling in front of him. In a flash, Xin Lin had switched to the target of attack.
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you talking about reasoning..."
Zhuge Yinghui was immediately forced to get busy and danced with his hands. The sleeves of the brand-name clothing suddenly turned into flying strips of cloth, and the more embarrassed it was, the more embarrassed it was.
"Oh, damn...Oh..."
At such a critical moment, Zhuge Yinghui became "slutty" again, but two holes were immediately added to his arms, and his flesh was turned over and his blood was dripping.
"Mr. Zhuge, I forgot to remind you that Jiaer doesn't like others to swear."
Zhuge Yinghui retreated quickly. When he heard Xiao Fan's "reminder", he had already reached the word "dare" on his lips and swallowed it back, and it was so uncomfortable.
Xin Lin forced Zhuge Yinghui to retreat, and the sword turned around, and then enveloped the masked woman in black under the sword light.
The woman in black exclaimed, and the masked black veil flew up immediately, and was stunned. The cold sword tip had already hit her snow-white neck. The woman in black was shocked and was instantly stationed in the local area.
He raised his head slightly and dared not move.
"Hey, this is my family, right? It's too savage!"
After suddenly being hit by two swords, Zhuge Yinghui was so angry that his face turned pale and he started to yell.
General Zhuge really doesn't like "violence" at all. These people know that fighting and killing are too unskilled and too unpolite. It's not like him stealing the king, it's called "Gentleman on the Liang Dynasty"!
"That's my apprentice, not a bad guy, this is my family..."
Xin Lin swept her cold eyes.
Zhuge Yinghui felt cold in his heart and immediately closed his mouth.
Relatively speaking, he is not afraid of Xiao Fan, he is afraid of Xin Lin. At least Xiao Fan seems to be more reasonable. Xin Lin is simply a female star. She cut two holes on him after a disagreement.
"Come in."
Xin Lin said coldly to the woman in black.
The woman in black looks only in her twenties, with fair skin, beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Although Xin Lin pointed her neck with a sword, she dared not resist and went into the house obediently, but her eyes were fierce.
, with a stubborn look on his face.
"Rumei, why are you hiding on the balcony without saying a word? How dangerous, isn't it? Hey, I'll tell you, Miss Jiaer, this is really my disciple, named Liu Rumei."
Zhuge Yinghui stood far away and distanced himself from Xin Lin for a long time, then he explained tightly.
He didn't know what Xiao Fan and Xin Lin came from, but in this situation, it would be better not to anger Xin Lin.
Xin Lin shook her hand, put away her soft sword, and said lightly: "Your apprentice's martial arts are better than you."
"That's right, what I taught her was not martial arts. She is the daughter of a friend of mine, and martial arts is inherited from the family."
Zhuge Yinghui couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Liu Rumei came to Zhuge Yinghui, still staring at Xin Lin fiercely, and said angrily: "Master, who is this person? So fierce! In other people's homes, they can just beat him at any time!"
"Ahem, Rumei, don't ask about this. In short, it's not a good person, they are all powerful and domineering guys... You can inspect the goods quickly, otherwise my blood should be drained."
Zhuge Yinghui said with a frown, grinning in pain.
Liu Ru curled her lips and tore off the torn cloth strips of Zhuge Yinghui's sleeves, pricking the wound on his arm on his master. The wound was not deep, but was just a skin trauma. Xin Lin was merciless.
If it weren't for Xin Lin's martial arts skills, Liu Rumei wouldn't have been so honest. Although she was young, she was already a well-known "female thief" in the world. It was the first time she had eaten this way in the world for so many years.
It’s a shame that someone is holding a sword against his neck.
Xin Lin opened the long agarwood box, and a faint fragrance suddenly wafted out. In the agarwood box, there were light red incense more than three feet long, which was very exquisitely made.
Xin Lin immediately handed the box to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan took it, reached out and pinched a thin line of incense, put it at the end of his nose and sniffed it gently, nodded with a smile, and said, "No, it's Changchun Anshen Xiang!"
"Okay, I've experienced the goods, give me the scriptures."
Zhuge Yinghui honestly stretched out his right hand to Xiao Fan and said unhappily.
At this time, the King of the King of Stealing, both sleeves turned into cloth strips, and the blood on his arms was covered with blood. The more embarrassed he looked, the more embarrassed he was. How could he have the aura of "smiling, proud and arrogant"?
Naturally, my face looked ugly!
Unfortunately, what an expensive Louis Vuitton, an authentic French product. Zhuge Yinghui bought it in Paris when he went to Europe to "work" last time, and he hadn't worn it several times.
That time, Zhuge Yinghui stole the "palace" of an Arab country in Paris. Strictly speaking, Zhuge Yinghui is not called stealing, but "looting". For the Arab chief, the most authentic and fake baggage is like a fake.
Zhuge Yinghui felt that there was no need to be polite to him, nor did he feel any guilt. The desert is full of oil.
Xiao Fan took out the scriptures and handed them over to Zhuge Yinghui.
Zhuge Yinghui took it, checked it carefully, and then put it away. In fact, he believed that Xiao Fan would never lie to him. Although these two guys were hateful, their demeanor was not pretending. Generally speaking, this person had a certain identity.
When he reaches a certain level, he has certain rules for his actions. Zhuge Yinghui did this just to make Xiao Fan angry.
But it looks obviously ineffective.
Xiao Fan really doesn't care about his attitude. This is the calmness and slightness that only extremely strong people can show.
"Okay, please don't worry, please."
The more this happened, the more unhappy Zhuge Yinghui became. He felt a sense of anger in his heart and immediately issued an order to expel the guest.
Xiao Fan did not mean to leave immediately. He continued to sit there steadily, looking at Zhuge Yinghui, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhuge, this time I went to Mobei, besides Changchunxiang, have you taken it?
Something?”
Zhuge Yinghui was shocked and stared at Xiao Fan with a suspicious look on his face.
"What did you say?"
Xiao Fan looked at his face carefully, shook his head gently, and said, "Mr. Zhuge, some things should not be taken. They will cause you a lot of trouble."
In Xiao Fan's eyes, this big trouble was almost engraved on Zhuge Yinghui's face.
"What the hell are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean..."
In an instant, cold sweat soaked Zhuge Yinghui's back.
He didn't care about the "big trouble" that Xiao Fan said. What he cared about was how Xiao Fan knew that he had taken something else. Zhuge Yinghui was 100% sure that when he entered the white wolf's bedroom to steal Changchunxiang, there was absolutely no one.
See. Otherwise, he would not have been able to walk out of the grassland alive.
But now, it was revealed by Xiao Fan in one sentence.
Could it be that when I started, someone was really peeking at me?
That...that is indeed a huge trouble!
Boertechi knew that it was Changchunxiang and the jade bracelet he stole, so why didn't he chase him to the ends of the world? When he thought that he might be targeted by the Wolf King of Grassland, Zhuge Yinghui couldn't help but sweat.
One Danzeng Duoji is enough for him to have a headache!
In addition, Bortechina will make people live?
Xiao Fan shook his head again, but did not continue. No matter what, this was Zhuge Yinghui's own business, and trouble was also Zhuge Yinghui's trouble. Xiao Fan could remind him that he was kind enough.
At least so far, there is no friendship between him and Zhuge Yinghui, only transactions.
"Mr. Zhuge, hand it over!"
Xiao Fan stretched out his hand to Zhuge Yinghui.
"What?"
Zhuge Yinghui couldn't help but take a step back and asked vigilantly.
Zhuge Yinghui did not intend to hand over that bracelet to Xiao Fan. Although he has not discovered any amazing things about the jade bracelet, he must not hand it over casually. What if it is as Xiao Fan said, Bortechina
In order to cause trouble for him, he was still counting on bargaining with the white wolf with the jade bracelet. Isn’t it that I have lost even the last bargaining chips for the negotiation?
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "There is something on you, either yours. It's the wallet you just touched in Xingyu Bar!"
"That's not yours either!"
Zhuge Yinghui became more surprised and said stubbornly.
This guy knows his whereabouts very well. As a thief, he was installed with a "monitor" on his body and he couldn't live this life.
It's like a ray of light on your back!
Xiao Fan frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy.
Zhuge Yinghui suddenly felt cold. He suddenly realized that he was afraid that Xin Lin might have gotten the wrong partner. This "little white face" who was always gentle and gentle, is the truly terrifying person.
"for you!"
Zhuge Yinghui took out the wallet and threw it to Xiao Fan.