After Xia Jian and others left, Ye Fan declined Wang Zhen's invitation, left Supermarket Square with Qin Meier, and walked to her Harley motorcycle.
Suddenly, Qin Meier stood still, took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Ye Fan, as if she had made some determination, and said in a deep voice: "Ye Fan, I'm sorry!"
"Eh? Mei'er, why do you have to apologize to me?" Ye Fan said suspiciously, his heart full of doubts.
"Ye Fan, actually just now... when Xia Jian and the others were laughing at you, I thought you were trying to show off! So I apologize to you for my thoughts just now!" As he said that, Qin Meier suddenly turned to him
Bowed.
Ye Fan did not expect that Qin Meier would reveal her little thoughts to him without any secret.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Meier, you don't need to apologize to me at all. On the contrary, I should thank you! Because even at that time, you still stood by my side without hesitation! And...
…”
Speaking of this, Ye Fan suddenly paused, and then continued: "Mei'er, don't look so fierce all day long, you should smile more! In fact... you smile very beautifully!"
"you!"
At first, when she heard Ye Fan call herself "ferocious", Qin Meier was filled with anger.
But later, when she heard his praise, Qin Meier's cheeks started to turn red and hot again, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, like a deer bumping around.
The next moment, she quickly turned around and turned her back to Mark, for fear that Mark would see the strange look on her face.
Qin Meier knew that many men around her coveted her beauty and wished they could have her as their own, and they also said many sweet words.
However, just now, Ye Fan's simple words touched her heart.
Especially when he was speaking, his eyes were extremely clear, without any evil look, as if they came from deep in his heart.
Women should look after those who please themselves!
Hearing this compliment, how could Qin Meier not feel happy?
"Okay, hurry up and get in the car, I'll take you home!" Qin Meier said, raising her long legs and sitting astride the Harley motorcycle.
When Ye Fan heard this, he didn't hesitate and sat on the Harley seat cushion.
Twenty minutes later, under Ye Fan's guidance, the Harley motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the village in the city where Ye Fan lived.
"Meier, I'm home, thank you for sending me back!" Ye Fan said and got out of the car.
"You...you live here?!"
Qin Meier's eyes widened and her tone was full of disbelief.
She never imagined that the person whom her godfather and the Chairman of Zhengda Group, Wang Zhen, valued so much, would live in such a slum!
"Haha... Mei'er, I don't have much money, so I can only rent here!" Ye Fan said with a smile, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not feel inferior because of poverty.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around and walked towards the alley.
However, looking at his back, Qin Meier's beautiful eyes shone with a strange light.
She couldn't understand that just now Ye Fan casually gave her a Ducati motorcycle worth tens of millions, and now he calls himself poor!
For a moment, Ye Fan seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious fog in her heart, which made her want to explore.
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On the other side, Ye Fan quickly returned to the door of the rented shabby house.
In fact, now he can live in the Ivy Club. The facilities and conditions there are a hundred times better than here.
However, he has lived here for several years and has developed feelings.
And he was afraid that his father would not be able to find him when he came back, so he still came back every day.
As usual, Ye Fan unlocked the door with the key and then pushed the door open.
However, at this moment, murderous intent suddenly appeared!
In the corner of the dark room, a black shadow suddenly flashed, carrying a huge force and sweeping towards Ye Fan.
"Stab it!"
The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air came, and Ye Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a sharp dagger appeared in his sight, with a glistening green light emitting from it, which was obviously quenched with poison.
For a moment, Ye Fan's whole body was covered with hair, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying beast, and an unprecedented chill enveloped his whole body.
quick!
Words can't describe how fast it is!
The trajectory of the dagger in mid-air has almost exceeded the limit of detection by the naked eye, leaving only an afterimage.
Although Ye Fan was aware of the danger of death at the first moment, his body was in a relaxed state just now and he was caught off guard. Even though he was now a fourth-level Qi Refining practitioner, he had no time to react.
What's more important is that the killer's body revealed an aura of never returning and living toward death, just like Jing Ke stabbing Qin, which is horrifying!
This long-planned sneak attack was perfectly timed, as well as angle and strength!
If Mr. Wei were here, I'm afraid the killer's presence could be felt from a long distance away.
But it happened that before, Mr. Wei tried to wipe away the spiritual power in Gabala's hands, and his vitality was greatly damaged. Now he is in a "sleeping" state and cannot help at all, which puts Ye Fan in trouble.
But fortunately, the killer did not cut Ye Fan's neck immediately, but put the dagger against his neck.
Ye Fan could even feel that as long as the dagger moved forward an inch, his aorta would be severed, his blood would shoot out like a fountain, and he would die instantly.
At this moment, Ye Fan was standing at the door, as if he was under a restraining spell, not daring to move at all.
And out of the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at the killer.
He is in his early thirties, has a poker face, and his facial features are nothing special. If he is thrown into the crowd, he will not attract any attention at all. Only his pair of narrow eyes exude a chilling look from time to time.
…
"Who are you? Who sent you?"
Ye Fan said cautiously, but his whole body was always in a tense state.
In the flash of lightning just now, the killer's sharp blow was as terrifying as the sickle wielded by the god of death.
That blow alone was enough for Ye Fan to confirm that this killer was far more powerful than himself.
He secretly compared this killer with the warriors in the underground arena, and found that except for the Japanese warrior Sato Kojiro, everyone else must not be able to withstand this blow.
"Jiejiejie..."
At this moment, the killer suddenly let out a hoarse laugh, and then said:
"Boy, I've been waiting for you all night, but finally I didn't wait in vain! Do you know that your little life is worth 100 million Chinese coins!"
When Ye Fan heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and a chill arose in his heart.
Although he has offended many people these days, there are definitely not many people who can buy his life with 100 million Chinese coins!
"Who sent you here?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
"Haha... Anyway, you are on the verge of death, so it doesn't hurt to tell you, it's the Lin family!" said the killer.
Lin!
After hearing this, Ye Fan understood instantly.
Previously, in order to resolve Chu Mengyao's engagement with Lin Potian, he severely injured Lin Potian in the ring, and even kicked Lin Bao, who was enshrined in the Lin family, into the wall.
But after that, the Lin family never came to take revenge on him.
At first, Ye Fan thought that it was Chu Jingguo who came to mediate and suppressed the matter.
Unexpectedly, the Lin family secretly spent a huge amount of money to hire a killer to assassinate him!
This time, I was really careless!
At this moment, the killer spoke again:
"You brat, I don't know what's so special about you, but you can actually let the Lin family spend 100 million to kill you! Ever since I entered the ninth level, I have never failed! But... this mission is really easy.
Ah! Now, go to hell!"
Suddenly, the killer's murderous intent surged, preparing to deliver the final blow.
"a ha ha ha……"
However, at this time, Ye Fan seemed to have heard some big joke and burst into unbridled laughter.
"You bastard, what are you laughing at?"
His laughter made the killer feel as if he was insulted, and the hand holding the dagger couldn't help but pause.
"Mr. Killer, have you ever heard of a saying - villains die from talking too much! If you had killed me directly with that blow just now, I would have been a corpse long ago! But now... the one who is dead is you.
Got it!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan showed him a bright smile, but his eyes glowed like a sword unsheathed.