In the suburbs of Huahai, inside the military base.
The words that Ye Fan just said still echoed in the ears of Mr. Xiang and Pei Wu:
"I am a roc in the clouds, but I only see the sky low and refuse to fly! The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles!"
Between the lines, he reveals his unparalleled confidence and domineering attitude, which is shocking.
After a while, Mr. Xiang looked at Ye Fan again and said: "Xiao Fan, actually I came to you this time because I have a task for you!"
"Oh? What mission?" Ye Fan asked.
"When our intelligence officers were performing tasks in the Japanese country, they accidentally discovered a Chinese national treasure, which is very likely to fall into the hands of Japanese people! How can a national treasure be allowed to be accessed by barbarians? However, the specific information has not been confirmed yet, so I will tell you in advance.
One sound!" Mr. Xiang explained.
"Understood!" Ye Fan nodded: "If the country needs it, I will absolutely do my duty!"
Although he is not a saint, he still has a patriotic heart.
Next, after chatting with Mr. Xiang for a while, Ye Fan left the military base, took a taxi to Huahai University, and at the same time called Chu Mengyao to ask her out.
When Ye Fan arrived at the gate of the university, Chu Mengyao was already waiting there.
She had obviously been carefully dressed, wearing a bohemian-style dress with a waist-cinching design that showed her graceful figure to the fullest.
The long skirt reaches to the knees, the slender and straight calves are flawless, like fine porcelain, the two jade feet are wearing strappy high heels, and the ten crystal clear toes are like pink grapes, which makes people want to hold them.
Play with it in your hands.
Moving his eyes upward, he saw that charming face.
Chu Mengyao was originally one of the most beautiful women in the world. After practicing the "Xuan Nu Su Heart Sutra", she became even more aura of a fairy, as if a fairy from the Nine Heavens descended to earth, making people unable to think of any blasphemy.
"Xiaofan, you are back!"
After seeing Ye Fan, Chu Mengyao smiled and hurried to greet him, her eyes and brows filled with joy.
"Mengyao, I haven't seen you for so many days, do you miss me?" Ye Fan joked.
Hearing this, Chu Mengyao's pretty face turned red, as if she had applied rouge, and she was charming.
After hesitating for a moment, she nodded, took the initiative to open her arms, hugged Mark's waist, rested her little head on Mark's shoulder, and murmured:
"Well, I miss you, I miss you every day, it seems like I am with you 24 hours a day..."
Although her voice was silent, Ye Fan could feel the deep affection.
Suddenly, Chu Mengyao whispered in his ear: "Xiaofan, it will be the New Year's Day holiday in a few days. I want to go back to Suzhou and Hangzhou. Do you want to come with me?"
"this……"
When Ye Fan heard this, he hesitated for a moment.
Xiang Lao said before that he might send himself to the Japanese country to retrieve the national treasure. If he leaves Huahai at this time, there may be something wrong.
Sensing his hesitation, Chu Mengyao's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, and she immediately smiled and said: "Xiaofan, if you have something to do, just go and get busy, I don't mind... Grandpa will send a car to pick me up, I'll be alone
People can go back!"
Looking at the smile on her face, Ye Fan trembled slightly in his heart.
In a sense, he is not a good boyfriend.
In the past few months, I have been traveling here and there, rarely spending time with Chu Mengyao, and the two of them have not even had the chance to date.
If it were other girls, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to bear it long ago.
However, Chu Mengyao has always been so considerate and considerate of him, silently being the woman behind him.
Even though she missed Mark in her heart, she didn't dare to disturb him for fear of delaying his affairs.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart. He gently held her pretty face with both hands and said in a deep voice: "Mengyao, I have wronged you these days! I promise you that I will definitely accompany you.
You go back to Suzhou and Hangzhou to celebrate New Year’s Day!”
"Really?"
When Chu Mengyao heard this, her beautiful eyes lit up, but she asked worriedly: "Xiaofan, will this not affect your affairs?"
"Haha... The world is big, but my girlfriend is the biggest! Mengyao, there is nothing more important in this world than being with you!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
In his opinion, Suzhou and Hangzhou are not far from Huahai. If Mr. Xiang really needs to carry out a mission, he can come back at any time.
…
A few days later, New Year's Eve.
A BMW 7 Series was driving on the elevated road, leaving the urban area of Huahai and heading towards Suzhou and Hangzhou. Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao were sitting in the back row.
This car was specially sent by Chu Mengyao's grandfather, Chu Jingguo, to pick her up.
Although the Chu family is not a big family on China's richest list, it is still well-known in Suzhou and Hangzhou, with billions of assets.
Suddenly, Chu Mengyao looked at the driver in the front row and asked, "Uncle Wu, how is my grandpa's health lately?"
"Miss, I practice Tai Chi every day, and sometimes go climbing Lingyin Mountain on weekends!" the driver said.
"That's good!" Chu Mengyao nodded.
At this time, the sky suddenly became gloomy and dark clouds gathered.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a flash of electric light, and after a few seconds, there was another burst of thunder. Even if you were sitting in the car, you could hear it clearly.
Chu Mengyao's delicate body trembled slightly, like a frightened little white rabbit, she subconsciously threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, relying on him.
"Mengyao, don't be afraid, it's just an ordinary thunder!" Ye Fan comforted him while putting his arm around her shoulders and smelling the fragrance of her hair.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!"
Soon, it began to rain heavily, and the raindrops pattered on the car windows. The visibility was very low, so the driver had to slow down the speed to ensure safety.
Even though the nephrite was warm and fragrant in his arms, Ye Fan did not have any charming thoughts. Instead, he felt palpitations in his heart and had an ominous premonition for no reason.
When a practitioner's strength rises to the realm of heaven and becomes one with heaven and earth, he will have a premonition of what is about to happen.
In Taoism, this situation is called "whim".
It seems mysterious, but it actually exists. Many Taoists use it to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
Suddenly, Ye Fan noticed that the driver, Uncle Wu, was glancing at the rearview mirror with the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Wu, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"
"Master Ye, there seems to be a car behind us. It has been following us since we set off!" Uncle Wu said.
Hearing this, Ye Fan frowned and quickly turned around, realizing that there was indeed a black Toyota Crown dozens of meters behind, following him slowly.
There was a one-way perspective film on the windshield of the Crown car, so even Ye Fan couldn't see clearly the driver.
For a moment, Ye Fan felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart and did not dare to neglect anything.
At this moment, the BMW 7 Series finally got off the highway and drove into Suzhou and Hangzhou, followed closely by the black Toyota Crown.
"snort!"
Seeing this scene, the driver, Uncle Wu, sneered and said: "What cats and dogs dare to follow me! Miss, look at Old Wu, I will get rid of them!"
As he spoke, the driver, Uncle Wu, stepped on the accelerator and prepared to accelerate.
This BMW 7 Series is no ordinary version. It is equipped with a V8 engine and has 449 horsepower. At full power, it can compare with a sports car. How can it be compared with the Toyota Crown?
"Boom boom boom!"
Just when the BMW 7 Series was accelerating, a beast-like engine roar suddenly came from the right corner.
The next moment, a high-speed earthmoving truck seemed to have lost control and crashed into the BMW.
The earthmoving truck was filled with sand and weighed more than ten tons. If it was hit head-on, it would be destroyed and everyone would be killed.
Driver Uncle Wu's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and he was horrified. He never expected to encounter such a thing.
In the blink of an eye, he relied on his many years of driving experience to subconsciously step on the brakes and turn the steering wheel fiercely.
"Stab la la——"
The tire rubbed violently against the ground, making a sharp and ear-piercing sound, and finally hit the guardrail on the roadside with a "bang" sound.
Fortunately, the speed of the car has been reduced, otherwise the consequences of this collision alone would be disastrous.
The "crazy" earthmoving truck also stopped and blocked the middle of the road.
At this moment, the black Toyota Crown from behind also seemed to be crazy and slammed into the BMW 7 Series.
"boom!"
A loud noise came.
For a moment, it was like a sandwich, the BMW 7 Series was sandwiched between the earth-moving truck and the Toyota Crown, like a turtle falling into an urn, unable to move even an inch.
…
The heavy rain continued to fall, and there was a layer of water on the ground.
But the driver, Uncle Wu, had a burning flame in his heart.
Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy!
The next moment, he opened the car window and yelled at the earthmoving truck: "Why are you driving? Don't you have fucking eyes?!"
Suddenly, the window of the earthmoving truck also rolled down.
A hand stretched out from it, holding a pistol.
The black muzzle of the gun was aimed right at the driver, Uncle Wu, between his eyebrows.
"Click!"
Under the cover of heavy rain, the sound of pulling the trigger was not obvious.
But the next moment, the gun's muzzle flickered with flames.
"Whoosh!"
A silver bullet came out of the chest, tore through the rain curtain, drew a death trajectory in mid-air, and pointed directly at the driver, Uncle Wu, between his eyebrows.
Caught off guard, the driver, Uncle Wu, had no time to dodge.
In a few tenths of a second, his head will be penetrated by a bullet, and he will die on the spot with a single shot to the head.
At the critical moment, Ye Fan flicked his finger slightly, and invisible energy came out of his body, hitting the bullet at lightning speed.
However, Ye Fan's inner strength did not directly shatter the bullet. Instead, it wrapped the bullet, drew a strange trajectory in mid-air, turned and shot towards the driver's seat of the earthmoving truck.
"boom!"
Blood splattered and brains burst.
The gunman probably never imagined that he would die in such a bizarre way.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
From the time the gunman pulled the trigger to the time he was killed, it only took one breath.
It took several more seconds for the driver, Uncle Wu, to react. A chill ran down his spine, as if he had lingering fears, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, there was a sound of the door opening coming from the Toyota Crown behind.
"Mengyao, Uncle Wu, get down quickly, stay in the car and don't come out, I'll be right back!" Ye Fan ordered, and then prepared to open the car door.
"Xiao Fan!" Chu Mengyao took his arm and said with concern: "Be careful and pay attention to safety!"
"Don't worry, Mengyao, your boyfriend is very powerful. How could these guys with guns hurt me?" Ye Fan vowed.
It's not that he's being arrogant, it's just the fact.
The emergence of thermal weapons has indeed brought about the decline of martial arts. Many warriors who have been practicing martial arts for decades will be shot to death before they have a chance to display their kung fu.
However, after reaching the master level, the situation is completely different.
A master warrior who captures the wind as a sword, picks leaves and wounds people, and is so fast that he can even dodge bullets.
If you want to deal with the powerful Grandmaster, you must use weapons of mass destruction.
As for Ye Fan's current physical strength, unless he encounters the ultimate weapon like a nuclear weapon, he can walk sideways no matter where he is.
The next moment, he opened the car door and stepped out.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..."
As soon as his body was exposed, the sound of several sharp blades piercing the air came from behind, followed by bursts of sharp roars.
Ye Fan turned his head slightly and realized that the hidden weapons that were fired were actually triangular shurikens.
This kind of shuriken is a hidden weapon of the Japanese ninjas, derived from the Chinese meteor dart.
Under the illumination of the street lights, every corner of these shurikens shone with a breathtaking cold light, and they were obviously smeared with poison. Even if the skin of ordinary people was scratched, the toxins would immediately enter the blood, and within a few seconds
He died instantly and there was no way to save him.
However, looking at the shurikens coming from them, Ye Fan did not dodge and allowed them to hit him.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded.
The shuriken that was supposed to kill was now like a pile of plastic toys, causing no harm to Ye Fan and not even leaving a shallow white mark.
At this time, Ye Fan turned and looked behind him. Three thin figures appeared around the Toyota Crown.
The three men were all covered in black clothes, making it impossible to see their faces, except for their sharp eyes, which glowed with a cold light like a jackal.
"Japanese ninja?!"
Seeing how the three of them were dressed, Ye Fan frowned slightly, a little surprised.
There has been a long-standing grudge between him and the Japanese state.
The great master of Japan, Haneda Xiong, was once burned to death by Ye Fan's Burning Eyes.
The demon monk of the Japanese country united with the ninjas to seize the Buddhist supreme treasure, the parietal bone relic, but was also blocked by Ye Fan.
Not long ago, the Japanese country sent several powerful supernatural beings to secretly go to Chidao on the East China Sea in an attempt to seize the five-color sacred stone, but they ran into Ye Fan's hands again.
Finally, he used the "Brave Sword Cutting Tiangang" and directly cut off a Japanese destroyer, looking like a god.
But now, Ye Fan felt a little strange in his heart.
First of all, his identity is a national secret. Even if the Japanese side really gets the information and knows his identity, it is impossible to send a few ninjas to deal with him.
This level of ants is not enough to fill the gap between his teeth!
This matter is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.
…
Suddenly, the leading ninja made a "slit throat" motion toward Ye Fan, and the murderous aura spread in all directions.
Then, he took out a sword and let out a beast-like roar:
"idiot!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body appeared like lightning and slashed towards Ye Fan's face with a knife.
The polished sword light was a foot long, swaying out, tearing the air, and it was unstoppable.
In an instant, this warrior burst out with astonishing strength, blasted out with a sword, and never returned. He had the consciousness of dying together, which was the "way of killing" that the Japanese country believed in.
Facing this sword light, even the masters of China would probably suffer a big loss if they were caught off guard.
However, Ye Fan remained calm and composed, without any fear at all. He lightly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword.
This catch seems to be an understatement, ordinary, without any mystery.
However, when Ye Fan's fingers were about to come into contact with the blade, his wrist suddenly flipped over, and his five fingers were like steel nails, grabbing the blade that was cutting through iron like clay!
"Qiang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing was heard, and the ninja's whole body trembled violently, as if he had been shocked by electricity.
In an instant, he realized that he had lost control of the sword. No matter how much power he put into it, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it was of no avail.
Seeing this scene, the ninja's pupils shrank sharply and he was horrified. He turned his head and muttered a few words to his companions, then let go of his hand and wanted to abandon his sword and run away.
"Huh! Now that you're here, stay forever!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and then exerted force with his five fingers. There was a "click" sound, and the sword instantly shattered.
Hundreds of fragments flew away, and Ye Fan flicked it again.
"Ding!"
A fragment of the sword turned into a cold light and flashed away, sinking into the forehead of the ninja, killing him instantly.
At this moment, the other two ninjas did not run away, but rushed towards the BMW 7 Series one on the left and one on the right.
"Huh? Do you want to take hostages as a threat?"
Ye Fan's steps slipped, his whole body's muscles and bones rang together, and his spine swayed slightly, like a green dragon emerging from the water. He clenched his right fist and blasted towards the ninja on the left.
The power of the blow seemed to compress the surrounding air to the extreme, and bursts of sonic booms were heard, causing everyone's eardrums to vibrate and their blood to surge up.
Not to mention a mortal body, even the Optimus Pillar would probably be blasted through.
"boom!"
The loud sound of flesh colliding was heard.
The ninja flew directly backwards more than ten meters and hit a big tree.
Looking from a distance, I saw that his chest was directly punched through, and a hole the size of a washbasin exploded. Blood spattered everywhere, and his intestines flew out. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
In less than a cup of tea, the situation inside the venue has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The enemy has only the last ninja left.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Looking at Ye Fan who suddenly appeared, the ninja couldn't help but take a breath and stepped back several steps. He couldn't control the fear in his heart and his body trembled.
Invisibly, it was as if a big hand was squeezing his heart, almost suffocating him.
The look he looked at Ye Fan was full of panic, as if he was seeing the Shura Demon God from hell!
"Stab it!"
Ye Fan's eyes were like sharp blades, staring straight at him. The sharpness contained in them seemed to be able to see through his soul.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's voice, like the cold wind in Siberia, sounded in the venue:
"Tell me! Who sent you here and what is your intention?!"