Chapter 737: Pretending to be crazy and selling stupidly to deceive the capital
Chapter 737: Pretend to be crazy and act like a fool to deceive Beijing officials
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"Young man, why are you so angry? Who is Jia Baoquan?" The old man surnamed Feng had a kind face, smiled and actually said hello first.
"Jia Baoquan, he is in charge of every corner of this. Who do you think he is?" Ye Fan replied in a drunken voice, with a strong tone.
The man in Tsing Yi was on full alert not far in front of the old man. Ye Fan could faintly feel the powerful inner breath even dozens of meters away from him.
"Look at my posture, if there is any change, this guy will probably take action. The short gun is hidden in his sleeves." Ye Fan felt it with his eagle eyes, and estimated the distance between the chairs. The girl on this chair must be related to some old man.
Relationship, otherwise, why would you dare to lie down on such a long chair? She is Ye Fan's biggest target today.
At this time, a pheasant jumped out of the grass. When the young man in Tsing Yi turned his head, the small knife on his left wrist flicked out silently, and went straight to the big and thick part on top of the chair.
The dead branches went away.
There was a loud click.
The dead branch as thick as a thigh suddenly fell from the tree in a strange way, hitting the chair where the girl was lying.
Moreover, the speed is quite fast. Because there are no leaves to support the dead branches, the speed is about the same as falling down with an iron bar.
Moreover, Ye Fan's other flying knives worked again, which of course accelerated the downward force of the dead branches a lot.
"Ah, miss, run quickly"
"Little one, run quickly"
The man in Tsing Yi jumped up and ran towards the girl on the chair with all his strength. Even the old man named Feng, who was always as calm as a deep pool, was so shocked that he jumped up from the chair and rushed to save her.
The middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang also rushed over desperately. As he entered, several green figures actually jumped out of the forest.
But it was too late, because they were too far away, a full seventy or eighty meters away. No matter how fast the man in Tsing Yi was, he couldn't beat the dead branch that Ye Fan had tricked.
When I saw the dead branches whistling, I was about to greet the girl who had already lost her beauty and was stunned in the place before she woke up.
Ye Fan had already moved, and he slammed the Erguotou bottle against the dead branch. The people here were not slow, because he was only about ten meters away from the lounge chair.
He fluttered like a big bird and hugged the girl just as the dead branch was about to hit her head. The dead branch tilted a little under the collision of the wine bottles.
However, part of the huge branch still hit Ye Fan's back. Comrade Ye Fan immediately used his strength and flew away diagonally, pretending to be quite natural.
The girl was hugged and fell into the grass with a bang. Of course, it was Ye Fan who landed and used his body as a flesh cushion to protect the girl who was still in a dazed state.
However, because he didn't hit far, Ye Fan's leg was hit hard by a branch and scratched. The guy immediately strangled him with his foot, and a blood groove of more than ten centimeters long was scraped out on his foot. In order to
When it comes to acting, this guy is really cruel to me.
"Ba"
Before Ye Fan could react, he felt his face was burning. After a quick glance, he discovered a face that was so beautiful and beautiful, a girl who was as clear as water.
Her eyebrows are like autumn water, her skin is like snow lotus root, and her round nose is naturally inlaid on Guazi's face. Her eyelashes are long and gentle. Her upper body is wearing a light green shirt with snow-white lace, and her lower body is a light blue thick pure cotton skirt with blossoming white flowers.
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Her long, graceful black hair is tied with many thin rope braids, like many elves inhabiting their nests.
As the warm breeze blew, her beautiful eyes as clear as water were filled with a cold and evil aura that could kill people.
The midday sun outlines her perfect outline, as if her body is coated with a layer of pale golden alluring lace. The exposed arms are as crystal clear as jade, and there seems to be a jade luster shining, giving Ye Fan a feeling
This person is not human at all, he is simply a holy ice angel, comparable to the Venus in the dream.
This guy was stunned. It could be said that he entered an ethereal dream directly. He felt like he was dancing wildly in the clouds, and even his own ears could clearly hear the frantic 'bang bang' of his heart.
A primitive spiritual call emerges from the bottom of my heart, sprouts, takes root, hits, pulls...
However, the girl who was hugged tightly by someone became angry, slapped her face and cursed: "Bullshit"
Just when he was about to slap me a second time, he was stopped by the old man behind him: "Young man, stop quickly, he is saving you."
"Huh!" The girl was still angry because no one had ever taken advantage of him like this.
Not only did this alcoholic lunatic hug him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe, but the two of them had their faces pressed against each other just now.
The girl even felt a lunatic's tongue licking her lips that had never been kissed before. It was so disgusting.
Of course I licked it, because Ye Fan was thinking: "I saved your life, I have to add some bonus, otherwise, my back will be hit by Shubai, and my legs will be scratched by Bai..."
The man in Tsing Yi helped the girl up, and then pulled up Ye Fan.
"Are you okay, brother?" the man in Tsing Yi asked, glancing at the blood on Ye Fan's leg. He frowned and shouted back: "Bring the medicine box, hurry up."
After a while, the old man and the middle-aged man named Zhuang also ran over and found that the girl was fine. She was just frightened and then felt relieved.
"Young man, are you okay? Let's go over there and take a rest first." The old man surnamed Feng said with a look of concern on his face.
Several people helped Ye Fan to the chair. A female doctor came out and quickly examined, disinfected, and bandaged Ye Fan. Then she shouted: "Is there any injury on your back after taking off your shirt?"
"I guess it's okay. I'm a tough guy. It just touched me a little bit." Ye Fan pretended to be relaxed and didn't want to take off his clothes. That was a bit too much.
"Take it off, young man, and let the doctor take care of you. If your bones are injured, you will need to take X-rays." The old man said with concern.
"Then...okay..." Ye Fan reluctantly took off his shirt, his back was bruised and swollen.
The guy also turned his back and said: "The bones should be fine, alas... What a pity I have Erguotou. Is there still half a bottle left? Alas..." This guy was still thinking about his Erguotou at this time. Naturally, he was thinking about it.
It's a joke.
"Hahaha...brother...well done..." The man in Tsing Yi showed an expression of admiration.
"A drunkard, huh." The girl next to her pouted her lips so much that she could hang a bottle of oil. It seemed that she couldn't let go of Comrade Ye Fan licking her lips with his tongue.
"How are you talking? Thank you quickly." The old man surnamed Feng had a serious face, which was really a bit bluffing. The girl who was so innocent that she could drip water hesitated for a while, and said thank you in a voice as small as a mosquito.
However, Ye Fan certainly knew that she was unwilling, so he pretended to be generous and said with a smile: "It's okay. I hugged them before when I was hunting wild boars. Your body is not heavy compared to them. Otherwise,
, it was a bit mysterious just now, haha..." This, of course, was done intentionally by Mark.
"You are the pig?" Qing? The girl glared, unhappy.
"Then I have to be a boar." Ye Fan snorted, the meaning is self-evident, you are just a sow at best. I and you are each other, no one is much better than the other?
"Hahaha..." Even the old man was amused and started laughing. However, the others did not dare to laugh and felt uncomfortable, so they all had weird expressions.
Because the girl named Qing? was patrolling everyone fiercely. It is estimated that if anyone dared to laugh, the girl would definitely get angry. However, the old man named Feng was her grandfather, so she would not dare to get angry at anyone.
After the bandaging was completed, I felt that apart from the bruises on his back and the temporary head stitches on his legs, Ye Fan should be fine.
Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the man in green was holding the perpetrator - a huge branch and said: "It shouldn't be like this. If it breaks, the crack should have burrs, it shouldn't be so smooth. What the hell.
Yes, could any expert cut it with a hair knife?"
Thinking of this, the man in Tsing Yi glanced at Ye Fan vaguely, shook his head immediately, and said to himself: "It's just him, a young man who looks to be in his early 20s at most, a young man with a lot of brute strength, and courage who can do anything."
This kind of thing is estimated to require a seventh- or eighth-dan master to do it?
It's impossible to do it just by relying on my skills. Moreover, the kid just didn't have any other movements at all. Can he deliver a knife without moving?
I have never heard of this. From the age of 20 to the 7th or 8th level, it is... maybe an old farmer who was chopping firewood made a sharp blow with an axe, and then stopped cutting it without breaking. Now it suddenly broke when the wind blew.
Come down..."
The man in Tsing Yi finally found a suitable explanation for himself, threw away the branch and walked over. Naturally, he would not regard Ye Fan as a key suspect.
"Come, come and sit down, young man, what's your name and what do you do?" asked Mr. Feng, quite enthusiastic and kind.
"Ye Fan, I work in the Yuyang County Government to earn a living." Ye Fan sat down on the chair brought by the man in Tsing Yi and said, smelling of alcohol.
When Ye Fan sat down and faced the old man named Feng, he could say with certainty that Mr. Feng was definitely not Feng Baoshan, the secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Because under the observation of physiognomy, the faces of the two were too different.
"Who is he if it's not Feng Baoshan? I've never heard of any other heavyweights in the central government besides Feng Baoshan. He must be a high-ranking official in some ministry... Judging from the respect that the middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang showed to him
Judging from the speed, he is definitely a heavyweight senior official of the department. Otherwise, how could the top leader in the Deping area be so humble? Who cares, even if it is not Feng Baoshan, it is quite rewarding to know this heavyweight senior official..." This
I was a little disappointed in my mind, but I still looked calm on the face, because Ye Fan was gradually maturing.
"From your tone just now, you should be an official, right?" The middle-aged man named Zhuang on the side looked a little curious and glanced at Ye Fan and asked.
"Haha, junior official, deputy county magistrate." Ye Fan blurted out very naturally. Of course, this guy was acting all this.
"Deputy County Magistrate, you are not young anymore. How old are you?" Old Man Feng actually showed a look of surprise, which made Ye Fan stunned for a few seconds.