villain boss girl

Chapter 223 Lan Hughes Ray

"What's the trouble?"

Ming Bufei looked at the wry smile on Lan Ximo's face in surprise, confused.

Lan Ximo patted her on the shoulder sympathetically, and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, it was my negligence, I didn't recognize that guy's identity for a while, otherwise there wouldn't be such a black hole." Dragon."

"What's the matter?" Ming Bufei was a little flustered by Lan Ximo's tone.

"If I'm not mistaken about that guy just now, his master should be the former emperor, that is to say, the father of our marshal, your future father-in-law."

Ming Bufei snorted, "Isn't your former emperor, His Majesty, dead?"

Lan Ximo was taken aback, "Who said the former emperor is dead?"

"If he didn't die, how could he abdicate to Enlun? How could he watch the two brothers fight each other?" Ming Bufei said that he couldn't figure it out.

Lan Ximo looked around. This matter cannot be discussed in public.

Pulling Ming Bufei directly into a remote small private room, Lan Ximo closed the door with a serious face, then took out an anti-eavesdropping and listening jammer, and then said seriously, "The former emperor His Majesty is not dead , according to the marshal's inference, he should have been forced back by En Lun and those forces standing behind En Lun."

Ming Bufei was startled, "Fuck, isn't your emperor very powerful, why can't he even mess with his own son?"

Lan Ximo sighed softly, "It's a long story, and I'm not very clear about the specifics, but what I want to tell you is that you are in trouble, the former emperor is not something to mess with characters.

I saw that guy was not very strong just now, if you hit him, that guy will definitely speak ill of you in front of His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty will have a bad impression of you by then, you..."

"So this is what I was talking about." Ming Bufei suddenly realized, then waved his hand indifferently, and said with a light smile, "If your former emperor is dissatisfied with me, it will be of no use, after all, the matter of marriage But Xiute brought it up first, and I'm not in a hurry at all, and it's not my turn to worry about this matter."

It was only then that Lan Ximo remembered that his marshal was chasing him, no wonder Ming Bufei was not in a hurry even when he heard the marshal's father sent someone to look for him.

Thinking of this, Lan Ximo was relieved, it seemed that she was worrying for nothing before.

"Speaking of which, I'm really curious. Is it because the man in black has such a bad attitude because he belongs to the former emperor?"

Ming Bufei curled his lips, "That guy really looks down on people, I just hope that your Majesty the Emperor will never be such a person."

Lan Ximo shook her head, "That guy's arrogant attitude is just because he looks down on you because of your background. If he treats other women with higher status, he would not dare to use this attitude."

Smiling contemptuously, Lan Ximo felt that it was very necessary to tell Ming Bufei about her future father-in-law's temper, so that it would be bad if someone made things difficult for her.

"The temperament of the former emperor and marshal is somewhat similar. Both are sullen. They look dignified when they don't speak, but they are actually a man who is easy to get along with. It's just him..." Lan Ximo Seemingly remembering something, he sighed, "It's just that the former emperor's vision of seeing people is not as good as the marshal's."

Ming Bufei nodded, she was not interested in being with the former Emperor His Majesty, even if that person was dissatisfied with her, it would not be any loss to her.

The man she wants to marry is Xiu Te, not his father.

Besides, based on the current relationship between Xiute and the current emperor Enlun, Ming Bufei does not think that Xiute will stay in the empire and be targeted by others, that is to say, even if they are married, they will not marry Xiute. Those relatives who have had too much contact with each other are naturally not afraid of being troubled by others.

The two chatted again.

Since the relationship between the two children is very good, most of the topics between Ming Bufei and Lan Ximo revolve around the two children.

This time when they came to the Empire, Huahua was left on Luo Island, and sent several messages every day, asking when they would go back.

Regarding this, Ming Bufei and Lan Ximo couldn't laugh or cry, so they had to ask Tang Ke to bring Huahua when they came over.

Alisa has suffered a big loss, and she will definitely not let it go.

Ming Bufei could tell from the fact that she put down the bomb as a gift to Luo Luo without changing her face. This woman has a heart like a snake and a scorpion, and she probably has a lot of lives in her hands.

Of course, she wasn't afraid of Alisa's other moves.

She was lucky to be able to escape from the miniature bomb, but it's hard to say whether she will have such good luck next time.

Seeing the sky getting dark, Ming Bufei and Lan Ximo also bid farewell to each other.

When I opened the door, I suddenly felt a chill.

Ming Bufei was covered in hairs and threw a punch at the attacking guy behind him. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the door and appeared on the side of the corridor, looking coldly at the killer who was attacking from behind.

"Tsk tsk, you sneak up on me, a powerless woman, are you still a man?" Ming Bufei pretended to complain, but a photon shotgun appeared in his hand, as long as the killer If you dare to move, you will be beaten into a sieve immediately.

The information given by the employer did not have a record of the target person being able to kung fu. The killer was vigilant, knowing that he might not be the opponent from the hand that Ming Bufei showed just now.

So without any hesitation, he threw a flash bomb and disappeared without a trace.

The lights from the flash bombs were so dazzling that even Ming Bufei had to cover his eyes with his hands, and was slightly surprised at the decisiveness of escaping without a single blow from this killer.

It seems that the killer that Alisa invited this time is still a bit capable, and won't just kill him when he knows he is invincible.

However, the killer's reaction can actually show that he has received extremely professional training, and the killer who will come next time will probably be a guy who has learned ancient martial arts!
Slightly curling her lips, Ming Bufei carried a hint of sarcasm, it seems that Alisa still thinks highly of her.

The soldiers who hurried over without paying attention to those voices, Ming Bufei opened the door and went directly into the house, feeling a little lucky.

Fortunately, the little guy was picked up by Xiu Te today, otherwise, with his small arms and short legs, it is not a matter of whether he will be able to retreat completely when he encounters a killer.

Of course, Ming Fei's worries are absolutely unnecessary.

If the killer met the little guy at home, he would definitely end up with no return.

After entering the inner room, Ming Bufei yawned. He was a bit tired after walking outside for a day. Although practicing martial arts can ensure one's energy is high, it cannot completely lose sleep.

Ming Bufei leaned his head against the pillow and fell asleep in a short while.

In a luxurious residence far away in the central city, Lan Hughes Lei, the former emperor of the empire, was listening to the report of the man in black in surprise.

Slightly pondering, he waved his hand to make the man with the wound on his face retreat, but he took out a document with Ming Fufei's name on it from the table.

Since the Federation is not within the reach of their influence, and the Ming family is almost a well-known upstart family on Bama, most of the information they have obtained is superficial.

Speaking of which, the nouveau riche is also very powerful. Although the rise of the Ming family relies on a woman of unknown origin, the wealth created is indeed considerable.

The word nouveau riche is just because those nobles who claim to be in the upper class are jealous of this rich, fast-growing new family.

Although Lan Hughes knew that these materials were only superficial things, he did not expect that the Ming family was actually a family with ancient martial arts inheritance.

Yi Ming was able to easily punch his S-rank physical martial arts soldiers away with one punch, and obviously left some energy behind. It seemed that this woman was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.

In addition, the news of the explosion in Alisa's private villa has been spreading in the city recently.

He didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Ming Bufei.

Lan Hughes sighed softly, looking at the photo of the three or four-year-old baby on the information, a softness flashed in his eyes.

Xiu Te was stolen not long after he was born, so he never saw his appearance as a child.

The appearance of Lan Hughes and Xiu Te are [-]% similar, but the temperament of the two is quite different.

Xiu Te is a Shura warrior who survived the battlefield, while Lan Hughes is a ruthless king.

"Allard, what do you think of this girl?"

Lan Hughes looked at Luo Luo's photo, and suddenly said.

Allard came out from the dark, and said in a very indifferent tone, "She should be a woman who is not easy to mess with, but it is very suitable to match Xiu Te."

"Yeah, women who are not to be messed with can fight against Enlun and those messy guys." Lan Hughes pursed his lips, and for the people he sent, Ming Bufei was able to fight back without losing face. It seems that this little guy's temper is not very good.

Arad pursed his lips, expressionless, "However, Your Majesty, this subordinate thinks that His Majesty Enlun's recent methods are a little too much. You really don't want to stop it?"

Upon hearing what his youngest son did, Lan Hughes' face turned slightly cold with a hint of sarcasm, "His thoughts are well known. However, with Xiute's temper, how could he give him face?"

Speaking of this, Lan Hughes suddenly remembered something, and said to Arad, "Since this little girl will be my daughter-in-law in the future, I, as a father-in-law, have to prepare a big gift for her and my grandson." OK."

Allard frowned slightly, "What gift does Your Majesty want to send over? Your subordinate immediately ordered someone to prepare it."

Lan Hughes put down the documents in his hand, but shook his head, "I have to prepare the gifts for my daughter-in-law and grandson myself, otherwise how can it be called a great gift?"

(End of this chapter)