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"Young Master Yan is so excited." Ye Fan walked over directly, and sat down firmly.

This is a very spacious hall, and in the center of the hall, there is a huge coffee table and several exquisite chairs.

The coffee table was now filled with all kinds of wine, and the handsome man sitting in the middle was Yan Wuque. He was holding a goblet in his hand and put it in his mouth. While tasting slowly, he was looking at Ye Fan with a smile on his face.

The lights in this hall are a bit dim, giving people a mysterious feeling.

After Tie Xiong came, he naturally stood behind Yan Wuque, looked at Ye Fan with a cold expression, and a trace of imperceptible drama flashed across his eyes.

Ye Fan saw all this clearly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, knowing it well.

"Young Master Ye, we meet again." Yan Wuque actually poured a glass of wine for Ye Fan. His smile was sincere and natural, and his movements were graceful and decent. Jing seemed to be two old friends meeting each other. I wondered, this is Yan Wuque, the black hand behind the scenes that Ye Fan said?

But judging from his appearance, he is white, clean and refined, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who would stab someone in the back.

Ye Fan looked at Yan Wuque as if he was determined to eat himself, and instead of touching the wine glass on the table, he sneered, "Could it be that Young Master Yan poisoned the wine?"

Liu Qin was startled, she was about to remind Ye Fan aloud, but she didn't expect Ye Fan to think of this too, but how did he say it?

But what she didn't expect was that Yan Wuque didn't shy away from it. Instead, he said with an even more pleasant smile: "Yes, I added Juding Hedinghong in it, and it tastes good. Would you like to try it, Young Master Ye?"

After he finished speaking, he took a sip from his wine glass and looked at Ye Fan provocatively, his eyes full of mockery.

The fat man next to Ye Fan's heart sank, because the wine in this glass, no matter in terms of color or the slightly pungent taste, did taste like Crane's Dinghong, but even if it wasn't Crane's Dinghong, if you want to come to Yan Wu Que must be uneasy and kind, who knows if other poisons will be added.

Ye Fan glanced at the red wine lightly, smiled, and stretched out his hand.

The fat man's eyelids jumped, he quickly stopped Ye Fan's hand, and shook his head slightly.

To be honest, the fat man was not sure. The wine in this glass was definitely not red wine. How could Yan Wuque be so kind as to invite them to drink red wine?

Ye Fan laughed, and said, "Since Young Master Yan can drink, why can't I, Ye Fan?" After speaking, he pushed the fat man's hand away, and then drained the wine!

Seeing Ye Fan's move, Yan Wuque's eyes were shining brightly, and he laughed loudly: "That's right, Young Master Ye is really courageous, and he is worthy of being the God of War back then!"

Ye Fan was noncommittal to Yan Wuque's words, and naturally he would not take this kind of clichéd tricks to heart. So far, Ye Fan has not admitted in public that he is the God of War.

"Young Master Yan, didn't you say you invited me to the banquet tonight? Why does it seem like I only saw you two?"

Ye Fan cut straight to the point, and Yan Wuque's behavior was a bit abnormal. In order to avoid complications, he decided to take the initiative.

Yan Wuque laughed and said, "Young Master Ye, why bother? I heard that Young Master Ye likes wine tasting the most, so I invited you to my wine tasting banquet tonight, and the banquet is just starting now, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, he gently picked up the wine glass with a calm expression.

Fatty and Liuqin both frowned and said nothing, feeling uneasy in their hearts, what kind of medicine is sold in Yan Wuque's gourd?It's hard to guard against those who pretend to be gods and ghosts.

Ye Fan couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Yan Wuque to play such a hand with him, he really didn't expect it.

Two people who clearly have an enmity as deep as the sea, and the master who would have little life in a life-and-death struggle, are here to exchange cups at this moment?This is really weird.

Needless to say, there must be some kind of conspiracy!

But Ye Fan said with a smile: "It's rare that Young Master Yan still remembers my preferences. Since I'm so kind, then I will be disrespectful."

Ye Fan also picked up his wine glass, facing Yan Wuque from afar.

Yan Wuque smiled and said, "Young Master Ye, you don't have much interest in drinking like this, why don't we add some excuses?"

"Okay, how does Young Master Yan want to add?"

"It's very simple." Yan Wuque clapped his hands, and then saw several people in black uniforms coming from the darkness. Ye Fan could tell at a glance that these were the ninth column that held the poisonous knife array just now people, and they were 'surrounding' a black man slowly coming forward at this time.

Chapter 1325 Really Misunderstanding

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, his body exuded a breath of substance, and the surrounding air froze immediately. This feeling lasted only for a moment, and then disappeared, and Ye Fan regained the cynical ease just now. It looked like everything just now had never happened.

The change in Ye Fan's body just now surprised Tie Xiong. He knew that the strong aura was murderous, and the ability to achieve such a strong concentration of murderous aura showed that this person had killed countless people. It is absolutely impossible to emit such a murderous aura.

Yan Wuque also set up a defense secretly. He had fought against Ye Fan, so he naturally knew Ye Fan's skill. Now it seems that his skill is much better than that of Yan Jing. Fortunately, he has not been idle these days. After practicing for a long time, the special forces competition is coming soon, and the life-and-death battle between him and Ye Fan is not over. I heard that in the special forces competition field, even if people are beaten to death in public, they will not be held accountable. The minions are all abolished one by one!

Feeling that Ye Fan's strength is only on par with his own now, Yan Wuque felt relieved that he still has a killer tonight.

Tonight, it would be best if Ye Fan could be kept here, but if not, he would have to pay a heavy price!

When the people from the ninth column and the black man "surrounded" by them brought them closer, Ye Fan's face sank instantly, his eyes fixed on Tutu, and he could breathe fire.

I saw Tutu drooping his head, his eyes slightly closed, and a pained look on his face, as if he was enduring some kind of great pain.He obviously has no strength in his body, and he was forcibly carried over by those members of the ninth column.

It's hard for Ye Fan to imagine that Tutu's physical fitness is very good. Thinking that he suffered such a serious injury at the beginning, after being given a little medicine by Murong Xue, he could be alive and well in less than a month.

And if it's just a competition of strength, Ye Fan is not absolutely sure that he will win against Tutu, but now he can't even walk, what kind of pain and torture has he experienced on his body...

Ye Fan's heart was bleeding, and he was extremely angry, but his reason kept reminding him that he must hold back no matter what. Tutu was still in their hands, and Tutu was obviously poisoned by them. Without their antidote, even if he could rescue him, Tutu might not survive.

Only by catching Yan Wuque and approaching them to hand over the antidote can Tutu be safe.

Ye Fan is still a sensible person, but the fat man with a more irritable temper than him, after seeing Tutu appearing on the stage and the thick iron chains tied to his body, he couldn't help but get angry, stood up suddenly, and Always rush towards Tutu.

Seeing Fatty's movements, Tie Xiong, who had been standing beside him, took a quick step forward and stood in front of Fatty. If Fatty wanted to pass, he had to pass through him.

"Fatty, sit down!" Ye Fan shot like lightning, and forcibly pulled the fat man who was furiously forward. The fat man's forward body was grabbed by Ye Fan, and he immediately shrank back. It can be seen that the fat man in Ye Fan's hand Not light.

"Drink your wine!" Ye Fan forced the fat man on the seat, and slapped a bottle of wine in front of the fat man.

Fatty didn't say anything, with a calm face, he raised the bottle of wine and drank it with his head up. Although his relationship with Tutu was far from the level he had with Ye Fan, since getting along these days, He also appreciates Tutu's style of doing things, and Tutu is Ye Fan's man. Now that he has been made like this, it's no wonder that the fat man is not angry.

Yan Wuque didn't seem to notice their small movements, and when Tutu approached, he smiled and said, "Let me introduce you, this black man is called Tutu, and he is a traitor of the original Dark Specter. It took a lot of effort to catch him, he is very skilled, in order to catch him, I sacrificed two members of the ninth column."

"The most powerful thing about him is not his skill, but his training level. He is the instructor of the former Dark Phantom, and he knows a lot of effective training methods. I believe that if any team falls into his hands, he will Train into a real special forces!"

Yan Wuque explained it in detail, for fear that Ye Fan would not know that Tutu's value is mediocre, and he even deliberately bragged about Tutu's sky and earth, and even told Ye Fan how hard he had spent trying to catch Tutu , and how much you paid for it.

Ye Fan's face turned down, it was extremely ugly, his heart sank for a while, until it reached the bottom of the valley, his fists had already been tightly clenched, he really wanted to blow the person surnamed Yan to pieces with one punch.

Ye Fan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Tutu is my brother."

When he heard the word "Brother", Tutu's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and his lips seemed to move slightly, but he didn't say anything.

And the light in the eyes also disappeared in a flash, and quickly dimmed, replaced by the unfocused, loose and boundless eyes, the eyes were full of emptiness, and dead silence.

Yan Wuque looked surprised, and exclaimed: "What? He turned out to be Ye Shao's brother? I really didn't know that. Come on, hurry up and show Tutu a seat!"

Seeing his surprised look, he almost jumped up in front of his face. In the presence, only Liu Qin was extremely puzzled. This Yan Wuque's expression didn't look artificial. Could it be that he really didn't know?Is this really a misunderstanding?

Ye Fan watched Yan Wuque's performance coldly, but didn't say anything. He knew that all of this was intentional by Yan Wuque, and the purpose was of course to hurt himself.

Tie Xiong pulled Tutu onto a chair, and pushed Tutu down, but when Tutu's buttocks just touched the chair, his body trembled suddenly, and a gash came out of his nose. There was an inaudible muffled groan, and a look of pain was on his face.