The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

The two people approached Song Fei cautiously. The target person was the criminal police captain. He had good skills and must not overturn.

pat!pat!

The sound of footsteps was so close to her ears that Song Fei could even see the shadow refracted by the light.

It's over, it's going to fall.

What are the origins of these bastards? They have strong skills, ruthless attacks, and strong firepower. Have I ever offended such ruthless people?

As the footsteps approached, Song Fei was filled with fear and helplessness.

She has been forced into a corner with no way out, and there are only two bullets in the gun. Even if one bullet kills two people, the remaining one can still kill her.

At the critical moment, several rays of silver light flew over and hit the necks of five people with great precision.

Uh…

Several people groaned, and were horrified to find that they couldn't move!

Then from nowhere, a young man suddenly appeared, looking at them with a playful face.

"You are exaggerating too much. Do you really want to kill me?"

When Song Fei heard the familiar voice, her beautiful eyes froze, and she slightly poked her head out to check.

It's Qin Fan, why is he here?

"Little villain, it's very dangerous here, please leave quickly."

Song Fei couldn't help but feel anxious. She had no brains, couldn't she see a gunman?

Qin Fan smiled and said softly: "It's okay, come out."

"what?"

Song Fei exclaimed loudly, and after hesitating for a moment, she still walked out of the corner.

The five people stood still, with their hands in a shooting posture, and their eyes rolling around, indicating their inner panic.

"How...you...did...this?"

Song Fei's mouth seemed to be stuck, and she stammered when speaking.

"You only have 15 minutes to control the acupoints with silver needles. Let's tie the person up first."

"Oh oh oh."

Song Fei brought the rope and tied the five people tightly to ensure that they would not escape.

Seeing the mess all over the house, she lost her mind and said, "It's over. Why don't you have to pay me to death for repairing the house?"

It turned out that he was concerned about this. Qin Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "The villa is mine too. I paid for it, so you don't have to worry about it."

"That's good."

Song Fei exhaled and her expression suddenly became solemn, "Did you kill those people?"

"what?"

Qin Fan pretended to be dumbfounded.

"Ah…"

Song Fei sneered and sat on the dilapidated sofa, crossing her legs, "When I was tying people up, I saw silver needles on each person's neck. Although they were not dead, the method was very similar to those who were killed before. How dare you Are you saying you didn’t kill the person?”

When he decided to take action, Qin Fan expected that he would betray the gang, but there was no way, life was at stake.

He spread his hands and blinked innocently, "I don't know."

Song Fei sighed and said: "It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. The case has been taken over by other departments. The other party is not a good person. You have to be careful."

She was 100% sure that Qin Fan killed the man. Like the people in the Shenzong Bureau, he had unpredictable abilities.

But in this situation, can we arrest people?He saved himself.

Anyway, after the Shenzong Bureau took over, it was none of my business and left them with a headache.

Song Fei convinced herself, her mood suddenly brightened, and she focused her eyes on Qin Fan, "Little bastard, are you really that awesome? You can fly flowers and twist leaves into swords? Then can you do Qinggong and float on water? And the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms …”

Qin Fan was speechless for a while, what was going on, "Novel is a novel, reality is reality, the two cannot be confused... Of course, there are indeed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but it is not clear that Qinggong can float on the water. After all, martial arts has been passed down for thousands of years and has a long history. , there are so many sects, it’s possible that some people know how to do it.”

"Cool…"

Song Fei shouted excitedly: "Can you teach me?"

Huh?

Qin Fan smacked his lips, and an evil thought suddenly came to his mind.

It's a master-disciple play, you can train them in any way you want.

Imagine that in a few years, Song Fei would be wearing a maid uniform, half-kneeling on the ground with her back to him, obediently sticking out a round and upright part, and saying delicately: "Disciple is ready, master is coming soon..." "

Hold the grass, I have accepted this beautiful apprentice, even the Jade Emperor can't stop her!

When Song Fei saw Qin Fan smirking and not saying anything, she thought he wouldn't agree, so she grabbed his arm and shook him coquettishly: "Teach me... okay..."

My mother, I want to kill people.

At this moment, his arms were buried deeply between the two giant objects, and the soft touch made Qin Fan's pores open.

But then, he twitched his arm and said strangely: "Did you put something on your chest? Why are there two hard things, it's a bit painful."

"Well…"

Song Fei's delicate body trembled, her pretty face flushed unnaturally, and her beautiful eyes contained a clear spring with rippling water.

"Don't move, it's numb."

She was a little frightened by the feeling of panic, and hurriedly let go of her hand and lowered her head shyly.

Qin Fan was secretly happy. He had proved one thing. The big-breasted girl was purely natural and did not contain any additives.

"It's not impossible to teach you, but once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. If you choose to worship me as your teacher, you must abide by the three obediences and the four virtues. You must also make my bed and warm the quilt to relieve my worries..."

Song Fei listened, her expression changed, and she said angrily: "This is not a disciple, she is clearly a maid!"

Alas, I’ve grown my brain, so it’s hard to fool me.

There is still a long way to go before we can live the life that is just around the corner.

Qin Fan was so disappointed that he had to compromise and change the conditions, "You have to give me some benefits, right?"

"Well... the good thing is, I will wash the dishes and chopsticks from now on."

Song Fei tilted her head and thought.

Qin Fan shook his head: "It's just a few bowls, I can handle it myself."

But I thought in my heart: If I don’t make some excessive demands, wouldn’t this good opportunity be wasted?

"Little rascal, you can make whatever conditions you want, but they can't be too outrageous. I have the right to refuse!"

When it comes to negotiation, Song Fei is professional.

"The conditions are here for now and will be fulfilled when I am interested. Do you agree?"

"no problem."

Ever since, the great and long training plan began.

"Woooooooo..."

At this time, the five gunmen who were tied up began to struggle violently. It seemed that 15 minutes had passed.

Song Fei put away Qinian. These five people were blond, blue-eyed, and well-shaped. Their identities were definitely not simple. "Tell me, who are you?"

"Hmph, give me a good time if you can!"

He yelled in a weird Chinese tone.

"Dead foreign devils also have backbone? It's really a long time since I've lived!"

Qin Fan touched his chin and spoke a string of English.

Song Fei looked surprised, "Yes, it's a true British Cockney accent."

"Fake Squid, you lowly yellow-skinned monkey, I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"

The foreign devil's eyes widened angrily, and the veins on his forehead twisted like earthworms.

Qin Fan stared at him solemnly, grinning and sneering: "I hope you can be so harsh in a moment!"

After saying that, he waved out three silver needles and pierced the foreigner's forehead, chest and lower abdomen.

"Ah! It hurts! It's itchy!"

The foreign devil's facial muscles were tense, and it seemed like there were countless snakes crawling under his skin, biting into his flesh and blood, which made him feel painful and itchy.

Unfortunately, my hands and feet are tied, so I can't scratch it even if I want to.

Qin Fan thoughtfully helped him cut the rope, and then took Song Fei, who was confused, to take two steps back.