My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"Have the richest man Yao and Mrs. Huang act."

"Where are they going?"

"Quickly pay attention, are you going to the Liu's house to start a war?!"

From the Huang family, many families sent informants, Yao Qi and Huang Yunyan left the house, immediately attracted the attention of all the celebrities and nobles in Lin'an.

The emergence of the Anbu also made the major families frightened.

This is Yao Qi's strength!

After half an hour.

Shuiyueju.

The black-robed man who followed Yao Qi was the leader of the Anbu, the titled Dark King, and the super master of Kung Fu.

He asked, "Lord, please give orders."

"Surround Shuiyueju!"

"Yes."

Rumbling.

The Anbu troops quickly dispersed, surrounding the entire Shuiyue Residence.

"You follow us in." Yao Qi called to the Dark King.

With the Dark King, he believed that no matter how strong Ye Fan was, it was nothing.

He had seen it with his own eyes, and the Dark King punched and smashed a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate into the hollow.

This kind of power--

Ye Fan, can you compare it!

Huang Yunyan held Yao Qi, and the two walked into Shuiyueju with their heads up and their chests high, and they met Jianglong in the face.

"The two came on time, please come inside."

"Humph!"

Yao Qi's face was grim.

When I came to the open-air restaurant, I saw Ye Fan was slicing a steak and eating it by himself.

Seeing Yao Qi, Ye Fan said with a smile, "Mr. Richest Man, Mrs. Huang, come here and get your seat quickly. I'm really sorry, I'm so hungry, I'll eat some first, don't mind."

Yao Qi and Huang Yunyan looked around. They hadn't been to Shuiyueju before. They knew how big the area was and couldn't fit the crowds of Ye Fan last night.

and.

Along the way, there was no one else except Jiang Long and a woman with a strong costume.

"Little bastard, how about you?"

"presumptuous!"

Zhao Qingmei's murderous look suddenly appeared, "Speaking rudely, offending the Lord, you..."

"It's okay."

"Yes."

Zhao Qingmei bowed and stepped back.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Mrs. Huang, I invited you to have lunch, just the three of us."

After speaking, Ye Fan waved his hand.

Jiang Long and Zhao Qingmei also retreated.

"sit."

Ye Fan gestured.

Yao Qi and Huang Yunyan looked at each other. They didn't know what medicine Ye Fan was selling in the gourd, but they were relieved.

The Dark King is by his side, fearless.

But they don't know it.

At this moment, the Dark King's body was tight, and the pores all over his body couldn't help shrinking tightly. The cold sweat had already soaked the black robe.

crisis?

The great terrorist crisis.

murderous look.

Murderous like a galaxy.

But……

from where?

The Dark King couldn't understand, he couldn't perceive the source of the crisis.

This can only show that the opponent is super strong, not even a little bit stronger than him! !

Twenty years of vertical and horizontal.

The first time he encountered this situation, the Dark King was at a loss and did not dare to speak.

Yao Qi and Huang Yunyan sat down, not daring to touch the food, worried that it might be poisonous.

Huang Yunyan said sharply: "Ye Fan, we have nothing to talk about. Call my brother out. Then...send you on the road."

"Don't be so irritable, we have a lot to talk about, for example, my father and mother."

"What do you mean."

Ye Fan wiped his mouth with a wet towel, and said with a serious face, "Huang Wudao missed his mouth last night. There are even more reasons for the death of my parents and the destruction of the Ye family. Therefore, I would like to ask both of you to talk to me. "

Yao Qi and Huang Yunyan felt tight.

But both of them are old foxes, and they don't change their expressions; they just listen to Yao Qi snorting coldly, "Ye Fan, don't talk about these silly things."

"First, there is no deep-seated reason, but it is a struggle in the business world; second, even if there is, why should I tell you."

Ye Fan slapped his tongue, nodded and muttered, "What is boring? Hmm... You mean, my parents died tragically and the Ye family was destroyed. It is very boring, right?"

boom!

Danger.

The danger of ruining the world. The Dark King is really going to faint.

He opened his mouth, but released a voice.

Is it Ye Fan?

Is he exuding the monstrous murderous aura? Why do I feel he is ordinary? Don’t the Lord and the mistress feel at all?

The Dark King really wanted to cry without tears.

In the distance, among the tall buildings, Jiang Long and Zhao Qingmei were drinking tea face to face.

The situation in the restaurant is very clear.

"Brother Long, I laughed so hard. The guy in the black robe is afraid to be scared to urinate." Zhao Qingmei smiled and trembled.

"An ant-like rubbish, where can I see Brother Fan; Brother Fan doesn't have to act, his aura can suppress him and make him kneel to beg for mercy."

Jiang Long was very disdainful, playing with the teacup, frowning: "If you want me to say, just take the two of them, torture them, and just be neat."

Zhao Qingmei said, "This is not appropriate."

"Yao Qi and Huang Yunyan are not easy. If they would rather die than surrender, it would be troublesome. Brother Fan wants to slowly defeat their psychological defenses, anyway, it has been twenty years, so I don't care about waiting another month."

"Okay, it's okay anyway, just play with them." Jiang Long turned his head, glanced at the Anbu soldiers surrounding Shuiyueju, his mouth raised.

On the table.

Yao Qi stared at Ye Fan closely.

He found that he couldn't see through this kid a little bit, and at the same time, he saw a trace of Ye Jianghe's shadow.

"Try the steak. I had it airlifted from Italy overnight. A whole head, top-quality cattle. I asked the highest-end master in Qingzhou Province to cut and roast it. The taste is first-rate. It's a pity not to eat it."

"Ye Fan, what tricks are you playing. We are here to take Wudao away. Release people. I will not kill you today. I will give you a chance to call someone."

Yao Qi patted the table, murderously.

"If you don't make friends, or play some intrigue, don't blame me for killing you on the spot."

"The Dark King!"

Yao Qi shouted.

The Dark King trembled all over, knowing what Yao Qi meant, he glanced at Ye Fan quietly, and walked to the rockery with his scalp.

"Boom."

A punch left a hole in the rockery.

The mountain cracked and then collapsed.

"Good, good."

Ye Fan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "As expected to be the richest man, the bodyguard is so strong, Ye is admired and admired."

Yao Qi was secretly proud.

But the Dark King had hot cheeks, and he cursed in his heart: Brother, don't pretend, I am the younger brother! ! Lord, quickly explain, let's leave after the matter, I don't want to stay here for a second.

"Since I know it's great, what are we waiting for, we have to do it." Yao Qi urged, very impatient.

"Otherwise, you can give me a hint."

Ye Fan folded his hands on the table and stared at the two of them intently.

"I just need a little hint, I don't need to say all of you. Then I will hand Huang Wudao to you, and even if you have enough tips, I am willing to heal Huang Wudao's injury."

"Nonsense."

Yao Qi Cars lost his patience, turned the table over, and shouted, "Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you, the Dark King, and kill him."

However, the Dark King remained motionless.

Ye Fan was sitting tightly, looking at him with a smile.

"Um?"

"Dark King, are you deaf, I will let you kill him."

Yao Qi shouted again.

The Dark King gritted his teeth and said nervously, "Master, Patriarch Huang is still in his hands. Kill him, how can you find Patriarch Huang? Who knows where he hid the person. Calm down, mistress, persuade him ."

"The King of Darkness is right." Huang Yunyan pulled Yao Qi, motioning not to be impulsive.

Then he looked at Ye Fan and sighed, "Twenty years ago, things were vicissitudes of life, and things are different, why bother to pull them out. Forget it, don't make trouble."

"Hahaha, forget it!"

Ye Fan suddenly got up and looked up to the sky and laughed.

Looking back, the eyes are already red, and the voice is like a cold iron:

"Parents and relatives, the big Ye family, there are 72 fresh lives, you let me forget... I am a descendant of the Ye family, with Ye family's blood flowing in my body! This hatred is not shared!! Don't say twenty Years, even if it’s fifty years, one hundred years, as long as I Ye Fan doesn’t die and I still have a breath, I’ll be!