Ye Fan looked innocent and said: "Yingying, why are you pinching me? I want to show you my medical skills. Are you thinking wrong?"
Pooh.
Did you want to show off your medical skills?
I'm embarrassed to point you out!
Now that Liu Yingying found out, she couldn't give Ye Fan a good attitude. This guy would shine brightly with just a little sunshine.
"You sleep on the sofa tonight."
"don't want."
Ye Fan said seriously: "I think it's you when I open my eyes, and it's you when I close my eyes. If I sleep on the sofa, how can we watch the sunrise together tomorrow morning?"
Liu Yingying rolled her eyes and didn't want to expose Ye Fan's feelings.
"It's great to be young."
The barbecue stall owner and barbecue chef on the side said cheerfully.
The landlady couldn't help but scolded: "Lelele, what's so fun! If you had one-third of this young man's skill back then, you wouldn't have been able to chase me for several years before you succeeded."
"... Just say it didn't succeed."
The boss's harsh words provoked the boss's wife to retort even more fiercely: "Success is a piece of shit! You are such a straight man. When we are in love, you always invite me to your house to see cats, dogs and fish. It is obvious that your purpose is not simple, but you are less courageous than a mouse. I said that I was afraid of not being able to catch a taxi at night in the heavy snow. You could walk me for an hour to take me home. The silk stockings I wore at that time were so cold that my legs were shaking! If you just said that you wanted to watch the sunrise with me, I would I kept you overnight, how could we break up later!"
"Did we break up and not get back together later?"
"If my best friend and I hadn't gotten drunk and she dialed the wrong phone number, how could we have gotten back together."
"Honey, have you ever thought about it, is it really just a coincidence that I showed up at the bar less than two minutes after that phone call?"
"..."
The landlady was stunned.
The middle-aged barbecue stall owner, who was already slightly bald, lit a cigarette with a vicissitudes of life: "I bought a bag for your best friend, asked her to get you drunk, and then called me. Without a chance, I created How could I bear to miss this opportunity?"
The eyes of the landlady gradually turned red.
The boss was surprised and said: "Are you moved now? You are not allowed to say that I am a straight man in the future. I only need to use some tricks to get you back."
Ye Fan couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
The boss sounds like he's doing something right.
Unexpectedly, the landlady gritted her teeth and said: "She is really my best friend. She said at that time that there was a good way for us to get back together, which is to call you to pick me up when you are drunk, and she gave me two new skirts for this!"
But the next second.
The landlady smiled and said, "Fortunately, I introduced my brother to her. My brother gave me a big red envelope, and she still had to call me sister. It's not a loss!"
"……"boss.
"..." Ye Fan.
It’s really a deep sisterly bond.
After this little episode, this couple's barbecue food stall, which is always open late at night, seems to have a different flavor.
until late at night.
Ye Zicai returned home with unfinished thoughts.
Liu Yingying asked her sister and daughter to take a hot bath, and drank the cold-repelling soup specially prepared by Ye Fan, and then they went back to their respective rooms to sleep.
at the same time.
The Donghai City Martial Arts Association is holding a video conference. The participants in the conference are all at the lowest level of the sixth level, and they are the heads of the major martial arts associations in China.
This official meeting.
After a full thirteen hours of debate from ten o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock in the evening, all the participants finally reached a unified opinion.
"Regarding the death of the ninth-grade Grand Master Du Jian and the seventh-grade Grandmaster Wu Tianxiong, the Chinese Martial Arts Association will no longer pursue the culpability of the perpetrators behind the scenes, nor will it take the initiative to explore the identity of the other party. I agree by default. Those who object, please raise your hands!"
"..."
There was silence on the big screen, no one raised their hand.
Wang Zong, the vice-president of the Donghai City Martial Arts Association, curled his lips. To put it nicely, he meant that he would not pursue the case any further. To put it worse, he said that he did not have the ability.
Being able to kill a first-grade and ninth-grade grandmaster in a short period of time is a strength that makes the other three ninth-grade grandmasters of Hua Kingdom fearful, and none of them want to die.
"Regarding the matter of the northwest warrior Zhong Zhong and the destruction of the Wu family in the northwest and the Du family in Jiangbei... The top management of the association has decided to hold Xiang Zhong responsible. I agree by default, and those who oppose it please raise your hands!"
"..."
Still no one objected.
After a whole day of discussion and review, many of the sixth-grade pinnacles only felt heavy regret in their hearts.
If it weren't for the early suppression by the Northwest Wu family and Du Jian, how could this tragedy have happened?
Even Du Jian and Wu Tianxiong didn't have to die.
certainly.
With the heavy death, only Wang Zong could determine the identity of the 'mysterious strong man', but he did not reveal Ye Fan's identity to the higher-ups.
However, there are many experts in the martial arts association, and they have calculated that heavyness is the key to this 'tragic incident' that shocked China.
Although there is a heavy responsibility to be held, how can one be held accountable if everyone is dead?
It is nothing more than blocking the mouth of Youyou in the world, preventing interest groups from retaliating against the Shen family, and providing a shelter for the Shen family.
The meeting broke up quickly.
As the projection was turned off, this highest-level meeting in Chinese martial arts so far came to a quiet end. Wang Zong opened the door, sat on the steps, looked at the drizzle of rain, and couldn't help but be in a daze.
"Have one?"
A voice came from behind.
Wang Zong did not turn around or take the cigarette.
Behind Wang Zong is a beautiful young woman who still has charm, wearing a very coquettish red dress, holding a lady's cigarette between her fingertips, blowing out curls of smoke.
"I have seen many masters who love wine, but you are the only one who loves smoking." Wang Zong couldn't help but sigh.
"Giggle."
The charming young woman leaned against Wang Zong and said with charming eyes: "Mr. Wang, you care about me so much, do you like me?"
"..."
Wang Zong's face turned green.
But he couldn't get up, because this was a seventh-grade female martial artist who quietly exuded a wisp of realm pressure, which suppressed him and made him unable to move.
"Mr. Wang, although I come from a martial arts family, although I am a seventh-grade grandmaster, and although my husband is an eighth-grade...but I came to serve as the president of the East China Sea Martial Arts Association, and you are the only one who is closest to me."
"Li Hua, if you have any questions, just tell me. I am only the honorary vice president and I cannot afford your favor."
Wang Zong's face was frighteningly green. This woman was talking about her family background, her realm, and her husband. She obviously wanted to use her power to overwhelm others!
"Mr. Wang, you are going to have sex now."
Li Hua took a deep drag on the cigarette and said with blurred eyes: "Who doesn't know about our relationship?"
Wang Zong almost cursed his mother.
I'm old enough to be your father and have nothing to do with you. If Li Hua's eighth-level husband knows this, he will definitely have to fight from Yanjing to Donghai City. Who has that violent temper of Hua Guo Martial Arts? People don’t know.
"Mr. Wang, I am not in Donghai City on weekdays, but you are permanently stationed in Donghai City. At the meeting, you did not hesitate to offend a ninth-level man, and against all opinions, you asked the Martial Arts Association not to investigate the identity of the mysterious strong man who killed Du Jian. Are you Don’t you know who he is?”
"have no idea."
"oh."
Li Hua put out the cigarette, turned on the selfie function of her phone, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, let's take a photo. If my husband accidentally sees it, I don't know what will happen."
"...Li Hua, your father and I have been comrades in arms for more than ten years. We hugged you when we were children. Do you want to harm me?"
"Mr. Wang, Uncle Wang, aren't you curious?"
Li Hua said coquettishly: "How about you tell me secretly, and I promise not to tell anyone, and I will never go looking for him?"
