Tang Fan felt the turbulent waves behind him, but was unmoved.

He stared at Mes and said, "If you don't agree, I'll give you another chance..."

"I lost!"

Although Mes felt very humiliated, he had to bow his head now.

Perhaps, this is the difference between Westerners, who always value life more seriously.

"Then our bet..."

Tang Fan looked at Mes and blinked helplessly, "I promised that if you lose, I will give me the eagle-winged axe! But now..."

"The Eagle-winged Axe is not yet you..."

When it comes to this, Mes's eyes are full of resentment.

"What are you doing to me?"

Tang Fan asked blankly, and the three-combined sword in his hand emitted a chill.

"Well……"

Mes shivered in fear and quickly changed his words: "The Eagle-winged Axe was unfortunately destroyed in the battle just now. What should I give you?"

Monica looked strange and held back her laughter. She liked Tang Fan the more she looked at him.

This kid is so smart!

Tang Fan sighed and said disappointedly: "So, you admit now that the eagle-winged axe was destroyed by you?"

"Um……"

Mes thought to myself that if I don't admit it, I'm afraid my head will fly out the next second.

"Since you admit that you destroyed this artifact yourself, I won't make things difficult for you. Who made you Monica's friend! I can give her a face today, but you have to promise me that you don't come to trouble me in the future!"

"I promise you!"

Tang Fan was about to withdraw the three-combination sword, but suddenly he thought of something and asked, "By the way, where have the subordinates you brought?"

"Well……"

The muscles on Mes' face twitched. This kid is too shameless!

Monica was lying on Tang Fan's back and was shaking with a smile on her face.

"He...they met the enemy on the road and were killed."

"Hey, then you can feel sorry for your grief!"

Tang Fan gently patted Mes' handsome face with the body of the three-combined sword, turned around, hugged Monica and left calmly.

"Monica!"

Mes shouted.

"You have something to do?"

Monica asked back.

"Do you know how dangerous it will bring to him with him?"

"Whoever doesn't accept it, come!"

Tang Fan waved at Mes, flew up, and flew into the gap in the broken wall of the bar.

"I won't forget about my bar account..."

"Bastard, it's so shameless!"

Mes clenched his fist in anger as he heard the sound floating from afar. His blood surging, and blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

...

"He won't just forget it..."

In the room, Monica said worriedly.

"I know."

"Then you let him go? This is not in line with your style."

"I don't want you to make things difficult for you, nor do I want to completely break up with Light."

Tang Fan pinched Monica's face and smiled slightly.

"So, are you really willing to join the Illuminati?"

"I promised you, how could I go back on my word?"

"I thought it was just yours..."

"I won't deceive my woman, but there's one thing..."

Tang Fan had made up his mind, so he raised his hand and wiped his face, and immediately returned to his true form.

"ah……"

Monica opened her mouth wide and looked at Tang Fan in disbelief. It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"What a powerful disguise technique, you are stronger than I thought, your hiding is so deep!"

Monica looked at the strange face in front of her carefully, without any familiarity.

"Please remember this face..."

Tang Fan took Monica's hand and gently touched his face.

"This...is what you are?"

"yes."

"It seems that he is younger than Tang Zhuo."

"My name is not Tang Zhuo, my name is Tang Fan!"

"Tang Fan, ordinary...excellent, two opposite words."

"Our words are extraordinary!"

“Yes, it’s all very nice!”

Monica didn't realize the seriousness of this matter at this time, touched Tang Fan's face with both hands and smiled: "Tang Fan, I will remember what you are now! I... Tang Fan?"

Monica's hand suddenly froze, as if she had thought of something terrible.

"Do you understand?"

Tang Fan held Monica's hand and smiled bitterly: "You won't blame me, are you?"

"Tang...Tang Fan, you... are you that Tang Fan?"

"It's me!"

"Oh my God!"

Monica was shocked even more this time, and the news was really amazing.

She couldn't imagine that the guy who hangs with Mitsui Aiko all day long was Tang Fan who destroyed them!

Tang Fan's reputation is so famous. Although most of it is notorious, even within the Illuminati Society, he has been studied.

But is it such a mysterious guy who had rolled the sheets with me before?

All this was too unreal, and even made Monica think that this was a dream, an illusion...

Monica pinched herself hard and pouted, "Really..."

"It's too late to regret it! I, Tang Fan's woman, cannot regret it!"

Tang Fan hugged her tightly with great domineeringness, and then used the magic scriptures to turn himself into the appearance of Tang Zhuo.

"I don't regret it, it just takes a little time to accept it."

"Will you blame me for lied to you?"

"Fortunately, you admitted to me before, otherwise I would blame you."

Monica said unhappily, "But, I really can't believe that you are Tang Fan!"

"Don't I look like me?"

"Looking back now, it seems that nothing unexpected happens, because..."

“Why?”

"You are so shameless!"

"Ha ha……"

Tang Fan threw her on the bed and said emotionally: "Monica, it's great to know you. This bar encounter is a wonderful memory, but it's a pity..."

"Are you leaving again?"
To be continued...