Chapter 182 Eight Ancient Martial Arts Association
Seeing that Ye Fan hadn't come back for a long time, Pan Yuyan went to the river to look for him. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw Ye Fan lying on a big bluestone, smoking a cigarette, looking very uncomfortable.
"Ye Fan, it's this time and you're still lazy!" Pan Yuyan was furious.
Ye Fan trembled, quickly threw the cigarette into the stream, picked up the pot and washed rice in the water.
Pan Yuyan came to Ye Fan angrily and whispered softly: "Do you really think you are here for a trip?"
"Miss Yuyan, I just called my daughter. I miss him very much, so I took a cigarette to take it easy."
Ye Fan smiled cheekily and said: "This is a way for me to adjust my state. You don't want me to worry too much about my family and lead to abnormal performance, right?"
Pan Yuyan suddenly glanced at the photo held in Ye Fan's hand. It showed his family of five, with a pink and tender little girl in the middle, innocent, cute and cute.
Seeing her staring at the photo in a daze, Ye Fan smiled faintly and handed it to her hand: "Help me take it. It's not convenient for me to wash rice."
"Oh." Pan Yuyan looked at the photo, her irritable mood gradually eased, and whispered: "Yiyi is very cute."
"Do you still know her name?" Ye Fan squatted by the stream and laughed.
"Well, I know a lot." Pan Yuyan crossed her arms and snorted in disgust: "Ye Fan, your life is quite nourishing! The red flags at home are not falling, but the colorful flags are fluttering outside."
"Well, ah haha... When fate comes, there is no way to let go." Ye Fan scratched his head and grinned awkwardly.
"Huh, Huaxin is Huaxin, why do you talk so high-sounding?" Pan Yuyan was very contemptuous.
Ye Fan didn't bother to explain to her, so he washed the rice, filled it with spring water, and carried the rice pot back to the tent camp.
The altitude here is high, so it's impossible to cook rice using firewood alone.
Pan Yunhai had already prepared, and asked Zhou Xiong to take out several pressure cookers and liquefied stoves, put the washed rice in them, and soon the rice was ready.
The group of people ate the simplest meal, then each found a place to rest.
There were only five tents in the Pan family's area. Pan Yunhai arranged some of them, and allowed three of them to be crowded by members of the Reserve Team of the Confidential Eagle Special Group.
Several old men and Mr. Pan’s descendants used one, and the last, slightly smaller one was reserved for Ye Fan and Pan Yuyan.
The small tent is only a few square meters, and with a small bed, there is almost no room left.
After Ye Fan had eaten and drank enough, he entered the tent and lay down on the bed.
Pan Yuyan pulled down the curtain, frowned and said, "Ye Fan, you sleep on the floor, and the bed is mine."
"Didn't you say draw the 38th line?" Ye Fan leaned over to the edge of the bed, "Look, there are still a lot of seats!"
"Shit! This bed is only one meter wide, we can't squeeze in!" Pan Yuyan sat on the bed and pushed Ye Fan's legs, "Get out of the way, you slept for so long during the day, I didn't close my eyes the whole time!
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"so troublesome."
Ye Fan pulled the quilt to the ground and lay down directly on it.
Pan Yuyan threw him a coat and lay down on the bed with her back to him.
"It's very cold in the mountains at night, don't you need to cover me up?" Ye Fan put his coat on Pan Yuyan and complained: "I told you to bring some sleeping bags, why didn't your father listen to me?"
"Of course my dad has his own intentions." Pan Yuyan hummed: "No one will sleep at this time anyway, and even if they do, they won't be able to sleep for long."
Ye Fan was puzzled, "It's only past eleven o'clock now, doesn't it mean that the Eight Ancient Martial Arts Tournament will officially start tomorrow?"
"That's it, but before the official start of the martial arts competition, there is still a basic assessment." Pan Yuyan turned around, folded his two jade arms behind his head, and whispered: "We will get up at Yinshi."
"Yin Shi?" Ye Fan's eyes suddenly popped up, "Isn't it just three o'clock?"
"Yes." Pan Yuyan nodded, "Kunlun Mountains, at four o'clock in the sunrise, when the first ray of purple air coming from the east shines on Zhanlong Mountain, we have to climb to the top. If anyone is a moment late, he will be lost.
Qualifications to participate in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament!"
The ancient broken peak is called Zhanlong Mountain, a very domineering name.
Ye Fan sighed, "In this case, what else is there to say? Go to sleep!"
"Ye Fan, you seem to be very calm." Pan Yuyan smiled faintly, "Where does your calmness come from?"
"Keep a normal mind." Ye Fan lay flat on the quilt and laughed at himself: "You will know when you join the Eagle Special Group. If you cannot stabilize your mood every time, it is easy to fail the mission, and you may not even be able to save your life."
Pan Yuyan turned around and looked at Ye Fan: "Can you tell me the truth?"
"What truth?" Ye Fan was stunned.
"Why do you keep claiming to be the captain of the Eagle Special Group?" Pan Yuyan asked in a low voice, "What is your file and your origin? Is it because of some confidentiality regulations that have forced you to change your life trajectory?
That bad?”
Pan Yuyan's series of questions confused Mark.
He also wanted to tell the truth, but he couldn't be convinced at all.
"Oh...it's a confidentiality policy." Ye Fan's expression declined, showing a hint of pain, "I don't know...if they can survive."
"Them?" Pan Yuyan's ears immediately stood up, "Who are they? Ye Fan, what mission did you accept before? Are they your team members you are talking about?"
"Yes." Ye Fan nodded and said calmly: "In my last memory, they were still in the encirclement of Marseille Ferry, trying to break out."
"Marseille Ferry?" Pan Yuyan sat up straight, "Were you with Mr. Wang at that time?"
"Yes."
Ye Fan remembered very clearly that when he rushed into the terrorist encirclement with a bomb in his arms, Wang Chaoyang wanted to pull him back, but he did not stop.
If he doesn't do this, the breakout will be completely sealed, and all members of the Special Eagle Team and those innocent civilians will have no choice but to die!
In this world, exactly the same thing happened at Marseille Ferry.
However, it was not him who died holding the explosives, but Wang Chaoyang, the leader of the Special Eagle Team!
"Mr. Wang..."
Ye Fan let out a long sigh and secretly clenched his fists.
If I have a chance, I have to go to Marseille Ferry to see. No matter whether this Wang Chaoyang is the Wang Chaoyang of another world, his kindness to you will never change!
Pan Yuyan saw Ye Fan showing his sad true feelings, his deep side face was melancholy and silent, and his heart could not help but beat wildly for a while.
Ye Fan stopped chatting with Pan Yuyan, closed his eyes, and calmed down.
I don’t know how long it took, but the whole camp suddenly became noisy.
"Ye Fan, wake up!" Pan Yuyan pushed Ye Fan, who was sleeping in the air, with some panic on his face.
She knew very well how precious Ye Fan's rare Qi training method was, so she was worried that others would know about it.
This morning, she happened to see Mark's secret, but Mark didn't argue with her, let alone threaten her not to tell it.
It can be seen that Ye Fan believes in her.
Pan Yuyan didn't know why she was so worried about Mark.
Ye Fan was interrupted by Pan Yuyan, and a burst of fierce energy suddenly erupted from his body, causing Pan Yuyan to fall to the ground.
"Um?!"
Ye Fan woke up from his dream, jumped up, and quickly stepped forward to help Pan Yuyan up.
"Are you okay?" Ye Fan smiled awkwardly, "I forgot to tell you, if I enter this state, a circle of energy will automatically form on my body to protect me."
Although Pan Yuyan was knocked away, Ye Fan withdrew his strength in time and she was not harmed.
"Your kung fu is really amazing!" Pan Yuyan exclaimed, and asked a little shyly: "You...can you teach me?"
"Teach?" Ye Fan was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal to teach you. It's just that this skill... is not suitable for girls."
"Why?" Pan Yuyan hesitated secretly and said regretfully: "It's okay if you have something to hide."
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong. When I first learned it, I was a solitary student. It is not considered a sect inheritance." Ye Fan smiled, "But girls are really not suitable."
"Isn't it all kung fu? Men and women are equal, what's wrong with it?" Pan Yuyan curled her lips and snorted angrily: "You can't bear it, right?"
"What's so reluctant about it?" Ye Fan laughed.
"I don't believe in other people, why can't I believe in you?
You can practice it if you want, but you have to be mentally prepared. This skill will greatly stimulate male hormones when you first practice it.
This state will last for several months, with hair growing rapidly and upper body fat shrinking sharply.
When girls practice, the hair on their hands and legs will be scary, and their breasts will be several sizes smaller."
Ye Fan looked Pan Yuyan up and down, "Think about it, no matter how well-developed a woman is, her breasts are only that big. If you fall from D to A, why don't you beat me to death?"
"you……"
Pan Yuyan's beautiful eyes were so angry that she quickly covered her proud breasts and said angrily: "Shut up!"
"So, why don't you practice..." Ye Fan said with a cautious smile.
"I won't practice! I won't practice even if I kill you!" Pan Yuyan shook her head immediately without even thinking about it.
Ye Fan smiled, looked at his watch, and frowned: "Hey, it's only two o'clock, why is it so noisy outside? Didn't you say it won't start until three o'clock?"
"We have to start getting ready." Pan Yuyan arranged her clothes, "Let's go out."
"okay."
Ye Fan and Pan Yuyan walked out of the tent side by side.
At this time, the others were ready and were listening to Pan Yunhai and Boss Pan explain the details.
"Daughter, son-in-law, are you awake?"
Pan Yunhai happily pulled Ye Fan to the front of the group.
Boss Pan looked solemn and said to his four juniors: "We, the representatives of the Pan family, headed by Ye Fan, do you have any objections?"
"No!"
Before Boss Pan's juniors could express their stance, Zhou Xiong and the others shouted in agreement.
Those three middle-aged people were not idiots, so they could naturally see how high Ye Fan's reputation was among these people.
Strictly speaking, although they are more than ten or twenty years older than Ye Fan, they are considered peers.
It's just that they still can't accept having a young man who is not yet 30 years old as the team leader.
"Three eldest brothers, please cooperate a lot. As long as I am here, I will definitely be able to guarantee my Pan family's place in the Bagu Martial Arts Association!"
Ye Fan bowed his hands to the three middle-aged men.
The three middle-aged men nodded reluctantly and returned the greeting perfunctorily.