Ye Fan looked Zhu Wanting up and down, making her feel uncomfortable.
"Miss Zhu, if you don't tell the truth, then I'd better contact your father and let you two have a good chat!"
"Don't!"
Zhu Wanting stood up excitedly like a little tabby cat whose tail was stepped on.
"You don't have to be afraid. If there is a reason for your trouble, I will consider whether to take you in." Ye Fan said in a low voice.
Zhu Wanting hesitated for a while, pursed her red lips slightly, and said angrily: "It's not because of my dad! He knows a young man named Li from somewhere and insists that I get in touch with him.
As a result, on the first day we met, the young master wanted to get me into bed. If I hadn’t been clever, I might have been confused the first time!”
"Huh?" Ye Fan frowned, "The young master named Li?"
"Yes." Zhu Wanting nodded repeatedly, "My father met me in Nanjiang. His name is Li Heting. He seems to be quite powerful. Even Mr. Long of Henghua Nightclub is very polite to him!"
"Li Huaiting." Ye Fan blurted out.
"Yes, yes, that's him!" Zhu Wanting nodded repeatedly, "Before this person, my dad had always wanted to bring the two of us together, and I quite approved of it.
But Li Huaiting came out and my dad helped him pull the red line. Humph, he just treated me as a commodity!"
"I know." Ye Fan didn't say anything, and smiled to himself: "Okay, you can stay here for now."
"Brother Ye, are you really willing to take me in?" Zhu Wanting was delighted.
"Even if I send you back, you will probably have to sneak out again. The society is too chaotic, and there are not many lively Lei Feng like me! Don't be grateful to me, who told me to have a bodhisattva heart? Go to bed quickly." Ye.
Fan nodded.
"But I still want to watch TV..."
"Look at you, go to bed!" Ye Fan shouted angrily with his hands on his waist.
The gratitude on Zhu Wanting's face turned into resentment, she wrinkled her nose in grievance, "Just go, why are you so harsh? You are so overbearing."
She stood up reluctantly and walked slowly to the guest room.
When Ye Fan saw Zhu Wanting sleeping, he went back to the master bedroom to rest.
At half past five in the morning, Ye Fan got up and washed up.
Zhu Wanting seemed to have very little sleep, even though Ye Fan was gentle, she was still woken up.
She wandered to the bathroom door and leaned lazily on the edge of the door, "Brother Ye, what are you doing so early?"
"Working." Ye Fan spit out the foam, took out a bank card from his wallet, and told Zhu Wanting the password, "There are still tens of thousands of dollars in it. You can go buy some daily necessities and a change of clothes in the morning."
"What about you?" Zhu Wanting was a little flustered.
"I don't know when I can come back." Ye Fan smiled, "You can stay here peacefully for now, and I will come find you when I have time."
Zhu Wanting's red lips parted slightly, "Brother Ye, do you... want to leave me alone? No, don't do this. I will listen to you carefully. Please don't leave, okay?"
She had never traveled far, and she used to be a powerful person in Liukou County, but she immediately gave up when she was alone outside.
Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh, "Damn girl, what are you thinking about? If I really don't care about you, will I take you home? I have something important to do later, so you can go and get some sleep."
"Brother Ye, why don't I wait for you to come back." Zhu Wanting was terrified, fearing that Ye Fan would just leave.
Ye Fan tilted his head, "That's okay. If I hadn't been so early, you would have solved it yourself!"
"Okay." Zhu Wanting nodded repeatedly.
Ye Fan walked out of the bathroom, locked the door of the master bedroom, and left the house in a hurry.
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky became brighter, and Ye Fan arrived on the top floor of Baida Shopping Mall on time.
The moment he stepped onto the top floor, a strong gust of wind hit him.
A "pop" sound broke through the air, and Ye Fan responded immediately.
He didn't block it, but fell backwards with his back, then twisted and rolled, retreating three meters away.
On the side of the safety exit door, a woman wearing a black tights stood Guerlain.
She is about 27 or 28 years old, very tall, with tight muscles in her legs and feet, a flat and shapely lower abdomen, and her plump breasts bulging out from her tights.
In terms of figure, this woman is definitely not as good as Dong Yuejun and Li Ruoxin.
But the strong tendon meat gives her a special charm.
"Are you Ye Fan?" The woman smiled coldly and slowly moved her long hair away from her face.
Suddenly, a heroic and beautiful face appeared in Ye Fan's eyes.
This woman's facial features are very beautiful, with sharp eyebrows and big eyes, blurred peach blossoms, a straight nose, enchanting red lips, and a heroic temperament on her body, just like a proudly erect snow lotus.
Ye Fan admired secretly and nodded cautiously: "Not bad. Who are you?"
"If you want to know my name, show me your skills first!"
The woman let out a sweet cry, the muscles in her arms trembled slightly, her thighs swelled, and her figure became a little uncoordinated.
"Tsk!"
She rushed towards Ye Fan suddenly, and a horizontal kick came in an instant.
"Puff puff……"
The sound of breaking through the air exploded, several times more powerful than the previous kick!
Ye Fan was startled, his arms curled up, and his muscles made a "crackling" sound.
"interesting!"
Ye Fan exhaled a breath, raised his fist and smashed it with the woman's horizontal kick.
With a muffled sound of "bang", the woman flew out backwards and took five steps back to stabilize her figure. Her hair was messy and she was quite embarrassed.
On the other hand, Ye Fan's face only turned slightly red and his feet did not move at all.
The woman looked in disbelief, "Have you reached twice your limit?"
Ye Fan shook his arm and smiled faintly: "You are not bad, you have reached your limit. I think it won't take a few years to be like me."
"Impossible!" The woman's face was still cold, "Two months ago, you just touched the threshold of the limit. Yesterday, you were only at the late limit level. You can't break through the limit in one day!"
Ye Fan touched his chin and smiled nonchalantly: "It's indeed impossible. But who said that this was my true strength two months ago?"
"..." The woman raised her eyebrows, "Are you hiding your clumsiness?"
"No." Ye Fan shook his head, "The situation is a bit special, and it's not convenient for me to explain it to you."
"Yuyan, it's okay, come back!"
At this time, an old man with white hair came out from behind the water tower not far away.
"Ye Fan, long time no see!" The white-haired old man smiled and waved to Ye Fan, his eyes full of relief: "You are very good, very good. It seems that Wang Chaoyang has picked up a treasure."
"Whoa!"
Ye Fan immediately gave a military salute to the white-haired old man: "Hello, Mr. Pan!"
Instructor Pan strode up to Ye Fan, returned the military salute, and then smiled and said: "Ye Fan, you deceived me so hard before.
If Liu Yaolong and the others hadn't reported yesterday that you had reached your ultimate peak, I might still have been kept in the dark by you!
But I never expected that you could continue to surprise me!"
Ye Fan responded with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Pan, I was injured two months ago and my strength has never recovered, making you laugh."
Instructor Pan waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay. Originally I planned to ask you to help me gather the number of people, but now it seems that I have to rely on you for everything!"
Ye Fan trembled and stood up straight: "Promise to complete the mission!"
"You don't have to be like this. You are not from our army, and I am not your boss. It would be too rigid to make the rules rigid!" Instructor Pan smiled politely, "We can be considered friends who have been together for many years. This trip is just a matter of time.
sorry to bother you."
"No trouble, no trouble." Ye Fan removed his military posture, "It's my honor to be able to help you."
"Good boy, you didn't even ask a question?" Instructor Pan laughed loudly, "You trust me too much, don't you?"
"No matter your qualifications or reputation, you have nothing to say in the military. If I were to be pretentious with you, wouldn't it be too low of my status?"
Ye Fan smiled respectfully.
"Okay, Ye Fan, I really saw you right!" Instructor Pan patted Ye Fan's shoulder affectionately, and then gave a wry smile.
"Ye Fan, I came to you shamelessly mainly because of what I said when we met last time."
"Bagu Martial Arts Tournament?" Ye Fan was stunned, "Instructor Pan, you plan to let me participate for you? No, there are not many masters in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament, and most of them have not even touched the threshold of the limit.
Even if they have qi training methods passed down from their families, ordinary extreme warriors can still deal with them."
"Ye Fan, you know a lot about the Bagu Martial Arts Association." Instructor Pan nodded.
"I've heard a little bit about it." Ye Fan smiled sarcastically.
He didn't dare to tell the truth to instructor Pan.
In his previous life, he was invited to participate in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament, but he was a representative of the military region and sat on the rostrum.
At that time, Ye Fan was already an internationally famous Chinese military king.
In order to expand the special group, the Chinese government wanted to recruit a group of talented people from these ancient martial arts families, so Ye Fan participated in the Bagu Martial Arts Association to select good seedlings.
Instructor Pan sighed, "This time the Baku Martial Arts Tournament is different from previous years."
"How to say?"
"Because this year is the centenary celebration. Those old families didn't know what they were crazy about. They changed the martial arts rules of previous years, canceled the evaluation standards for young warriors, and changed the age limit for participating in martial arts competitions from under thirty years old to
Under fifty!"
Generally speaking, the golden age of a warrior is more than 20 years old. At this stage, the strength can make a qualitative leap, and it will not stabilize until the age of 30 or 40, reaching the personal peak bottleneck.
After that, the warrior's cultivation will be very slow or even stagnant.
Only a very small number of warriors can break through the bottleneck and reach a higher peak, while the vast majority of people will only stay at this stage.
Most of the young warriors under the age of thirty are of similar strength, and they are all in a period of soaring strength.
But if even those middle-aged warriors in their thirties and forties can participate, then the young warriors will have no chance of winning.
As a result, the Bagu Martial Arts Association has also lost its significance in strengthening the potential of young warriors from major families.
Because for martial artists, unless they are one-of-a-kind monsters with naturally strong meridians, it would be difficult to reach the bottleneck of martial arts in life before the age of thirty, let alone break through the bottleneck and reach the peak.