Chief No. 1 and his entourage came and left quickly.
only--
Before leaving the Hangzhou International Conference Center, Director No. 1 found a quiet living room to talk secretly with Chen Fan for half an hour.
As for what the two people said during that half hour, no outsider knows.
However, all this is enough to prove that the trip to Hangzhou by Chief No. 1 and his team was for Chen Fan.
Before leaving, Director No. 1 did not send Chen Fan and Zhou Pingchuan to the airport, but asked Zhou Pingchuan to go back and host the business exchange activities again.
For this reason, Zhou Pingchuan naturally did not dare to have any objections.
In the parking lot of the Hangzhou International Conference Center, watching the car of Chief No. 1 and his entourage leave, Zhou Pingchuan slowly withdrew his gaze and gave Chen Fan a complicated look. He had many questions in his mind, but he didn't ask them. Instead, he smiled.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, are you still going up?"
"No, Secretary Zhou, I have some personal matters that need to be dealt with. Let Uncle Xiao and Mr. Ximan accompany you up." Chen Fan thought for a while and said.
Zhou Pingchuan didn't care and smiled: "Okay."
Later, Zhou Pingchuan, Chang Xin and others re-entered the International Convention Center to continue the business exchange activities, but Dai Fu stayed with Chen Fan.
"My dear, are you waiting for Nalan Xiangxiang?" In the empty parking lot, Daifu asked softly when she saw Chen Fan taking out a cigarette and took the initiative to light it for Chen Fan.
Chen Fan took a deep breath of the cigarette, nodded slightly, and then stared into Dai Fu's wise blue eyes, knowing that Dai Fu was sure that she would get sick after seeing Nalan Xiangxiang, so she traveled thousands of miles.
Arrive in Hangzhou.
Thinking of this, Chen Fan subconsciously wanted to say something, but Dai Fu blocked his mouth with her white and tender palms.
"My dear, I said that tulips will always bloom only for you." Dave said softly: "I know that from the moment you made the entire British Peninsula tremble, I can't help you. The only thing I can do is
It means appearing in front of me when you need me most. Just like that day, when I needed you most, you appeared in front of me like the God of War."
Hearing what Dai Fu said, Chen Fan smiled bitterly and swallowed the word "thank you" that was on his lips.
"Dev, you go up and participate in the exchange activities." Chen Fan sighed.
Dev nodded and said, "Okay!"
After the words fell, Dev stopped staying and turned around and walked towards the conference center.
Because... she knew that Chen Fan asked her to do this for two reasons.
Firstly, I wanted to repay Zhou Pingchuan's kindness - if she, the vice president of the Nar Group, participated in the exchange activities, the activity would be more valuable.
Furthermore, Chen Fan wanted to see Nalan Xiangxiang alone.
The moment she walked out of the parking lot, Dev couldn't help but look back at Chen Fan in the distance.
In the distance, Chen Fan stood there quietly with a cigarette in his mouth, waiting for Nalan Xiangxiang to appear.
At this moment, his body was far from as straight as the No. 1 leader he had seen before, but... slightly rickety.
Looking at the slightly rickety figure, Dave felt a slight pain in her heart.
But she did not stop, but stepped into the conference center without looking back.
Because she knew that accidentally killing Nalan Xiangxiang's sister was the only thing in Chen Fan's life that he felt he had done wrong, and it was the biggest demon in Chen Fan's heart - otherwise, Chen Fan wouldn't still be there because of this incident.
Opt out of Longya.
If Chen Fan wants to recover from his post-war psychological syndrome, he must eliminate this inner demon, and this can only be achieved if Chen Fan does it himself.
"Nalan Xiangxiang, may God protect you from being as stupid as a pig!"
Entering the conference center building, Dave couldn't help but clenched her fists, her expression cold yet strong.
…
Ten minutes later, Nalan Xiangxiang, who was wearing a purple evening dress, walked out of the International Convention Center accompanied by Jia Pingan.
Seeing the two figures from a distance, Chen Fan dropped his cigarette butt, stamped it out, let out a deep breath, and went straight to meet them.
At the door of the building, Jia Ping'an, who was nearly two meters tall, immediately saw Chen Fan in the distance. His heart trembled. Without saying a word, he pressed Nalan Xiangxiang's shoulder: "Xiangxiang, there he is."
Nalan Xiangxiang was startled by Jia Pingan's actions at first, then when she heard Jia Pingan's words, she subconsciously looked towards Chen Fan.
When she saw Chen Fan walking towards her and Jia Ping'an with a complicated expression, she did not feel the slightest fear. Instead, she bit her lip and said, "What are you afraid of? Let's walk over. I want to see what he wants to do."
!”
Jia Pingan walked silently at the front of Nalan Xiangxiang, his eyes narrowed into the most dangerous needle shape, and his muscles were tense, like a beast ready to attack, giving its prey a fatal blow at any time.
In the huge parking lot, apart from the armed policemen on guard duty, there were only three people, Chen Fan, Nalan Xiangxiang, and Jia Ping'an.
The armed policemen on guard duty unanimously turned their attention to the three of them.
As they watched, the distance between Chen Fan, Nalan Xiangxiang, and Jia Pingan continued to shrink.
Shrink, shrink, shrink again...
Gradually, the three of them met and stopped in unison, two meters apart from each other.
Looking at Nalan Xiangxiang in front of him, the scene when he accidentally killed the innocent woman flashed in his mind. Chen Fan's heart twitched slightly, and he tried his best to suppress the violence in his heart with terrifying willpower.
Angry, his expression remained calm.
"What do you want to do?" Seeing Chen Fan looking at Nalan Xiangxiang, Jia Ping'an stood in front of Chen Fan like a mountain and asked coldly.
Obviously, as the adopted son of Nalan Yongke, he has no good feelings towards Chen Fan, the murderer of his god-sister!
"Please let me say a few words to her." Chen Fan felt the crazy fighting spirit emerging from Jia Ping'an and said calmly.
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Jia Ping'an frowned, his fighting spirit undiminished. It seemed that... deep down in his heart, he was not convinced that Nalan Yongke said that he couldn't even take Chen Fan's five moves, and wanted to give it a try.
"Ping'an, step back." At this time, Nalan Xiangxiang walked around Jia Ping'an, stood in front of Chen Fan, and sneered: "I would like to hear what he said."
Seeing Nalan Xiangxiang's actions and hearing Nalan Xiangxiang's words, Chen Fan subconsciously took a step forward.
Jia Ping'an, who was originally nervous and always ready to attack to stop Chen Fan, saw Chen Fan take a step, his expression changed, and without saying a word, he took a step forward and pushed with his big hand.
This time, Jia Pingan used Yang Style Tai Chi Push Hands.
At first glance, it looked extremely slow and limp with no strength at all, but when it got close to Chen Fan's body, it suddenly exerted force!
"Huh~"
When Jia Ping'an exerted his force, there was a sound of breaking through the air.
If there are martial arts masters present at this time, it can be seen at a glance that Jia Ping'an's push hands has reached its peak and has reached the highest level of push hands - the god.
The so-called divine realm means that the energy generated is rounded, the energy released is released, and the clothes fall down immediately!
Facing Jia Ping'an's powerful push, Chen Fan's body tensed instinctively, but he did not dodge or take action, but... stood quietly on the spot.
"Bang!"
An instant later, Jia Ping'an touched Chen Fan's body, and a huge force hit Chen Fan without any reservation.
The next moment, Jia Ping'an felt as if his pushing hand had hit a copper wall. His mouth felt numb, and the huge force of the shock made him take a step back involuntarily.
As the saying goes, an expert can tell if something is wrong as soon as he makes a move.
Just one move, Jia Ping'an's face changed wildly!
After all, Chen Fan stood there without dodging and allowed him to attack, but Chen Fan still stood there as if nothing was wrong.
"Hard Qigong?" Jia Ping'an's face was solemn, and he began to believe that Nalan Yongke was not trying to scare him. Chen Fan's strength was not at the same level as him.
Chen Fan exhaled slowly and looked at Jia Pingan, who had a serious expression on his face: "I don't want to fight with you."
Hearing what Chen Fan said, and then thinking that he had not hurt Chen Fan by striking first, Jia Ping'an thought for a while, and the fighting spirit in his body suddenly disappeared, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes when he looked at Chen Fan.
Jia Ping'an, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, was shocked by Chen Fan's terrifying martial arts. Although Nalan Xiangxiang did not practice martial arts, she could still see the fishiness in it.
However, there was no trace of surprise on her face. She just looked at Chen Fan with all her might. There was no concealment of the deep-seated hatred in her eyes. She felt like she wanted to tear Chen Fan to pieces.
"Bao'er, are you okay?" Sensing the hatred emerging in Nalan Xiangxiang's eyes, Chen Fan didn't pay attention, but asked with a slightly guilty tone.
Baoer?!
Before, she had thought that Chen Fan would tell her in a condescending tone when he came over, asking her to give up her futile struggle and stop thinking about revenge; she also thought that Chen Fan might have a conscience and say sorry to her.
She never dreamed that the first thing Chen Fan said was not her sister, but Bao'er!
This made her startled.
After a brief daze, Nalan Xiangxiang's mind flashed to the scene of Bao'er being awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night, hiding in her arms and trembling. The hatred in her eyes was even more obvious, and she heard her coldly say: "Bao'er, how are you?
, has nothing to do with you!"
Chen Fan was silent.
"You don't have to pretend to care about Bao'er!" Nalan Xiangxiang said with hatred on her face: "If it weren't for you, Bao'er wouldn't have lost his parents!"
Lost a parent?
Hearing these four words, Chen Fan's expression changed: "What happened to Bao'er's father?"
"What's wrong? Do you have the nerve to ask?" Nalan Xiangxiang's teeth itched with hatred.
Chen Fan's heart moved, and he immediately guessed something, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
"You'd better not go see Bao'er!" Seeing that Chen Fan didn't speak, Nalan Xiangxiang clenched her fists and said word by word: "Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you even if I become a ghost!"
"Okay, I won't go." Chen Fan sighed softly, and the color in his eyes dimmed. At first glance, his eyes looked like those of a dying old man.
His face was full of guilt and remorse.
Seeing this scene, Jia Ping'an's heart moved slightly, while Nalan Xiangxiang continued to sneer: "You don't have to pretend to be guilty in front of us! Let me tell you, you are just a murderer! A murderer can't do anything.
The blinking executioner!"
Executioner!
Hearing these three words, Chen Fan's heart trembled violently, the suppressed anger in his body instantly surged out, and the cold murderous intent spread with his body as the center of the circle.
Sensing Chen Fan's sudden murderous intent, Jia Ping'an's face changed wildly and he hurriedly stepped forward. Nalan Xiangxiang was also shocked, feeling cold from head to toe.
However, stimulated by hatred, she still raised her head stubbornly and looked directly into Chen Fan's vaguely scarlet eyes: "What? I can't continue acting, are you going to reveal the true face of the executioner?
If someone hits you, I, Nalan Xiangxiang, am not afraid of you. If you have the ability, just kill me!"
"Huh...huh..."
Nalan Xiangxiang's words rang in his ears. Seeing Nalan Xiangxiang's gnashing of teeth, Chen Fan's breathing became rapid. He gritted his teeth and slowly unclenched his clenched fists.
Without answering, he turned and walked towards his Bentley car.
Facing Chen Fan's departure, Jia Pingan was slightly surprised, while Nalan Xiangxiang stared at Chen Fan's back until Chen Fan drove away.
At the same time, in front of a floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the conference center.
Dev, dressed in a professional suit, quietly watched everything happening in the parking lot.
When she saw Chen Fan's car rushing into the street like a steel monster, she immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed a number, saying coldly: "Follow Mr. Chen and report to me in five minutes!"
"yes!"
A deep voice came from the receiver.
"Valuing friendship, being principled and having a bottom line in doing things is the biggest weakness of the Butcher." After hanging up the phone, Dev narrowed her eyes and stared at Nalan Xiangxiang. Her voice was as cold as coming from the abyss of the Nine Netherworld: "Nalan Xiangxiang
, you stupid woman, you shouldn’t stupidly use this to attack him, really… you shouldn’t!”
After the words fell, Dave's fists were clenched tightly.
Those blue eyes were full of cold light!
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