After his skills entered the realm, Ye Fan felt much more sensitive.
Although he did not find the suspicious person at first glance, he felt a little more alert.
That feeling was like being secretly targeted by a beast.
"Crash" at this moment, the corner ahead suddenly became noisy and lively, making this quiet place full of vitality.
Then, Ye Fan saw several female tour guides appearing with flags, followed by nearly a hundred young junior high school students.
They carried schoolbags and kettles on their backs, with excitement on their faces and chattering, and took their mobile phones to shoot the imperial kitchen.
It was like a student who came to Bailian Mountain for an autumn outing and was here to check in with the internet celebrity.
Ye Fan's vigilance dissipated a little, and his expression became softer, as if he had returned to his youth.
"Brother is so handsome, let's take a photo together."
When nearly 100 junior high school students were scattering their free activities, Ye Fan also carried the takeaway around them and prepared to go home.
Suddenly, seven or eight girls surrounded him with a hurrah.
They rushed to Ye Fan happily, and then took the selfie stick and asked for a photo.
Ye Fan was stunned at first. He was not a big star or a peerless handsome guy. How could these students take photos with him?
He wanted to refuse and leave, but found that his hands and feet were being hugged by the girl. They smiled cleverly and took more than a dozen large photos with Ye Fan.
"These little girls are addicted to filming and treat themselves as check-in points."
A thought flashed out in Ye Fan's mind, giving up struggling and following them to take photos.
At this moment, Ye Fan saw a tour guide smiling at him. A simple smile made Ye Fan tense up instantly.
With a smile, the beautiful tour guide raised his left hand and pointed the flag at Ye Fan a little.
A cold light flashed by.
Seven cow capillary needles were shot over quickly.
Ye Fan climbed a cold air on his back, and he threw away seven or eight girls who were pestering him, and then smashed the embroidery needle with takeout.
He dared not avoid it. Once he rolled, the girls on both sides and behind him would inevitably suffer.
"Pu" all seven cow capillary needles were sank into the lunch box, as if stones were sunk to the sea and disappeared.
The beautiful tour guide narrowed his eyes slightly, and the flag in his hand was a little bit.
This time, nine thin needles were shot out, not only at Ye Fan, but also at several girls.
Ye Fan took the takeaway again and sank five embroidery needles into the girl. Then he flew with his left hand and shot three embroidery needles at the girl.
However, the last embroidery needle was about to hit the girl's neck. Ye Fan had no time to knock it away, so he could only reach out and grab it.
He grabbed the embroidery needle into his hand.
"Yeah" the palm hurts.
Ye Fan looked down and found that his palm was black in an instant.
The violent toxin exploded instantly, and Ye Fan's left shoulder became numb in an instant.
He clenched his teeth and stared at the beautiful tour guide coldly.
He already knew that the other party was a killer and the one who came to take his own life.
"Tour guide, tour guide, we have taken more than ten photos with this brother. Remember to send us red envelopes."
Seven or eight young and energetic girls did not find any clues, and they didn't even see the deadly embroidery needle. They happily surrounded the beautiful tour guide with their mobile phones.
"Okay, you did a good job, each person has a small red envelope."
The beautiful tour guide glanced at Ye Fan with a smile, and then gave the girl eight red envelopes.
Ye Fan let out a long breath, and now he understood why the girl hugged her and took a photo. It turned out that she was lured and instigated by a beautiful tour guide.
Use girls to entangle their hands and feet, make themselves lose their agility, and then use the crowd to break their thoughts of dodging, and finally use poison needles to kill themselves.
The red envelope of a few dozen yuan has greatly reduced his combat effectiveness. Ye Fan has to admit that this woman is both vicious and cunning.
"Pu" Ye Fan shook his body, threw away the takeaway, and knelt on the ground with a disgusting expression.
"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this, several girls asked curiously: "Are you sick?"
"You guys go away."
Ye Fan pushed them away.
He knew that these girls were used by the tour guide, but Ye Fan still didn't want to involve them.
"This brother probably has heatstroke."
The beautiful tour guide smiled and dispersed the little girl: "You guys go and play, I'll help him."
While speaking, she approached Ye Fan lightly, the flag danced and the sound of the sound of the beautiful face was pleasing to the eye in the sun.
Many male diners passing by were slightly in a daze and were fascinated by the beautiful tour guide's smile.
The little boy can't extricate himself.
"Are you okay?"
The beautiful tour guide didn't care about other people's eyes, but just smiled calmly and came to Ye Fan: "Can't you move?"
"Who are you?"
Ye Fan coughed and said with difficulty: "I don't seem to know you, why do you have to deal with me?"
"What did you say?
Why can't I understand?"
The beautiful tour guide looked at Ye Fan with an innocent look on his face, then stretched out his slender hand to hold Ye Fan's arm: "I'll help you sit in a cool place."
Obviously, she didn't want Ye Fan to die in public either.
Ye Fan had shortness of breath: "What if I said I couldn't go?"
"Okay, I'll help you to rest in the pavilion."
The beautiful tour guide smiled and reminded: "Don't yell, so as not to let the children be frightened and affected."
Then, she completely ignored Ye Fan's will and helped Ye Fan walk towards the birch forest in the distance.
There is a small pavilion with bleak leaves.
Few people are here.
Ye Fan looked like he was confrontational, but his remaining strength was quickly suppressed, and his body was uncontrollably supported and moved forward.
At the slaughter of others.
Soon, the beautiful tour guide put Ye Fan in the pavilion, picked up a leaf and smiled and said, "The breath of winter is so good."
When she said this, her pretty face was sad. Those who don’t know would think that she was just a sad girl.
Ye Fan spoke word by word: "Who are you?"
"If you have another good poem, it would be perfect."
The beautiful female tour guide tidied up Ye Fan's clothes, then pressed her ear to breathe like orchids: "Wild grass and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the sunset at Wuyi Lane is slanted."
"In the old days, the swallows in front of the King and Xie Hall flew into the homes of ordinary people."
Her voice is very magnetic, and she looks delicate, with every frown and smile, and a classical atmosphere.
A song about Wuyi Lane is not only full of affection, but also turns the traffic of the past into a deserted place, and the loneliness and bleakness are fully displayed.
After reading it, she said softly: "Does it sound good?"
Ye Fan nodded: "It sounds nice."
The beautiful tour guide smiled charmingly: "It's good to like it. I'll meet again in the next life. I'll read it to you."
"You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?"
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I'm going to die, can you tell me your name?
Let me die?”
"No problem, you can call me Shen Hongxiu."
With a smile, the beautiful tour guide fell down the flag in his right hand, blocked the dagger flashing out of his left hand, and stabbed Ye Fan's heart.
Proficient, just, and with an indescribable slight and light cloud.
"Bang" Just as the dagger was about to stab Ye Fan's heart, one hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
With a click, Chen Hongsweather's left hand broke.