The next morning, Ye Fan got up early as usual to do morning exercises.
As his knowledge broadened and his enemies became stronger, he felt that he had to make progress, otherwise he would probably die if he encountered a strong opponent.
This time, Ye Fan did not practice killing skills. He found a footwork practice in the sea of consciousness. After all, he could not fight with people again and again.
The footwork is called windward willow step. It is not only catchy, but also simple and effective. You can easily dodge the attacks of powerful enemies while waiting for the opportunity to kill or run away.
Two hours later, Ye Fan felt that his footwork was somewhat improved, so he returned to the kitchen to make breakfast.
To his surprise, bread, ham and milk were already placed on the dining table. They didn't look good, but they were still steaming hot.
"came back?"
At this time, Tang Ruoxue walked out of the kitchen, holding a plate with two broken eggs on it.
"Just in time, I just made breakfast, let's eat it together while it's hot."
Seeing Ye Fan's surprised look, Tang Ruoxue said with a touch of pride: "Although it doesn't look good, it tastes pretty good."
Ye Fan coughed: "In memory, this seems to be your first time making breakfast, right?"
"Are you going to eat? If not, get out of here."
Tang Ruoxue rolled her eyes at Ye Fan: "If you don't eat, I will eat alone."
She finally had time to cook and spent an hour making breakfast. However, Ye Fan looked hesitant, which made her very unhappy.
"Eat, eat, how can you not eat?"
Ye Fan immediately responded, washed his hands and sat at the dining table, picked up half an egg and took a bite.
Tang Ruoxue asked expectantly: "How is it?"
She just tried it in the kitchen and it seemed a bit unpalatable, but she thought it was probably delicious to Mark.
"flutter--"
Ye Fan rushed into the kitchen and spit into the trash can: "It tastes bad!"
No face given at all.
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face suddenly turned ugly: "Can't you just give me some face and just eat it?"
"No, because it's too salty and unpalatable. You can eat this breakfast by yourself."
Ye Fan rinsed his mouth, picked up the milk and drank it: "I'll go back to the hospital to eat my mother's lean meat rice noodles."
After he finished speaking, he walked and shook his head and walked toward the door with a graceful pace.
Tang Ruoxue shouted: "Ye Fan!"
Ye Fan was stunned, turned around and responded: "Is there anything else?"
Tang Ruoxue said with a straight face: "You go to the hospital to have breakfast, what will I eat?"
"Aren't you going to make do with these things on the table?"
Ye Fan replied leisurely: "Then just make do with it."
Although Tang Ruoxue had changed a bit after several incidents, after thinking about it, Ye Fan decided to keep a little distance from Tang Ruoxue.
This woman is emotionally out of control. When she is good, she is as gentle as a spring breeze, but when she is bad, she is heart-wrenching.
So the thought of getting back together was killed before it even came up.
Tang Ruoxue was a little anxious: "You think it tastes bad, how can I make do with it? I don't care, I also want to eat breakfast."
Ye Fan gave some advice: "You can order takeout, or go out to eat, or go back to Taohua No. 1."
As he spoke, he slipped out.
"Ye Fan!"
Tang Ruoxue suddenly shouted loudly, with a hint of crying in her voice:
"You bastard, didn't you promise to take good care of me?"
Ye Fan ran faster than a rabbit.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan got into Song Hongyan's Ferrari.
The car is dazzling, the woman is elegant, and there is a nice smell of perfume, and the beauty in the car is nothing more than that.
"How did you sleep last night?"
While the car was moving forward, Song Hongyan said something with a smile, but when she said the word "sleep", she put extra emphasis and force.
"It's nothing, I just poured her a glass of milk and then stayed at the door all night."
Ye Fan smiled and replied:
"Originally I wanted to go back to Jin Zhilin, but there was no one in the Tang family and she was afraid, so I had to stay."
After hearing what Ye Fan said, Song Hongyan's pretty face became much softer, but she still took the time to squeeze Ye Fan:
"You stayed with me all night. Do you know that I also stayed with you at the door all night?"
"If I had not known that Tang Ruoxue was frightened, I would have rushed in and pulled you out."
As always, she did not hide her jealousy: "I don't care, you have to stay at my house tonight."
Ye Fan let out an ouch, then grabbed the little hand: "Okay, okay, I'll spend the night with your cat another day."
"That's pretty much it."
Song Hongyan smiled cutely, confusing all living beings, and then changed the subject:
"By the way, all the bodies of Jiang Shihao and others were burned. It was publicized that a gas leak caused a fire and burned down the entire Jiang family villa."
"The truth of the matter has been sealed to the maximum extent, but people with energy can still find out a few things."
She added: "So there will be no less trouble in the future."
Ye Fan leaned on the seat: "What's the trouble?"
"First, Jiang Shihao's death is equivalent to breaking the agreement. Jiang Hualong will leave the country and will do whatever it takes to retaliate against the Genting Club."
Song Hongyan's pretty face returned to seriousness, and she analyzed the situation one by one:
"But destroying Jiang Shihao and other five hundred elites would be equivalent to destroying Jiang Hualong's layout over the years. He will not be able to make big waves in Zhonghai."
"Secondly, you killed Tianlei, Zhuifeng and Xuyu, coupled with Ji Dian's untimely death, this will probably lead to Ba Jian's revenge."
"Compared to Jiang Hualong, who is plotting the whole of Zhonghai, a killer like Ba Jian is more troublesome."
"There are traces of the former's actions. Once Ba Jian carries out an assassination, we will probably die a lot of people."
"Third, if Jiang Shihao is dead, Nangong Xiong and the others will definitely use the situation to their advantage."
"Even if they knew that Jiang Shihao was the first to cause trouble, they would only accuse us of violating the agreement, and the Wu League would probably join forces with all parties to suppress us."
There was a gleam in her eyes: "The days ahead will be very difficult."
Ye Fan asked: "Is there any whereabouts of Jiang Hualong and Ba Jian?"
"What? Want to strike first?"
Song Hongyan smiled tenderly:
"It's just that there is no trace of them. Jiang Hualong is outside the country and is hiding like a turtle. It's hard to find him unless he shows up."
"As for Ba Jian, there has been no news for many years. We don't even know whether he is dead or alive. It is difficult to lock him down."
"But don't worry, I will spread all my manpower throughout Zhonghai and keep an eye on their whereabouts."
"No matter what, we must reduce the lethality of their hidden attacks."
Ye Fan could feel the pressure from Song Hongyan and thought that he must become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise he would be really passive when encountering strong enemies.
He asked hesitantly: "Is there a permanent solution?"
"have!"
Song Hongyan joked:
"If you make friends with Chu Shuai, the leader of the Truman family who started the Zhonghai family, and get his support, let alone you, Zhonghai will be fine for ten years."
When she talked about Chu Shuai, her eyes glowed with admiration for the peerless strong man.
"The person in charge of Truman?"
Ye Fan was slightly startled: "Can he intimidate Jiang Hualong and Ba Jian?"
"Of course."
Song Hongyan smiled and replied:
"Because his three incompetent men are also famous in the killer world."
