An hour later, the Vatican Mansion, the residence where Vatican once lived.
"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"
"This bastard is either sowing dissension or making fun of the imperial master."
"I have to kill him with one shot."
In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Fan Bapeng kept turning like a trapped animal.
Compared with Fandansi's calmness and carefulness, Fan Bapeng is more irritable and impulsive.
Especially when it comes to women, it's like touching his back.
Back then, he dared to kill even the nephew of a Wall Street boss for a female star.
Now that Luo Yunyun was offended, Fan Bapeng wanted to cut Ye Fan into pieces with a thousand knives.
Several of Prince Brahma's subordinates felt their scalps go numb when they saw this, and subconsciously stood farther away to avoid harming the fish in the pond.
"Eighth Prince, don't mess around."
Luo Yunyun walked to the sofa and sat down in a black windbreaker, her whole body instantly outlined into graceful curves:
"Longdu is Ye Fan's territory. He needs people, money, and guns."
"He is also an expert in the realm, why are you trying to fight him?"
"Even people like Van Downs have suffered a loss. Not only did they lose their medical school, but they also broke their legs. You are just looking for death if you fight head-on."
"The Brahma Lord asked you to follow me to China, not to kill you, but to handle the matter properly."
"Who can resist being angry in this life?"
"I've been offended, humiliated, trampled on, it doesn't matter."
"As long as the eldest prince is redeemed at the minimum price, all humiliation will be nothing but a stepping stone to ascending to the throne."
"No matter how angry I am, in the future I will control the advantageous resources and just pay them back ten times or a hundred times."
Luo Yunyun leaned back slightly, her legs folded together, and the smooth toes of her shoes reflected her charming face.
Although today's negotiation ended unhappily, Luo Yunyun had already found a gap.
Ye Fan's obsession with her is like the natural lavender scent of his body, which cannot be restrained from spreading.
Man, haha, Luo Yunyun smiled and tightened his black windbreaker.
"I also want to complete the task well, and I also want to negotiate well with Mark."
Fan Bapeng stared at Luo Yunyun with fiery eyes, especially those straight and flawless long legs, which made him breathe quickly:
"But you have also seen that Ye Fan has no sincerity in negotiating with us, let alone letting us take people away easily."
"The conditions he offered were either 50 billion or my arm. He wants to eat swan meat and wants you to stay."
"I cannot agree to any of these three conditions, and the king will not let me lose my power and humiliate the country."
"If Ye Fan insists on doing this, let's not talk about it. Let's face each other."
"The fact that the Vatican country bows its head does not mean that the Vatican country is incompetent. It just wants to reduce major issues to trivial matters and ease the resistance of various countries to Vatican medicine."
"If the fish is really going to die and the net is broken, it's not certain who will be unlucky."
"Don't forget, our ancestor is coming out soon. He has broken through, and Ye Fan's realm is not good enough."
Fan Bapeng seems to be putting Ye Fan on the death list.
"Eighth Prince, why are you still so impulsive?"
Luo Yunyun waved a few of his men out: "I have already said that Mark is not someone to mess with."
"Although our ancestors are powerful, it still needs some time to break through."
"Even if you pass the test, you won't be able to come to Longdu in a short time."
"If you want the ancestors to deal with Ye Fan, it may be difficult to do so this year."
"And other masters from the Brahma Kingdom can't deal with Shenzhou and Ye Fan."
"Also, although Mark's conditions are harsh, it does not mean that there is no room for negotiation."
"In today's contact, can't you see that he is willing to accept the soft side rather than the tough one?"
"As long as we show weakness, he will lower his conditions..."
She pinched out a lady's cigarette, lit it and blew out a puff of smoke, her eyes flashing with interest in Mark.
Luo Yunyun thought of Ye Fan's obsession when he saw her, and how he was out of control and confused by herself.
There was a hint of playfulness in the depths of her eyes.
Fan Bapeng raised his head in dissatisfaction: "You have been cowarded enough today, and you still want to show weakness to him?"
"In a few days, I will ask Ye Fan to have dinner."
Luo Yunyun looked at Fan Bapeng and said softly:
"I will go alone then, so don't follow me."
"You have a bad temper and are prone to tit-for-tat confrontations with Mark."
She made a decision: "I can control my emotions and bargain better."
"Are you going to see Mark alone?"
Fan Bapeng's face suddenly darkened: "Don't you know that Ye Fan covets you, the national master?"
"If you go there alone, it's easy for Ye Fan to eat you and your bones together."
"He will definitely use any means to get you and trample on you."
He also made up his mind: "I will not let you, Imperial Master, take risks alone."
"Eighth Prince, I am the leader of the envoy and the real decision-maker. You are just a facilitator, sent by the Brahma Lord to be gilded."
Luo Yunyun's voice turned cold: "Follow my command in everything, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences!"
Fan Bapeng also became stronger: "It is related to the safety and reputation of the national master. I will never let you have an appointment alone."
"I have made a decision, I will deal with Ye Fan's redemption of Fandansi."
Luo Yunyun put down her legs: "You start planning to deal with Tang Ruoxue, don't say any more."
"Are you going to use a beauty trap on Mark?"
Seeing Luo Yunyun going his own way, Fan Bapeng couldn't stop clenching his fist.
"Or are you attracted to Mark?"
When he said the last sentence, his eyes turned blood red again.
"Let's work separately these days, don't interfere with my plans."
Luo Yunyun ignored Fan Bapeng, put out her lady's cigarette and stood up, preparing to go back to her room and have a good rest.
"stop!"
Seeing that Luo Yunyun did not answer him directly, Fan Bapeng's voice was full of anger:
"Are you attracted to Mark?"
He yelled: "Answer me, right?"
Luo Yunyun didn't stop, her shoes knocked on the ground and she moved forward slowly.
Fan Bapeng shouted: "Throw away your clothes."
Luo Yunyun still didn't look back.
Fan Bapeng roared again: "Leave Ye Fan's windbreaker to me."
Luo Yunyun reached out to open the door.
"Whoosh——"
Fan Bapeng could no longer hold back and rushed behind Luo Yunyun.
He ripped off Luo Yunyun's black trench coat with a 'stab' sound.
"Throw it away, throw it away, throw it away!"
Fan Bapeng seemed to be going crazy and tearing his black trench coat.
The clothes were like a thorn in his side, making him jealous and uncomfortable.
Moreover, his hysteria not only caused him to take off his windbreaker, but also tore a hole in Luo Yunyun's coat.
The clothes are torn, the skin is in the eyes, the white and fragrant smell is extremely irritating to the eyeballs.
"Ye Fan has no right to blaspheme you!"
Fan Bapeng's pupils suddenly turned blood red: "You are mine!"
He threw away the tattered clothes in his hands and pounced on Luo Yunyun like a vicious wolf.
He wanted to knock this woman down, he wanted to trample on this woman, and he wanted to vent the anger he had accumulated for a long time.
Luo Yunyun did not panic or dodge, but her face was as cold as frost.
Then, she swung her slender and beautiful palms high.
The next second, she slapped Fan Bapeng on the face.
Fan Bapeng screamed and flew out, hitting the floor glass before stopping.
That twisted and terrifying face had five more fingerprints, but the madness gradually faded away.
"waste!"
Luo Yunyun took out a tissue and wiped her palms, her eyes emotionless:
"Evan can turn you into a mad dog and bite people by setting up a trap with just a piece of clothing."
"You are so different from him."
"Ye Fan, I will settle it."
"You, contact Principal Tang to deal with Tang Ruoxue!"
