Almost Luo Yunyun wrote down the address, the door was bumped away by the Van Bapeng whirlwind.
He reached out and pulled his note directly in his hand.
Baiyun Villa No. 16?
"National teacher, do you have to date Ye Fan?"
"Is this where you date Ye Fan?"
Van Ba Peng squeezed the note and looked at Luo Yunyun.
Although he suppressed his anger, his tone was still aggressive.
"I warned you not to get involved in Ye Fan, you just ignore me?"
Luo Yunyun's eyes have a bit of chill: "I have my own plan, you can do your own things."
"Do you want a beauty to deal with Ye Fanfei?"
Fan Bipeng asked: "Thinking of Ye Fan's blasphemy, I can't control the anger."
"You don't give me an answer today. I will not only bomb this Baiyun Villa No. 16, but I will also hold the thunder and Ye Fan."
His expression was very determined: "I will never endure you and him, even if you just want to play in the field."
His hatred for Ye Fan added three points.
Women have the sixth sense, and Van Ba Peng also has it. She always feels that Ye Fan will snatch Luo Yunyun.
Although he could not marry Luo Yunyun in his life, he still didn't want to see that the woman was defiled by Ye Fan.
"Shut up--"
Luo Yunyun also wanted to slap Van Bapeng again, warning his attitude and words to surpass the relationship between the two parties.
Just seeing the appearance of Vatican Baypeng, she slowly suppressed her emotions and retracted her palms.
She knew that Van Ba Peng would really break the net for herself and Ye Fanyu.
"This is not the address of the date, this is a killer hidden."
"Van Dangsis hired a killer to deal with Ye Fan, but he was lost by Ye Fan to lock it."
"Ye Fan wants us to kill this person to express his sincerity."
"Because your performance yesterday has made him lose his interest in negotiations."
"We don't kill this person, he will not talk to us."
Luo Yunyun turned around and walked to the bar, poured a glass of red wine for herself.
As she pursed the liquor elegantly, she thought about the risk of this battle.
"Killer?"
Fan Bipeng is not available: "What originally called this killer? What is the name?"
His eyes contain unbelievable.
"have no idea!"
Luo Yunyun frowned slightly: "Ye Fan gave this address, let me kill someone directly."
"And the other party is a killer. How can you be locked before caught?"
She knew that Ye Fan would not play with herself. Baiyun Villa must have a killer, but she didn't know how powerful this killer.
The person who dares to sneak into the dragon is not a pantery.
So Luo Yunyun weighs the risk of this task.
"Okay, I believe in the national division, this is the address of the killer, not Ye Fan’s dating address."
Vatican laughed, with a touch of coldness on his face:
"But the matter of fighting and killing is not suitable for the national division, your focus should fall above a national exhibition."
"Let me give me this task."
"I must take someone to eliminate the entire Baiyun Villa No. 16."
There was a red light in his eyes, as if the beast was about to tear the prey.
If there is no killer inside, but Ye Fan is dating, how happy he is washing like this.
"This task is important, only winning, not so defeated, otherwise Ye Fan will no longer talk to us."
Luo Yunyun shook his head gently: "You do things too radical and reckless, or I still take a little bit stable."
"And as a prince, you cannot take risks yourself."
"If something happens to you, how will I explain it to your mother?"
"You stay at the Brahma Mansion and I will lead a team to deal with it tonight."
She made the decision for the sake of Fan Bapeng, so as not to encounter danger and die in Longdu.
"I insist on participating in this battle!"
Fan Bapeng was not grateful at all. Instead, his face showed determination and he spoke word by word:
"The Imperial Master is my father's favorite, my mother's best friend for many years, and the goddess of countless Brahma people."
"What happened to you? It would be a pain for the entire royal family and a shame for the entire Brahma Kingdom."
"And I am just one of many princes in the Vatican royal family. Whether I die or not will have no impact on the Vatican kingdom."
"Compared to the value of the national master, the Eight Peng of Brahma is insignificant."
"Furthermore, the National Adviser said that I provoked Ye Fan to ruin the negotiations. In that battle, I had to take the lead to make amends."
"Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the cultivation of my father, mother and national master?"
"The Imperial Master is waiting for my good news!"
After he finished speaking, he held the note and turned around decisively.
Luo Yunyun's pretty face changed, and she raised her left hand to take him down, but finally stopped and sighed softly.
Resentment and helplessness.
"Woo——"
Eleven o'clock in the evening, Baiyun Villa on the outskirts of Longdu.
This is a villa area with a total of 72 villas, occupying most of Baiyun Mountain.
The developer once claimed to build it into the most luxurious community in Longdu.
But later the capital chain broke and Baiyun Mountain was placed under the red line prohibiting opening, and it turned into a mess of unfinished buildings.
The seventy-two villas have been abandoned for more than ten years. Except for the crew filming ghost movies and homeless people living there, almost no one will show up.
But tonight, twelve black bulletproof cars quietly drove up.
After obtaining the authority granted by China, Fan Bapeng led 48 elites from the Fan Kingdom to surround No. 16 of Baiyun Villa.
Everyone has guns, arrows, and daggers in their hands, and they also wear helmets and body armor, and their eyes are equipped with night vision goggles.
Everyone is armed to the teeth.
Fan Bapeng also wrapped himself tightly, holding two guns and scanning the villa structure on the electronic map.
Although he has a bad temper and likes to be jealous, he is still a man who has studied at West Point Military Academy and Scotland Yard.
After calming down, Fan Bapeng is still very capable of controlling the whole scene.
"Jialan, the first group of you, go around behind me and block the target's escape route."
"Yaksha, your second group is responsible for controlling the commanding heights on the left."
"Shura, you lead people from the right to surround us from the floor-to-ceiling windows."
"The rest of you, follow me and press through from the front."
"God blocks the gods and kills the gods, and the ghost blocks the ghosts!"
Fan Bapeng gave an order: "If you bump into Ye Fan, shoot him to death!"
He still felt that this was a place where Ye Fan had some evil intentions in dating the Imperial Master.
He wanted to use his plan to kill Ye Fan and leave China speechless.
Thinking of this, his blood boiled all over, and he charged with a short gun:
"go!go!go!"
Forty-eight fully armed elites of the Brahma Kingdom took action immediately.
One by one, they rushed into the night like wolves and tigers, bending their waists and pressing towards Baiyun Villa like sharp arrows.
"Nobody!"
"Nobody!"
"Nobody!"
Forty-eight elites from the Vatican Kingdom armed with firearms, led by Fan Bapeng, divided into four teams and rushed into Baiyun Villa.
They advanced toward the main building in a carpet manner, not forgetting to check the trees and rockeries to see if any enemies were hiding.
After being well-trained and searching for no enemy, they grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the lobby on the first floor.
Extremely fast.
"Come into the hall, the target must be hiding inside."
After Fan Bapeng left a few people to guard the entrance and exit, he took the lead and shot open the lock on the door on the first floor.
The elites of the Brahma Kingdom poured in like a tide with shields in hand.
The muzzles of countless guns are also constantly turning, alert to attacks from any corner.
There was no light or open fire in the hall, but Fan Bapeng and the others were not affected.
Night vision goggles give them ample visibility.
After a while, they found that there was no target in the hall, but there was a cold light coming from the dining room.
Dozens of people rushed over immediately.
Soon someone exclaimed:
"There's someone here!"
A middle-aged man appeared in their field of vision.
The middle-aged man was dressed in black, sitting on a tattered sofa, holding an unlit cigar.
Behind him were a lot of blood-stained gauze and medicine.
Medical gauze was also wrapped around the waist and inside of his left arm.
The gauze was stained with blood, which was shocking.
There is no doubt that this guy suffered a lot of injuries, otherwise there wouldn't be so much blood on the ground.
The cold light from the emergency lights above his head poured on him, giving him a sense of endless sadness and sadness.
Seeing so many people appearing and surrounding him, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all and did not make a sound.
He just stared at a photo in his hand.
The photo is a warm and happy family portrait.
Next to the family portrait, there are eighteen names written, seventeen of which have been crossed out with a red pen.
But there is one 'Clonkins' left.
Looking at this name, the middle-aged man had anger, regret, and sting in his eyes.
This also made him wake up. It was the Eight-faced Buddha.