As Ye Fan stepped forward, the news from the Military Department quickly spread to several major families, and the Ji family, which was especially concerned about Ye Fan, was the first to receive the news.
"He went out?" The head of the Ji family seemed indifferent at this time. After hearing the news, he slowly picked up the tea and took a sip before saying, "Where has he gone?"
"Go..." The person who reported the news hesitated slightly, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly said, "Going to Fengyue Tower."
"Feng Yue Tower..." This sentence almost made Ji Family Master spit out a mouthful of tea. He paused for a while before speaking, "How old is he? Why go to Feng Yue Tower?"
"I don't know, there seems to be nothing else to do when going to Fengyue Tower..." the messenger replied, with a slight embarrassment on his face.
Looking at the person who reported the message, the head of the Ji family hesitated for a moment, "Could it be that we misjudged him?"
"This God is actually a lecher, but he hid it too deeply some time ago?"
"My subordinates don't know this either," the messenger replied.
"...Okay, you go down first." The head of the Ji family waved his hand and watched the messenger leave. Only then did his eyes show a hint of thinking. He thought of something and took out a list.
There are many people on the list, each with a portrait, a brief introduction, and even a life story.
"The more talented people are, the more determined they are. Except for that freak in Kyoto, none of this generation of talented people seem to be lustful..."
He said thoughtfully, but after a while, the head of the Ji family smiled.
If this God is really a lecherous person, it will be too easy to deal with him.
People who love money give money, and people who are lustful give sex. What scares the most is the kind of people who don’t want anything. They don’t have food, rice, oil, or salt.
This kind of person who doesn't want anything in front of you often wants your life.
"A child, maybe we have overestimated him."
The head of the Ji family was minding his own business and picked up the tea again, "But it's normal to be lustful. At this age, if nothing is good, then there is a problem."
…
"God, we really have to go in."
Fengyue Street, No. 99 Fengyue Building, in front of every building, a girl with beautiful flowers is diligently wooing the guests. She wears extremely short sleeves and skirts, revealing a large area of snow-white. This gorgeous scene makes Chen Peng like this
The "honest man" was a little blushing.
On the side, the wife's wife, Yan Wu Jingtian, also had some eyelids twitching violently, "If my wife knew that I came to a place like this, she would probably kill me."
"I told you not to think too much, but why are you all blushing?"
Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Ye Fan just shook his head and walked in front.
"Oh, why is such a handsome little brother here?"
"I haven't seen such a young man for a long time. Come on, let's see the world with my sister."
"Hehehe, sister, please don't bring harm to others. Brother, come to our Building No. 57. We are all vegetarians and listen to music. Don't follow these bad women."
"My brother is obviously here to experience life, what a bad woman."
"..."
Walking on Fengyue Street, Ye Fan, who looked very young and handsome, was subjected to all kinds of teasing remarks.
They were all girls from Fengyue Tower. Their words were bold and explicit. Ye Fan didn't react when he heard them. His eyes were calm and he didn't respond. He just walked at a leisurely pace. Behind him, Wu Jingtian and Chen Peng
His head almost dropped to the ground, and his face turned red.
This scene was particularly strange. Some girls at the door looked at Ye Fan, who was calm, and then looked at the two people behind him with red faces, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Snap, snap, snap.
Ye Fan obviously has a clear goal. He just looks at the end of the street. He always has a precise direction when doing things.
As for the teasing and shouting on the roadside, Ye Fan didn't seem to hear it.
He has seen too many beauties pass away. Even if she was as beautiful as a fairy in her former life, who can be seen as beautiful when she has a red and pink skull?
How can these vulgar and vulgar powders capture half of the scenery in your eyes?
Soon, we came to the end of the road. Here is the last floor of Fengyue Tower. It is not only the largest, but also the most gorgeous, with a wide door and a gilded door plaque.
"The last time I came here, I seemed to be in extreme despair. I was chased by my enemies and abandoned my armor. When I was hiding, I couldn't even pay for a meal..."
Standing in front of the building, Ye Fan's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and some long-standing memories emerged, seeming to evoke some precious and difficult-to-conceal fragments.
"Minister, why are you here?" Before he could step in, a voice came over.
Ye Fan stopped and turned around to see that it was Sun Dahai and the others.
He had some impressions of these people. In Dong Xin's group, his strength was not bad, but he heard that he was a drunkard and a womanizer. He would come to Fengyue Tower seven or eight times a week, often get very drunk, and cause troubles several times.
"Why, can't I come to this place?" Ye Fan naturally could see the astonishment of several people, but he just smiled and asked.
Sun Dahai was stunned for a moment by this answer, and then he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, the minister has a distinguished status, so naturally he can go wherever he wants."
"That's okay." Ye Fan nodded, without saying anything else, and stepped into Building No. 99. Wu Jingtian and Chen Peng followed closely behind, lowering their heads and walking quickly.
"This minister doesn't look like someone who likes wine and sex." Looking at the backs of Ye Fan and others at the door, Sun Dahai hesitated slightly and scratched his head, "I think he seems to be very capable."
"What's the point of a man not being horny? Besides, maybe the minister is just here to listen to music." Mizi said from the side, looking at Sun Dahai, seeming to be teasing, "Isn't that what some people are like, spending that kind of money every day?
Being taken advantage of."
"I really want to listen to music. With the money saved from so many trips, I can even listen to the music of Miss Linglong, the number one on the 99th floor, twice. Why bother to listen to the song "Man Jiang Hong" every day."
"You know nothing!" Sun Dahai replied, curling his lips, "I just love to hear what happened to Man Jianghong!"
"Yes, yes, I don't know who said to let others learn two new songs." Mizi replied, smiling: "If you ask me, some people may not want to hear Man Jiang Hong, but want to see the person singing Man Jiang Hong.
People."
Hearing this, Sun Dahai seemed to have his tail stepped on, and he cursed on the spot.
"Niao Zi, if you keep fucking hard there, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"
"Look, you are anxious again." Mizi felt confident. He just looked at Sun Dahai and patted his shoulder, "Oh Dahai, we are all men. Don't you brothers know what you are thinking?"
"Everyone comes to Fengyue Tower with you, and you have to drink half of your monthly salary. Why don't you think you are such a passionate person and you are too embarrassed to come alone."
"Who is a big lover? Don't fart..." Sun Dahai retorted, but he whispered as he spoke.
"What's wrong with being a big lover? Men, dare to love, hate, act and act. Look at our minister coming to Feng Yue Tower and he didn't hide anything. You are a big man, are you ashamed to be so secretive?" he said.
At this point, Mi Zi actually showed a smile.
"Let me tell you, if you spend so much money listening to Ruyan's music, you might as well save some money and then just redeem Ruyan's house."
"I'm rich." Sun Dahai replied, but he hesitated, "But Ruyan is the girl from Fengyue Tower..."
"What's wrong with the girl from Fengyuelou? Ruyan is a prostitute rather than a prostitute. It's not like you don't know that." Mizi replied cheerfully: "What's more, even if it's nothing wrong, you laugh at the poor but don't laugh at the prostitutes. You...
As long as you like it, mother, what's the matter with marrying a prostitute back home?"
"Brothers have followed you through life and death for more than ten years, and you are still worried that we will laugh at you?"
"I did not mean that."
"No? Are you worried about other people making fun of them? If other people make fun of them, we will help you tear them apart..."
"That's not what I meant."
Sun Dahai shook his head. At this time, perhaps because of this, the big man showed a rare expression of helplessness on his face.
"Do you think I haven't thought about it? Apart from drinking, I save all the remaining money every month. Over the years, I have saved more than tens of millions."
"Tens of millions? Then why are you hesitating?" Mizi said, "Isn't tens of millions enough to redeem a dancer?"
"It's not a question of whether it's enough, it's a question of whether it's possible. If you haven't understood it, you don't know how powerful it is." Sun Dahai said, looking at the glorious and gorgeous Ninety-ninth Floor in front of him, he sighed.
"This is the largest Fengyue Tower in the entire south. It is an industry controlled by the Ji family and several other big families in Nange City. Unless a girl who enters the Fengyue Tower is dead, it is impossible to leave here...