The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1891 Fickle Ye Fan

Chapter [-]: Fickle Ye Fan

After seeing off the Eight-faced Buddha and chatting with Song Hongyan, Ye Fan didn't go back directly to Jin Zhilin.

He took Nangong Youyou to Baiyun Villa.

Before getting close, Ye Fan saw that the originally lifeless Baiyun Villa was full of noise.

Many lampposts were set up on the mountain, and many drones were released.

Nearly 500 people are busy in Baiyun Mountain.

The entrances and exits were tightly guarded, and dozens of wolf dogs were jumping in the grass.

Of the 500 people, half were the guards of the Brahma Mansion, and the other half were the security team hired by Luo Yunyun at a high price.

The Eight-faced Buddha ran away from Luo Yunyun's hand, and Fan Bapeng, who woke up, was unwilling to reconcile, and immediately closed the mountain after confirming that the Eight-faced Buddha had not left at the foot of the mountain.

After guarding all the entrances and exits, Fan Bapeng dispatched 500 people to search for the whereabouts of the Eight-faced Buddha.

Searched one villa after another, stepped over every corner, and touched every inch of grass.

In short, Vatican Ba ​​Pengsheng wants to see people alive and corpses.

Seeing this, Nangong Youyou curled her lips, with a playful look on her face.

A group of idiots, the Eight-faced Buddha has flown to Hong Kong City, and they are still looking for it in Baiyun Mountain.

As for last night's encirclement of the Brahma Kingdom's elite, it was even more of a joke.

She used a little trick to cover her eyes, and swaggered away from under the opponent's nose with the Eight-faced Buddha.

But Nangong Youyou didn't make a sound to ridicule, just smiled and watched them busy.

"Ye Fan, bastard, do you still dare to come?"

"The target is the famous Eight-faced Buddha, did you call us to talk about Little Carrot Head?"

"You actually knew the details of the other party a long time ago, but you pretended not to know anything, and sent the photo of the Eight-faced Buddha just at the door."

"The purpose is not to give us time to investigate, so that we will be ignorant and fearless against the Eight-faced Buddha, so as to achieve your goal of sitting on a mountain and watching tigers fight."

"Do you know how many good brothers you have cost us with your dirty mind?"

"48 people, a whole reinforced platoon."

"I owe this blood debt to you, Ye Fan, and I must ask you to get it back."

Almost as soon as Ye Fan appeared in Villa No.16, Fan Bapeng rushed out with a group of people.

Thinking of the entire army of guards being annihilated, and thinking of his own life hanging by a thread, he wished he could shoot Ye Fan.

As long as Fan Yefan informed the Eight-faced Buddha information in advance, Fan Bapeng would not rush to Baiyun Villa rashly, let alone give the Eight-faced Buddha a chance to make a move.

He would borrow rockets or gas bottles, and blast the NO.16 villa into pieces from a distance.

"It's not my business?"

Ye Fan responded casually: "I told the national teacher, that is the killer invited by Vandance."

"Will the killer who can be hired by Vandance be an ordinary killer?"

"It's weird that you don't use your brain. No wonder you, the Eighth Prince, will be wiped out."

"I think you should not lead the team in the future, so as not to kill your teammates."

"Also, I didn't come here to quarrel with you, I came to see the national teacher."

Ye Fan smiled and began to play: "The national teacher is injured, and my genius doctor can just be used."

Fan Bapeng was furious: "Ye Fan, don't bully people too much——"

"Thank you Young Master Ye for your concern."

Before Fan Bapeng finished speaking, a nice and charming voice came over.

"Prince, you are just a guest, don't be rude to Doctor Ye like this."

"And we didn't do enough homework in the battle last night, so we can't blame Doctor Ye."

While talking, Ye Fan saw Luo Yunyun walking over with a dozen people on crutches.

The beautiful national teacher took a bath, changed her clothes, and applied medicine to the wound on her thigh.

Not only is Luo Yunyun beautiful and attractive, but her temperament is also extremely seductive.

She is like a peach that can be bitten out of juice at any time, but between her eyebrows gives off a noble feeling of a queen descending.

This kind of charm makes people look up, fear, conquer, and covet emotions intertwined.

A man with a little less concentration is likely to lose his mind and rush to tear her and conquer her.

Ye Fan didn't dare to look at it for too long, worried that he would be attracted by this woman.

"A little injury, nothing serious."

Luo Yunyun smiled slightly at Ye Fan: "I just disappointed Master Ye, I didn't catch the target last night."

"And after searching for a day and a night, there is no trace of the other party."

"72 villas with nothing."

There was a trace of inquiry in her eyes: "I don't know where the target is hiding?"

"National teacher, don't worry, we guard the entrance and exit, he is a turtle in the urn, he can't escape."

Fan Bapeng comforted Luo Yunyun: "We can definitely dig him out."

"And he had to be dug out, too."

"Otherwise, I would not be able to comfort my 48 brothers who died."

He also stared at Ye Fan viciously: "Ye Fan, we will definitely give you the sincerity you want."

"Then Hachioji will work hard to search for it."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched into a joke, and he looked at Fan Bapeng and others and said coldly:
"Baiyun Mountain is not big, there are only 72 villas at an altitude of 800 meters, and it can be searched in ten and a half months."

"Don't worry, as long as you kill the Eight-faced Buddha, I will immediately negotiate with you about Fandance."

"Maybe I'll be able to discount the request in half."

Speaking of this, Ye Fan changed the subject, and his voice suddenly increased in decibels, with a domineering air:
"But if you can't find the eight-faced Buddha to kill, then there's no need to talk about anything."

"Go back to where you came from."

Ye Fan's toughness made Fan Bapeng's expression change, and they all felt Ye Fan's reluctance to deal with it.

The audience was silent, and the atmosphere was dignified.

Luo Yunyun took a few steps forward and smiled coquettishly: "Don't worry, Young Master Ye, we will not let you down."

"It's still the national teacher who speaks nicely."

Ye Fan calmed down again, looking at Luo Yunyun as pleasant as a spring breeze:

"However, I came here today not to see whether the Eight-faced Buddha is dead or not, but to see the injury of the national teacher."

"By the way, I will talk to the national teacher about something important."

"If the national teacher doesn't dislike it, come to my nanny's car and talk about it."

He glanced at Fan Bapeng: "After all, I don't want to be interrupted by impolite people all the time."

Fan Bapeng was furious: "Ye Fan——"

Ye Fanli ignored him, turned around and got into the nanny's car dozens of meters away.

He opened the car door and waited for Luo Yunyun.

"Eighth Prince, the overall situation is the most important thing!"

Fan Bapeng's eyelids twitched, full of anger, but Luo Yunyun gently stopped him.

Afterwards, Luo Yunyun smiled and stepped forward, getting into Ye Fan's car.

She wanted to sit in the front row, but Ye Fan reached out and grabbed her, and then fell down beside Ye Fan.

The two came into close contact.

This made Fan Bapeng short of breath.

He subconsciously wanted to approach with people, but was stopped by Nangong Youyou.

"It's the turn of you bastards to bother those dogs and men who are created by nature?"

Nangong Youyou held the hammer and yelled: "I will beat anyone who dares to step forward."

Fan Bapeng almost slapped him.

"National teacher, you are really the most tempting woman I have ever met."

At this moment, Ye Fan was holding Luo Yunyun's hand and said with a smile, "I heard that the lavender smell on your body is natural?"

"Thank you Young Master Ye for your praise, but Yun Yun can't afford it."

Luo Yunyun didn't fall in love with Ye Fan, she smiled and went straight to the point:
"I don't know if Young Master Ye has something important to talk to me about?"

"Between you and me, the important thing seems to be only Prince Van Dance."

"But the Eight-faced Buddha hasn't been captured or killed yet, and we haven't had enough sincere dialogue."

She also crossed her legs slightly, outlining a seductive arc.

"The national teacher is wise, and his guess is very correct. It is Van Dance."

Ye Fan leaned close to Luo Yunyun's ear, reversing the strength he had shown Fan Bapeng just now:

"I'm going to release the eldest prince!"

(End of this chapter)