Chapter 92: The villain died of talking!

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After Xia Jian and others left, Ye Fan declined Wang Zhen's invitation, and left the Superbrand Plaza with Qin Meier, and walked to her Harley motorcycle.
Suddenly, Qin Meier stood still, took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Ye Fan, as if he had made some determination, and said solemnly: "Ye Fan, I'm sorry!"
"Huh? Mei'er, why do you want to apologize to me?" Ye Fan asked suspiciously, full of doubts in his heart.
"Ye Fan, in fact, just now... when Xia Jian and the others laughed at you, I thought you were trying to force you! So I apologized to you for what I thought just now!" Qin Meier slammed to him. Bowed.
Ye Fan didn't expect Qin Mei'er to confess to herself the careful thoughts in her heart.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Meier, you don't have to apologize to me at all. On the contrary, I should thank you! Because even at that time, you still stand on my side without hesitation! And ah... …"
Speaking of this, Ye Fan suddenly paused, and then continued: "Meier, don't look fierce all day, you should smile more! Actually...you smile beautifully!"
"you!"
At first, Qin Mei'er was full of anger when he heard Ye Fan say that he was "savage".
But later, when she heard his praise, Qin Mei'er's cheeks started to flush again, and her heartbeat couldn't help speeding up, like a little deer crashing.
The next moment, she quickly turned around and turned her back to Ye Fan, for fear that Ye Fan would see the strangeness on her face.
Qin Mei'er knew that many men around her coveted her beauty, and she wished to take him as her own, and she also said a lot of rhetoric.
However, just now, Ye Fan's unpretentious words touched her heart.
Especially when he was speaking, his eyes were extremely clear, without any evil color, as if coming from deep in his heart.
A woman is a person who pleases herself!
Hearing this compliment, how could Qin Mei'er not be happy?
"Okay, get in the car quickly, I'll take you home!" Qin Meier said, raising her long legs and straddling the Harley locomotive.
Ye Fan didn't even twist when he heard the words, and sat on the Harley cushion.
Twenty minutes later, under the guidance of Ye Fan, the Harley motorcycle stopped at the gate of the village where Ye Fan lived.
"Meier, I'm home, thank you for sending me back!" Ye Fan said, and got out of the car.
"You... do you live here?!"
Qin Meier's eyes were wide open, and her tone was incredible.
She couldn't imagine that people who could make her godfather and the chairman of Zhengda Group Wang Zhen attach so much importance to live in such a slum!
"Haha...Meier, I don't have much money, so I can only rent here!" Ye Fan said with a smile, his tone was neither humble nor humble, and he didn't feel inferior because of poverty.
Immediately afterwards, he turned and walked into the alley.
However, looking at his back, Qin Mei'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.
She couldn't understand how, Ye Fan just gave her a Ducati motorcycle worth tens of millions, but now he claims to be a poor man!
For a while, Ye Fan seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious mist in her heart, which made her want to explore.
...
On the other side, Ye Fan quickly returned to the entrance of the rented broken house.
In fact, he can now live in the Qingteng Clubhouse, where the facilities and conditions are more than a hundred times better than here.
However, he has lived here for several years, and it is considered to be emotional.
And he was afraid that his father would come back and could not find himself, so he still came back every day.
As usual, Ye Fan opened the lock with the key, then pushed the door to enter.
But at this moment, murderous intentions suddenly appeared!
In the corner of the gloomy room, a black shadow suddenly flashed, swept toward Ye Fan with the strength of Wanjun.
"Stab!"
The sound of the sharp blade piercing the air came, and Ye Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a sharp dagger appeared in his sight, emitting a bright green light, which was obviously poisonous.
For a moment, Ye Fan's hairs sprang up, as if being stared at by some terrifying beast, an unprecedented chill enveloped his whole body.
fast!
It's so fast that can't be described in words!
The trajectory of the dagger in mid-air was about to break through the limit of the naked eye, leaving only an afterimage.
Even though Ye Fan was aware of this death crisis at the first moment, his body was in a state of relaxation just now, caught off guard, even though he is now a cultivator with four levels of Qi refining, he has no time to react.
More importantly, the assassin's body revealed an aura of death and death, like Jing Ke's assassination of Qin, it was astonishing!
This long-planned sneak attack, whether it is time, angle, or power, is impeccable!
If Wei Lao was there, I'm afraid I could feel the assassin's presence far away.
But before, in order to erase the spiritual power in Gabala's hand, Wei Lao was greatly damaged. He is now in a "dormant" state and cannot help at all. This made Ye Fan fall into a predicament.
But fortunately in the misfortune, the killer did not cut Ye Fan's neck at the first time, but put the dagger against his neck.
Ye Fan could even feel that as long as the dagger moved forward an inch, his arteries would be severed, and the blood would shoot away like a fountain, instantly dying.
At this moment, Ye Fan stood at the door, as if he had been subjected to a fixation technique, and did not dare to move at all.
From the corner of his eyes, he quietly glanced at the killer.
In his early thirties, his poker face and his facial features are nothing special. When thrown into the crowd, he won't attract any attention at all, except for the long and narrow eyes that occasionally reveal a heart-pounding chill.
...
"Who are you? Who sent you here?"
Ye Fan said cautiously, but his whole body was always in a tight state.
Just now between the lightning and the fire, the assassin's fierce blow was as terrifying as a sickle wielded by the of death.
That blow alone was enough to make Ye Fan sure that the strength of this assassin was far higher than himself.
He secretly compared this assassin with the warriors in the underground arena, and found that except for the warrior Sato Kojiro, everyone else must be unable to withstand this attack.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
At this moment, the killer suddenly let out a hoarse laugh, and then said:
"Boy, I waited for you for a full night, but I finally didn't let me wait in vain! Do you know that your little life is worth 100 million Chinese coins!"
When Ye Fan heard the words, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-shaped awns, and a chill came into his heart.
Although he has offended many people these days, there are definitely not many people who can buy his life with 100 million Chinese coins!
"Who sent you here?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
"Haha...Anyway, you are already dead, so it's okay to tell you, it's the Lin Family!" Killer said.
Lin!
Hearing this, Ye Fan instantly understood.
Before, in order to settle the marriage contract with Lin Potian for Chu Mengyao, he severely wounded Lin Potian in the ring, and even kicked Lin Potian into the wall when he enshrines the Lin Leopard.
But after that, the Lin family never came to retaliate against him.
At first Ye Fan thought that Chu Jingguo stepped forward to mediate and suppressed this matter.
Unexpectedly, the Lin family secretly spent sky-high prices to hire a killer to assassinate him!
This time, I was really careless!
At this moment, the killer spoke again:
"Boy, I don't know what's special about you. You can let the Lin Family spend 100 million to kill you! Since I reached the Ninth-Rank realm, I have never missed it! But... this task is really easy Ah! Now, go to for me!"
Suddenly, the murderous intent on the killer soared, ready to complete the final blow.
"a ha ha ha……"
However, at this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have heard some big joke and let out a burst of unbridled laughter.
"Boy, what are you laughing at?"
His laughter made the killer feel like he was insulted, and the hand holding the dagger couldn't help but stop.
"Mr. Killer, have you ever heard a word—the villain died because of a lot of talk! If you killed me in that blow, I guess it would have been a corpse! But now...dead, but you Up!"
As he said, Ye Fan showed him a brilliant smile, but his eyes burst out like a scabbard.