"Ah!" The blonde girl screamed and struggled.
Mammon stood up and raised the girl's entire body high into the air. His eyes were like those of a man-eating beast.
"Stupid woman, who allowed you to judge my boss so casually!?"
"I... I was wrong. Master Mammon, please spare me. I didn't know you respected him so much …" The blonde was truly afraid and could barely breathe.
However, Mammon had no intention of letting go at all. His face was cold, completely different from the seemingly stupid black fatty who was lying on the bed earlier.
"Respect?" Mammon disdainfully said with a solemn expression, "You are wrong. He is my only faith!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mammon exerted force with his hand …
"Crack crack."
The blonde's neck was broken, and her body fell limply onto the gorgeous Persian carpet. A beautiful life instantly dissipated.
Mammon stepped over the corpse as if he was stepping on a carpet. He walked to a round table, picked up a match, struck two, and lit a cigar for himself.
Then, the burly, dark-skinned fatty stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, puffing out white smoke as he gazed at the flashing neon lights of the city. He was lost in thought, his eyes filled with memories …
…
Hua Hai, it was already late at night.
Under Keita's lead, the arms dealers in the jungle quickly retreated, taking away large amounts of arms that would leave clues behind.
With Yu Hanlong's death, the Iron Lock Gang was basically in a half-collapsed state. In a few days, they would be completely devoured by the Purple Bamboo Forest.
The underground forces of Hua Hai had already announced in advance that the era of the three-legged tripod was over. In the next few years, if nothing unexpected happened, it would be the world of the Purple Bamboo Forest.
On the way back to her own territory, Ning Zimo still felt like she was in a dream.
Especially when she saw the man yawning at the side, looking a little bored, she felt even more incredulous.
Everything he had just experienced was like a dream.
"Ning'er, why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to ask a lot of questions?" Ye Fan put his arm around the woman's shoulder and asked with a smile.
The two of them slowly walked back to the bedroom. Ning Zimo wanted to say something but hesitated a few times. In the end, she shook her head. "I don't know where to start, so I won't ask."
"Why? "If you want to know, I can tell you everything." Ye Fan said truthfully.
After all, Ning Zimo was different from Su Qingxue. She was originally in the underground world, so even if she didn't know something, she wouldn't be safe.
"Forget it, before I become strong enough, I feel that it's better to know less. Otherwise, if I know too much, I will feel that the gap between us is too big, and I will feel even more psychological pressure." Ning Zimo said faintly.
Ye Fan smiled, he didn't expect the woman to consider this, so he didn't say anything more.
Although it was the dead of night, after all these bloody things had happened and Gao Yu's betrayal, Ning Zimo wasn't in the mood to be intimate with Ye Fan.
Fan Xian knew that the woman was in a bad mood and also wanted to divert her attention, so he guided Ning Zimo for a while.
Ning Zimo had yet to find her own Qi sense, so there were many difficulties in her cultivation. Now that she saw Ye Fan's powerful strength, she naturally wanted to work hard to cultivate her internal energy, or at least enter the ranks of the Postcelestial Stage.
The two of them sat cross-legged on Ning Zimo's bed. Ning Zimo tried to find a sense of Qi according to Ye Fan's suggestions, but she still couldn't make a breakthrough.
The woman opened her eyes, revealing a hint of helplessness, and said, "A Yu Hanlong who had just entered the Postcelestial Stage made my throwing knife completely useless. The difference between having inner force and not having inner force is too great."
Every inner force cultivation realm was usually divided into five levels: Elementary, Small Success, Large Success, Great Perfection, and Half Step Breakthrough.
Generally speaking, there would be a clear disparity in strength between these five levels.
For someone like Yu Hanlong, who had only reached the Postcelestial Stage at his age, his aptitude could be considered to be very ordinary.
Of course, at least Yu Hanlong was able to find his Qi sense, but Ning Zimo hadn't even found her Qi sense yet, so she would naturally feel remorseful.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Ning'er, don't think that just because you can't find your Qi sense right now, your aptitude is really poor.
Actually, Qi sense is nothing more than a key. Once you find it and enter the gate of inner force cultivation, the future will mainly depend on your comprehension and fortuitous encounters.
So, just because it's difficult for you to cultivate now doesn't mean that your progress will be slow in the future. You don't have to worry too much.
At the very least, among all the people I've seen, your aptitude is definitely not bad. It might even be above average. "
After Ning Zimo heard this, her beautiful eyes flickered. She suddenly pounced forward and threw herself into Ye Fan's embrace, hanging on his neck.
"I don't care. In any case, if I get bullied in the future, I'll just call you to save me. I'll stick to you for sure …"
Ye Fan listened to the woman's coquettish voice and smelled the fragrance on her body. He felt a burst of excitement, and one of his hands very naturally reached for Ning Zimo's chest, feeling a lump of heaviness …
"Ning'er, you have a set here, right …"
"Not today." Ning Zimo raised her head and said shyly, "My aunt is here …" leaf
Fan Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You really don't know how to pick the right time. Then don't hug me like this, I'll endure the pain."
"No, I'm so flustered tonight, I want to sleep with you in my arms." Ning Zimo looked at the man mischievously, enjoying Ye Fan's aggrieved look.
Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air. He couldn't push the woman away, so he could only smile stiffly and lie down with the woman in his arms.
This night, Ye Fan basically didn't sleep. He was hugging a charming woman, but he couldn't really do anything. On the other hand, Ning Zimo slept very soundly.
… ….
As soon as the sky brightened, Ye Fan left the Purple Leaf Tea House early.
He had to return to the Embroidery Group today. Going to work was secondary, he mainly wanted to meet Feng Yue Ying face to face and tell her about his marriage.
Ye Fan's selfishness, of course he didn't want to lose Feng Yue Ying, but at least he had to be honest and not lie to a woman.
When he arrived at the company, Feng Yue Ying had yet to go to work, so Ye Fan could only run to his office and take care of some things first.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ya came to find him first. As soon as she entered, the cold-faced female assistant impolitely asked, "What's going on with you these past two days!? Why didn't you come to work on time!?
Ye Fan thought to himself, I went to marry your boss, but he could only say, "There are some private matters, aren't I here now?"
"What kind of attitude is this!? Private matters should be dealt with in private. Don't think that just because you know some famous people, you can do whatever you want in the Embroidery Group! "Chen Ya's face was frosty.
Ye Fan also felt that he really didn't know him at work, so he giggled and nodded, not refuting anything.
Chen Ya saw that Ye Fan was like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, and felt especially vexed.
She worked diligently every day. For Su Qingxue and the Embroidery Group, she had done her best for more than three years.
But this Ye Fan, a paratrooper who didn't even have a diploma, not only became an assistant, he didn't even work properly.
She coldly glared at Ye Fan, then turned around and walked to Su Qingxue's office.
Su Qingxue drove to work by herself. Because of Bi Shuqin's illness, she had delayed a lot of time, so she had already worked for an hour early in the morning.
As for Ye Fan, this newly married husband, she didn't want to take the initiative to contact him. She didn't want to think about the lies and deceptions of men for even a moment.
In her heart, she kept telling herself that the reason she got married was because she wanted to get the shares, not for any other reason.
"Director Su." Chen Ya walked into the office and respectfully said, "I would like to report a problem to you."
"What?" Su Qingxue didn't raise her head, but focused on the information in her hand.
"It's about Ye Fan."
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