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At this moment, a name popped up in Zhang Zian's mind.In the territory of Yanjing, apart from Baixue Mountain, only Lang Si can summon so many younger brothers in a short period of time.And it was very obvious that the dozen or so gunmen in the lead were clearly Lian Jiazi, probably also retired soldiers, right?
Because as soon as they entered the courtyard, they occupied the most favorable position, and then blocked all the exits. The dark muzzles also locked every corner of the courtyard, and they couldn't even find a dead corner.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zian's heart sank gradually, and there was a miserable wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Bang bang..."
At this moment, a few more people came in through the gate, and they were in groups of two, each carrying a black bag in their hands.Walking into the yard, they left the black bag on the ground.The mouth of the bag was not sealed, and Zhang Zian, who was standing inside the house, clearly saw the bodies of Sihu and the younger brothers who had just sent Sanhu to the hospital from the mouth of the bag...
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zian's heart went cold.It seems that even the three tigers have not escaped their killer.
Lang Si, oh Lang Si, are you really killing everything?
Zhang Zian looked at everything in the courtyard without changing his face. Now that the general situation is over, it seems that even he can't escape tonight, and a weird smile can't help showing on the corner of his mouth.
Why bother?He did so well in Beijing and Tianjin, but he came to Yanjing to make a living, and now his life is at stake.What's more, it came so fast, and just wanted to escape overnight.
"boom……"
Looking out the window, Zhang Zian, who knew he couldn't survive, put the pistol in his mouth.As the trigger was pulled, Zhang Zian fell to the ground wearily.
I was a hero for a lifetime, so I solved my life by myself...
When the gunshot rang out, Lang Si stepped into the courtyard with his left foot. He was slightly taken aback when he heard the gunshot, and then looked towards the room where the gunshot came from.
"Zhang Zian, did you just die like this?" Lang Si frowned slightly, and then ordered: "Go and get his heads, and then take them to the suburbs and burn them."
After speaking, he seemed no longer interested.I thought I could have a few conversations with Zhang Zian, who knew that Zhang Zian understood life by himself.
To be a dog, be a loyal dog that will bite.When walking out of the courtyard, Lang Si said to himself.Since Fat Master wants to take his head, why do you need Fat Master to take action?Otherwise, it would be useless to ask for this dog.
Lang Si consciously came to take Zhang Zian's head away...
At this time, Yanjing City was completely submerged in darkness.In South Africa, which is far away in the other hemisphere, it has just dawned.As the sun rose slowly, Ye Fan also woke up.
However, he didn't know that so many things had happened in Yanjing, which had just entered the night.And some things are welcome gifts that Fatty arranged for him in advance!
A new day has finally arrived.
Chapter 570
In the morning, just as Ye Fan finished washing, the guards of General Cuenca knocked on the door outside.General Cuenca prepared breakfast and invited Ye Fan to have breakfast together!
Just like this time, Kunka only invited Ye Fan, but did not invite Jin Long and Li Su who were traveling with him.Ye Fan followed the guards to the luxurious palace in Cuenca.
On the second floor of the palace, there is a luxuriously decorated restaurant.The walls, dome and all kinds of decorations are inlaid with all kinds of jade and gold. The floor is covered with thick fur of unknown animals, and the feet are particularly soft and comfortable to step on.
There is a breakfast restaurant with an area of more than 300 square meters. The dining table made of pure gold and diamonds placed in the middle immediately attracted Ye Fan's attention.It has to be said that Cuenca is not an ordinary local tyrant. I am afraid that this set of seats alone will cost hundreds of millions of dollars, right?
Originally thought that Kunka would invite him to have breakfast here, but when Ye Fan came with the guards, there were only service staff in the restaurant, and Kunka was not there.
Is it to let me see his luxury?Ye Fan smiled darkly in his heart: Showing wealth to guests is also a symbol of strength.The key is that Kunka has this strength to show Ye Fan.
Sitting in the lounge beside him, the guards had already brought three snacks and several plates of fruit, and poured Ye Fan a glass of fruit wine.
"Didn't you say that General Cuenca will dine with me?" Ye Fan asked, looking at the guards standing at the door who hadn't eaten.
Hearing Ye Fan's question, the guard shook his head respectfully, and then said apologetically, "The general just told me to bring you here for some snacks first. Breakfast may start soon."
"Oh."
Ye Fan nodded, then picked up a plate of fruit and handed it to the guard, saying, "Come, let's eat together."
Unexpectedly, when Ye Fan handed over the fruit plate, the guard's expression changed immediately, he shook his head in panic, and said, "No, I can't dine with you. General Cuenca will blame me. "
"Isn't General Cuenca not here? I bought it for you. I believe he will not punish you." Ye Fan frowned. It seemed that the soldiers under Cuenca were extremely afraid of him, and their expressions became pale. A little whitish.
The guard kept shaking his head, and said, "No, we can't use food for private use." After finishing speaking, he stood in a military posture, not daring to look at Ye Fan anymore.
Shrugging his shoulders, Ye Fan put the fruit on the table, but he was not in the mood to go earlier.General Cuenca didn't know what he was trying to do, and he didn't show up until now.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the lounge, and it was General Cuenca and his bodyguards.After about a minute, Cuenka pushed open the door of the lounge. With a cheerful smile on his face, he opened his arms and said, "Mr. Ye, I've kept you waiting." After finishing speaking, he gave Ye Fan a bear hug.
"Good morning, General Cuenca." Ye Fan gave a very standard South African greeting in his way, and then asked briskly.
"Good morning." General Cuenca laughed and said, "Dear guest, let's have breakfast."
Ye Fan originally thought that he was eating in the room with the pure gold chair just now, but who knew that Kunka took him directly from the passage of the palace to the mine.And he is here, has already laid out breakfast.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Ye Fan had to smile bitterly in his heart.
Kunka invited Ye Fan to breakfast directly on the rocks in the mine, but he didn't know what his intention was.
Eating breakfast on time is a good habit, which is good for health... But Ye Fan really doesn't feel that sitting on a rock on the hillside, facing a table of bread and milk, and those slave-like miners working in the valley under his feet... In such a situation , Is it strange that you can eat something?
However, General Cuenca seemed to enjoy it very much.While looking at the two slices of fat sausage stuffed with bread and bacon on his face, he seemed to be very contentedly watching the countless slaves working hard for him in the valley below.
"Starting today, the daily meals of these slaves will be increased." Kunka said triumphantly to Ye Fan while eating: "Look, there is an extra spoonful of beans on these guys' plates this morning. It seems that I have worked harder to live."
Ye Fan smiled helplessly in his heart, but he could only praise him with all his strength, "The general really loves the people like a son".
Can you do it without saying?Ye Fan smiled wryly, but comforted himself in his heart, it wasn't me, Ye Fan, who flattered the fat sausage, if I didn't, the poor slaves below wouldn't even have beans to eat.He talked about this with Li Su last night, and today Kunka has already made a concession.
Ye Fan picked up a glass of fruit wine and took a sip, and was about to pick up the bread to eat, but Kunka suddenly put away his smile, his eyes covered him, looked at him for a long time, and then sighed.
Huh?
Ye Fan gasped in his heart, could it be that he was delusional?
The eyes of this tyrant and executioner actually showed genuine pity?Could it be... Could it be that his character has exploded?Just a few words last night could actually make this guy put down the tutu knife and instantly become a Buddha?
"Ye... I understand you."
Kunka's eyes became more friendly, but there was a hint of "everyone is a man, I understand you".
Just when Ye Fan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, he suddenly reached into his arms.Then I took out a small plastic bottle.Then Kunka waved his hand to let the left and right back down, and then handed the plastic bottle to Ye Fan.
"This is the herbal medicine of our tribe, it is very effective! Especially when the man's aspect is not good... Well, you just need to use a little bit, apply it on the thing, and you will be alive immediately! This is the elder of our tribe The shaman gave it to me!"
Kunka gave Ye Fan a meaningful look, then looked at the plastic bottle and said.
"It works. This is a panacea in our tribe. There are not too many people who can get this medicine in the whole tribe." Kunka seems to cherish this bottle of panacea very much. Judging by his expression, this panacea seems to be more expensive than the panacea. His ore is even more important.
Seeing the plastic bottle in Kunka's hand, Ye Fan opened his mouth, and his whole body immediately petrified...
What are men most sensitive to?
Isn't it another man who said that he was not good at something?
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