Chapter 146

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the air was mixed with a damp smell. The huge sky seemed to be covered by a black cloth. It was dark, and the rainstorm could pour down at any time.

After walking out of the antique shop, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

"What did you say to that dead old man?"

Chu Xue stared at Ye Fan curiously, just like looking at a strange man. Her big eyes were full of doubts.

Because just now, she clearly saw that ye fan just lowered his head and muttered a few words. When he died, his eyes lit up. Like drinking stimulants, she stood up excitedly and watched them leave respectfully.

It was like a child who made a mistake saw his parents.

"Never mind how much, you just need to fulfill your promise.

Ye Fan glanced at Chu Xue and said mysteriously. There was a thick in his eyes. In a few days, I'm afraid the big man behind him will come out in person.

At that time, the whole Linjiang city will be a bloodbath.

After all, it's definitely not a simple matter to make so much money by using your rights. This time, you'll lead the snake out of the hole. In other words, it's equivalent to burning yourself.

Therefore, I must be extremely prepared to face the next storm.

"Don't talk, don't talk!"

Chu Xue disdained Ye Fan.

After returning to the car, Ye Fan smoothly got his own list. The list was very long, full of more than ten pages. He just glanced at it casually, and Ye Fan's eyes suddenly sank.

The sharp eyed query looked at Chu Xue: "the list is false. Why did you give me a false list?"

"What?"

Chu Xue trembled slightly and took back the list full of doubts. Sure enough, it was full of English letters, but no matter how the English letters were spelled, they could not become a perfect word.

Obviously, she got a fake list!

Is it difficult

There was a thunderbolt in her head. She seemed to think of something. She hurriedly said, "when I just got the list, it was clearly true, because I opened it deliberately. I was worried about getting a fake list. However, in the recent period of time, the list was put in the safe at home by me, unless someone stole it."

Ye Fan didn't speak. She just stared at Chu Xue and wanted to find out the trace of lying from her face. Unfortunately, her eyes were very guilty and had no guilt at all.

"It's all right. Since the list is false, the other party must be afraid that the list will be exposed."

Ye Fan sighed slightly, without too much blame, but pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, groped and lit it, took a deep breath, and said thoughtfully, "let's go home first. Don't worry, your life is safe, I guarantee."

With that, he threw his cigarette butts out of the window, turned on the car engine and drove home.

When I got home, there was a light rain outside.

Ye Fan pushed aside, slightly sleepy, sat by the bed and rubbed his sour eyes.

"You're back. I'm very satisfied with the calligraphy and paintings you sent."

Huang Xinying came over at this time, still holding a painting and calligraphy in her hand, and said with a smile.

"What is this?"

Ye Fan noticed the calligraphy and painting and asked curiously.

"Isn't this the calligraphy and painting you gave me?"

However, hearing Ye Fan's question, Huang Xinying suddenly changed her face and said strangely.

From me?

Ye Fan was stunned. He chatted with Xu qinya in the apartment in the morning and followed Chu Xue to clean up her mess at noon. Where did he have time to choose gifts for calligraphy and painting.

"What, you didn't send it!"

Huang Xinying seemed to understand something. She was silly. Her calligraphy and painting fell off on the ground, covered her mouth and said with a shocked face.

Ye Fan just frowned, picked up the calligraphy and painting and glanced. He saw that the painter's painting skills were very exquisite, and the details of each place were handled perfectly. In particular, the material of the drawing paper felt smooth and delicate. He didn't know what material it was made of, and it also exuded a refreshing fragrance.

But the thing that this word draws is not a good thing.

In the painting, there is a running horse. The horse's eyes seem to be a little afraid. He pulls his neck and looks back. Behind him is a swamp. There are several horses deeply trapped in the swamp and struggling.

This painting is vivid. Just looking at it, the whole person can feel the fear of the horse and the repressive atmosphere at that time

There are four bold and domineering characters on the back of calligraphy and painting: tiger escape!

What exactly does this picture mean?

After staring at the calligraphy and painting for a long time, Ye Fan still couldn't guess the meaning of the painting sent by the other party, so he had to stop, put the painting aside and fell sleepily on the bed.

"Ye Fan, is there a problem with this painting?"

Like a child who did something wrong, Huang Xinying pursed her mouth and whispered on Ye Fan's chest.

"I don't know!"

Ye Fan shook his head and was not interested in the best beauty in front of him, because he was too tired and his eyelids couldn't stop pulling down like lead.

The beauty at this time could not attract him at all.

"All right!"

Huang Xinying playfully stretched out her tongue. Seeing that ye fan was not very angry, her eyebrows also stretched out, and she lay aside in a happy mood. he

In the middle of the night, there was a strong wind, and the long planned rain also flowed down. Outside, it was like the end, and all kinds of things blew crackling.

In the dark, a figure, taking advantage of the thick night, spared the security guard ready to go, holding a cold weapon, quietly climbed up along the window.

The man in black carefully glanced down the window. In the room, he could only see the darkness. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, took down the infrared ray on his head and put it on his eyes.

The big room was empty, and there was a glass of steaming milk next to the bedside table.

what?

The killer was shocked and turned pale. He quickly put on his clothes and was ready to climb down the water pipe.

Halfway up the climb, there was a "click" on his head. He looked up tremblingly, and a murderous spirit rushed towards his face. In his dark eyes, he saw a black pistol facing his forehead.

"Come on, who sent you."

Ye Fan said faintly with hot milk in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand.

"You, how did you know I touched it?"

The killer said with an unimaginable look. He thought his plan was perfect and completely bypassed all cameras and security guards.

It was almost impossible to be found, but the scene in front of him had to let him recognize the reality.