Chapter 149

However, Ye Fan was stunned by this scene.

These people are so bold that they dare to touch the black widow. Even he dare not touch the black widow. Isn't this the rat licking the cat B - kill it? Ye Fan secretly prayed in his heart that these blind moments should not be too ugly.

Because the woman started, it was so scary.

Sure enough, the widow's eyes were sinking, and she was cold and gave up a mixture. She smiled and opened the Baijiu, and poured two cups. She said, "don't you think you'll have a glass of wine?"

"What? Why drink?"

The gangster was slightly stunned and said with fog.

"Because you are drunk, death is not so painful."

The black widow whispered and moved like a poisonous snake hiding in the night. In the blink of an eye, she came to the gangster's eyes and slapped him in the face.

"Pa"

A crisp slap sounded, and the surroundings were suddenly quiet. Everyone stretched out their heads and looked here. They saw that half of the gangster's cheeks had completely swollen, and the whole fool was in place. It seemed that they didn't expect the waiter to dare to do it suddenly.

Then, in a rage, the gangster pointed to the black widow's nose and cursed, "you little bitch, dare to fight..."

Before he heard the words, the gangster suddenly turned pale, covered his ring finger and wailed. The whole man kept shivering because of severe pain.

"You little bitch, dare you bite my finger."

The gangster immediately reacted, his veins burst, covered his palm in pain, and squeezed a few words out of his mouth.

At this time, he was full of anger and just wanted to tear up the little bitch.

"Die!"

The black widow's eyes were gloomy again, like a poisonous snake, staring at the gangster coldly, and even the surrounding Qi field solidified.

"Do it for me!"

The gangster roared with scarlet eyes and gasped heavily.

Other gangsters around suddenly reacted and jumped at the black widow one by one.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, everything is fancy.

Only a few crackles were heard. The previously arrogant gangsters flew out, either covering their broken hands or touching their broken feet, one by one fell to the ground and kept wailing.

"Tut Tut, this woman is terrible!"

Ye Fan took a breath, flashed a strange look at the bottom of his eyes, and then left here with calligraphy and painting, because there was nothing to see next.

These gangsters may completely disappear in the world because of their recklessness.

After leaving the bar, Ye Fan sat in the driving position and meditated for a moment. Finally, he took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it and smoked it. His eyes stared at a gecko on the windshield.

Gecko is only the size of a middle finger, lying motionless on the glass, his eyes locked on a black Seven Star ladybug.

Ladybugs are not aware of the danger and are still wandering slowly.

Suddenly, the gecko moved very fast. Almost in an instant, it rushed to the Seven Star ladybug, swallowed it, and then chewed the delicious food.

"Is it difficult..."

Ye Fan looked at the scene in front of him, suddenly inspired by the line, excitedly threw only half a cigarette out of the window and hurried back home.

"Wife, do you remember what the person who sent you calligraphy and paintings looks like?"

Ye Fan excitedly pushed open the gate and couldn't help asking loudly at the second floor.

"I didn't see it clearly. I only saw calligraphy and paintings placed at my door. There was a note next to it. It said it was for me. I thought you gave it to me."

Huang Xinying came down from the stairs and looked at Ye Fan with a confused face. She didn't know what wind he suddenly smoked today.

Keep questioning about this painting and calligraphy.

"I see. It seems that we only need to find a painter next." After hearing the answer, Ye Fan showed a satisfied smile and left home without stopping.

……

In the dark room of the Sirius Gang headquarters, a bald man sat in a chair with his legs crossed and smiled at the young man next to him: "how about what you have done?"

"It's done, wolf king!"

The young man nodded respectfully, but there was a trace of ferocity in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash and recovered into the appearance of smiling.

"OK, you go. I'll tell you when I have a task next time."

The wolf king nodded with satisfaction and waved.

After the young man left, the wolf king picked up the cell phone next to him and dialed a phone. When it rang, his face was full of respect: "yes, I've finished almost everything. What about the funds promised to us?"

"Don't worry, we must have fun at this point. This boy who doesn't know heaven and earth."

A low voice came from the other end of the phone and hung up at random.

In the back garden of the headquarters, the painter sat on the chair with a sullen face, and there was a sense of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Why can this new month's hairy boy get such recognition and become his own boss?

He was very unconvinced. In terms of talent, he was a hundred times better than him.

In terms of martial arts, although he is not an opponent, he has a smart head, and the wolf king can only sit on some silly things.

For example, the assassination, knowing that it was almost impossible, also lost a senior general of the company, which was simply not worth it.

Such a fool can be appreciated by the boss? Why is it that no one carves this piece of jade? God, it's not eye opening!

The painter stood up unhappily and stuck his foot on the nearby stone pier, but the stone pier did not move, as if it had not been affected.

"Fuck, you bully me too!"

The painter was furious and took out a square box from his pocket. After opening the square box, there were red chewing gum one by one. He picked up one of the chewing gum and stuck it on the stone statue.

After all this, he took a few steps back.

The gum flashed a red light, and then exploded. The head of the stone statue was blown to the ground by the explosion.

"Hey, hey, let you be so arrogant."

The painter raised a satisfied smile at the corners of his mouth and was very satisfied with the newly invented miniature bomb. Although it was not as powerful as ordinary bombs, it could take people's lives and find things.

"Pa......"

Only a crisp slap sounded. Ye Fan came in with applause and laughter, and his face was full of Chen Zan: "yes, if this miniature bomb is applied to the killer, it is simply a sharp weapon."

"Is that you?"

The painter suddenly trembled and said, "it's incredible.".