Chapter 166

At the moment of falling down, Ye Fan only felt his hands soft and warm.

He pinched two times in doubt, full of elasticity, and a light fragrant smell came to his face, which was very good.

He immediately felt something bad and quickly looked down.

I saw my hands, impartial pinch in front of the woman's chest.

The woman's face, already covered with dark clouds, looked at herself with cold eyes.

"Kill a thousand knives, what are you doing?" The woman was furious and fiercely pushed Ye Fan away. A cloud appeared on her delicate cheek and rose directly to her neck.

She has never held hands with a boy, let alone been attacked by a stranger.

At this time, she wanted to kill the young man in front of her thousands of times to relieve her anger.

"Well, shouldn't you thank me?" Ye Fan stood up awkwardly and wanted to find a ground seam to drill in.

This is fucking embarrassing.

Although the woman's place is flexible and feels good, the woman's gloomy appearance makes him goose bumps all over,

Also let that just restless heart be extinguished.

"Thank you for your shit. I'll settle with you later." The woman glared at Ye Fan fiercely, then swept her eyes and looked at the smiling tiger fiercely. Her tone was mixed with an anger: "I'm really a sinister villain. This sinister means to play really 6!"

"Hehe, compared with insidious, you are the boss." The smiling tiger sneered, obviously afraid of the woman's previous means.

For a time, I didn't dare to do it again.

"Die!"

It is said that women are the most terrible creatures. This sentence is indeed true. Ye Fan only saw a graceful figure rushing towards the smiling tiger. She also held the umbrella in her hand. The mechanism rose everywhere, and countless sharp thorns stood up.

Like a ferocious devil, it flickers a terrible breath under the dazzling light.

The smiling tiger suddenly changed his face, flashed a trace of panic in his eyes, and hurriedly fled around. The iron box like a treasure was also thrown aside by him at will.

Obviously, the silver needle inside is estimated to be used up.

"Puff..."

The woman's skill was very agile. One second before the smiling tiger ran away, she quickly shifted her direction and stabbed him in the back.

"Ah!"

A heart rending sound sounded, the smiling tiger was pierced with a dense wound behind, and the blood flowed out of the wound, which was terrible.

Even Ye Fan could not help taking a breath when he saw this scene, and his back was sweating.

This woman is too cruel, isn't she?

If it was stuck on himself, he couldn't imagine whether he would die of live pain.

"You can die." There was no expression in the woman's eyes, just indifference. Her arm was slightly picked, and a dagger appeared in her hand.

Knife up, knife down!

He was very decisive. Before he could even beg for mercy, the whole man couldn't carry it to the ground. He stared at the woman with a pair of eyes.

"Hoo, next, it's your turn." The woman took a deep breath, turned around and stared at Ye Fan coldly.

Like a poisonous snake hiding in the night, the appearance of temptation hides a vicious heart.

"Hey, you can't bite the hand that feeds you? I saved you before." Ye Fan frowned and his nerves tightened.

This woman is definitely not simple!

Just this terrible skill, I'm afraid I can rank in the top three of the killer list.

What's more, her charming appearance, Rao, a calm person like herself, startled a ripple.

Definitely a trained killer!

"Die!" Without any explanation, the woman rushed forward, and the umbrella in her hand, like a terrible and deadly machine, exuded a great sense of crisis.

"Sonorous!"

Ye Fan quickly picked up the baton of the security guard on the ground, blocked it in front of his chest, made a crisp sound, and his arm was also a little sour and numb.

Inside his eyes, he also exudes a towering cold.

This woman is really poisonous.

I saved her with my life, but ended up like this.

This heart is harder than that stone.

Rao is a clay figurine. I'm afraid he has a third temper.

"Die!" A trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she frowned and shouted angrily.

Then, as soon as she finished speaking, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she saw only a dark shadow rushing towards her.

She was flustered and wanted to pick up the umbrella, but the next second, she felt a cold thing close to her neck.

"Don't move, move is death!"

Ye Fan said coldly, and his eyes shot a gloomy look.

"OK, I lost, you go!" The woman released her umbrella powerlessly and said faintly.

"Go?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, looked at her casually, licked his lips and said, "you're killing me. Do you think I'll go?"

"You will. This is the cloud family. Kill me and you can't run." The woman's tone is always very plain, and her eyes are full of peace.

There was no fear of the cold baton sticking to his neck.

On the contrary, her face was always arrogant, like a lion who would rather die than surrender.

"Yes, but unfortunately, this sentence should not be said to me." Ye Fan smiled grimly, his palm loosened, and the baton quickly fell to the ground

"What is this?"

The woman looked at Ye Fan in surprise, her eyes full of confusion.

"Because I want to know you myself." With that, Ye Fan quickly straightened his arm, cut the woman's neck with a knife.

"You..." the woman's eyes were black, full of shock, squeezed out a word, and then fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, don't think you're the cloud family. This is the territory of the cloud family, but other places are not. It depends on what you do then!" Ye Fan smiled.

He curled the woman's body together and stuffed it into the trunk. Then he hummed happily and went out.

It was already midnight when I got home.

Ye Fan gently pushes open the door and looks at his sleeping wife. He doesn't have the heart to disturb her and carefully climbs to the bed.

Just as he was going to sleep with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed in front of her. Huang Xinying didn't know when to get up, and her little face was very gloomy.

"Old, wife, what's the matter?"

Ye Fan's heart once again showed the same bad premonition as before. He quickly sat up and asked with a puzzled face.

"What do you smell of women's perfume?"

Huang Xinying spits out a word coldly and looks at Ye Fan suspiciously.

finished!

I feel I am not myself. Ye Fan feels like a buzz in her head. The whole person is not good. It seems that this woman should smell the perfume of the woman.