Chapter 179

"Unless what?"

Ye Fan's curiosity was aroused in an instant and asked with expectation on his face.

"Unless you turn to the tiger." The painter took a look at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "you know, the tiger master and the Dragon brother can't deal with each other, so I'm sure that the tiger master definitely has the information of the Dragon brother casino in his hand, but the Dragon brother also has other information of the tiger master, so the two talents didn't fight completely."

"Well..."

Ye Fan feels his nose in embarrassment.

I used to be so forced in the antique market that I refused the intention of Lord Hu. Now I let myself turn back to Lord Hu for help.

Isn't this a naked face beating scene?

What's more, Ye Fan can obviously feel that Heng Qian, a woman, is angry with herself.

As an old saying goes, once rice, a benefactor, a cart of rice, an enemy.

This woman obviously has such a mentality.

She saved her. She didn't appreciate herself. Even if she didn't, she hated herself.

"Why, afraid of losing face?" The painter saw Ye Fan's mind at a glance and said contemptuously, "if you're afraid of losing face, were you still pretending to force in the gambling market?"

"Alas, the situation is different. I don't want to have any collusion with you in these messy things. Who knows, in the end, I still ask for help from Lord Hu."

Ye Fan sighed deeply, sat up in distress and habitually stretched into his pocket. As a result, he smoked all his cigarettes.

Suddenly, he was more depressed.

"You can only be wronged. We'll investigate the matter and leave after the investigation." The painter patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and advised him earnestly.

There must be only one way to get through now, and Lord Hu appreciated Ye Fan so much in the antique market before.

Only Ye Fan has the opportunity to ask.

"All right!" Ye Fan rubbed his head and reluctantly agreed.

They then discussed the final plan, and drove the fat man's Mercedes to the tiger's hometown.

This is a small village. There are foreign houses on the second floor. It looks ordinary and has no bright spots. There are simple villagers in it. They wear very simple clothes and have a smile on their wrinkled face.

"This is the tiger's nest?" Ye Fan looked at the village in front of her and said in surprise.

After all, in his impression, as Lord tiger, even if he can't afford a villa, he lives in a high-end community. How can it be a ghost place where he can't find a village and a shop.

What's more, it's even worse than the fat man's villa.

"You don't understand. This place is easy to escape." The painter just scanned the surrounding environment and explained: "the village is surrounded by lakes and mountains. Once they encounter any danger, they get into the mountain, and few people can catch it. In this way, they also have an opportunity."

"Yes!"

Ye Fan nodded in agreement. The surrounding environment is really good. If you encounter any danger, it's really easy to escape.

And as a tiger Lord, he must often offend people. In this way, it makes sense.

After they entered the village, they came to a small foreign house on the second floor according to the address reported by Hengxi on the train.

Ye Fan took a deep breath and knocked politely on the door; "Anyone?"

Soon, the door opened. It was the door of a middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman looked over 40, but her body was well maintained. Her face was full of collagen, which was no less than a 20-year-old girl, and mature women had more charm.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged woman stared at Ye Fan and the painter with suspicion.

"We are the guests of the tiger Lord. Can you call the tiger Lord out?" Ye Fan saw that the other party was so vigilant, so he had to step back and say with a smile.

"OK, wait a minute." The middle-aged woman nodded, then went into the room, and soon she came out with the tiger.

"We meet again." The tiger Lord looked at Ye Fan and said with a smile.

"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded awkwardly. For a moment, he stopped talking and forgot all his lines.

After all, I looked like an expert in the world when I pretended to be forced.

Now he has to lower his head and ask for help. For a while, he is still a little unaccustomed.

"It's all right. Come in and have a seat!" The tiger Lord seemed to find Ye Fan's embarrassment. He didn't take the previous things to heart at all, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. tiger."

Ye Fan thanked and followed the painter in.

When he passed the living room, he inadvertently found that Heng Xi was watching TV on the sofa. She also noticed Ye Fan. Her smiling appearance suddenly became gloomy and made a posture of wiping her neck with her right hand.

At this scene, seeing ye fan get goose bumps, he vowed not to help people casually in the future.

Not only can't thank you, but also carry such a grudge against each other.

They followed Mr. Hu to a small room, which was obviously a reception room with several chairs and tea on the table.

"Sit down first and let you try my old man's craft."

With a smile, the tiger picked up the tea shop on the cabinet and began to make drums.

Ye Fan sat lightly on the chair, but the inside of his head was just Heng Qian's mother's resentful eyes.

"Brother, where are you looking?" The painter seemed to find something. His face became very heavy and pointed to a chair next to him.

Ye Fan looked at the white and purple chair with a touch of crimson. However, the blood seemed to have been stained for a long time. There was blood blackened, and it was difficult to find it at a glance because it splashed on the legs and feet of the chair.

"Painter, panic?" Ye Fan glanced at the painter and said faintly. There was no wave on his face.

"Don't panic. With you, I can feel that your strength is very powerful." The painter shook his head gently and said decisively.

"Yes, I should be calm in everything. Don't panic!" Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the tiger Lord came over with three cups of tea and smiled, "taste my tea. Although I haven't made this oolong tea for a long time, I believe my craft will never be worse."

"Thank you, tiger!"

Ye Fan smiled, picked up the tea and looked at it gently. The green and black tea was soaked in the water and replaced the glittering and translucent tea. At the moment of taking it up, there was a fragrance floating over.

Although he doesn't know much about tea, he can see at a glance that it's good.

Then, he picked up the tea and was just about to take a sip. Lord Hu suddenly grabbed Ye Fan's arm and said meaningfully, "aren't you afraid of me poisoning the tea?"

"No, I don't have any disputes with you. You don't have to poison me. What's more, my friend is carrying explosives."

Ye Fan took a sip of tea and said with an air of force.