Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1122 Outrageous!
Didn't these things just happen?
Could this matter really have something to do with Zhang Fan?

"Really, really happened?"

Zhang Fan walked behind Lazy Ghost, Meimei and Blind Monk, his eyes were full of astonishment and horror.

this moment.

Only then did he realize it deeply.

Whether it is a monk, Meimei, or a slacker, the achievements in their respective fields are all terrifying existences.

Although these three people are wonderful, but being able to be hired by Zhang Fan is also a treasure he picked up.

"Zhang Fan, this matter has nothing to do with you, right? How do you know all this?"

Before Zhang Fan could react, Long Yinjiao's urgent inquiry came from the receiver of the phone.

The imperial guards of the capital are the core of the central nervous system, and no one can interfere. Hacking is absolutely not allowed.

"Well, I... What will happen if I say it's related, and it's my request that they let them do this?"

Zhang Fan had a bitter smile on his face.

Even now, if you still say that you don't know anything about this matter, can anyone believe it?
The Imperial Guard's office area and the prison area are still fully enclosed at the moment, and it is impossible for news to leak out.

Zhang Fan took the initiative to call to inquire about this matter, which means that even if he is not the mastermind, he is also an accomplice.

There is no doubt that this is self-reporting in disguise.

"I see!"

Long Yinjiao's complexion also became extremely solemn at this moment.

He glanced at the group of prison guards and members of the Imperial Guard who were still standing in front of him, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, walked aside again, and said to Zhang Fan: "I will deal with this matter, you don't care about anything." , just pretend you don’t know anything.”

Before Zhang Fan could answer, Long Yinjiao unilaterally hung up the phone first.

now.

He stood in front of the window of the Imperial Guard's office building, looked at the bustling city outside, and took a deep breath.

"Master Zhang, you saved my life. I will help you solve this trouble."

Long Yinjiao muttered to herself, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor.

……

at the same time.

Beijing.

Opposite the Wuzhe Underground Market, two worlds separated by a road, Nanfeng Laodao was already standing downstairs of a KFC.

That's right.

This is the old place that their weird foursome talk about.

There is no other reason.

When they were in the underground market of Wu Zhe, the source of income of the four of them could never make ends meet. Being able to eat KFC once a month was considered a very good living condition.

Over time, this place has become what they call the old place.

Zhang Fan naturally followed Meimei, the blind monk, and the lazy ghost to this place.

"Old man! Didn't you go to the Prison of the Imperial Guard to cheat food and drink? Why do I think you have lost a lot of weight?"

"Don't think about it, it must be true."

"It is estimated that the deputy commander has already sensed the real purpose of the old man, so he deliberately refused to give you food?"

Seeing the old man Nanfeng, the three of Meimei couldn't help but tease him for a while.

They didn't get the bank card password given to them by Zhang Fan at the beginning, and the four of them were planning to go to the Prison of the Imperial Guard to cheat food and drink, so the three of them decided to set up a fortune-telling stall with Nanfeng Laodao.

But in the end, who would have thought that the three of them were still apprentices, and only Nanfeng Laodao, the master, was taken away.

That's why today's Meimei, the blind monk, and the lazy ghost planned another scene of touching porcelain.

"It's gone! It's gone! The feeling is gone."

"Look at the three of you, your mouths are full of oil, your ears are fat, and you didn't notify me earlier, causing me to miss the opportunity to have a good meal."

The Nanfeng old man was like the elder of the three of them, with his hands behind his back and a look of resentment.

He was so angry, how could such a good thing not happen to him?
"Ah! That's right..."

Meimei, the blind monk, and the slacker all nodded their heads in agreement.

When Nanfeng was tired, Meimei walked to Zhang Fan and introduced him, "This little brother is our boss. From now on, we will hang out with him."

"you again?"

It was only then that Nanfeng Laodao noticed that the person standing behind Meimei and the other three was none other than Zhang Fan.

When he was in the Wuzhe Underground Market, he was taught a lesson by Zhang Fan, and later he was deceived by Zhang Fan again.

The Nanfeng old man felt that it would be bad if he met Zhang Fan.

"What? What's the problem?"

Zhang Fan looked at Nanfeng Laodao amusedly.

look.

When I met a few people in the Wuzhe underground market before, the fate had not yet come, so I couldn't persuade them to do things for me, it was true.

But now, after two or three contacts, the situation has improved a lot.

"No! No problem, nothing at all."

"Boss, it's the first time we meet. I don't know what we should eat?"

Nanfeng Old Daoist shook his head like a rattle, and the wrinkles on his old face were all piled up, he asked with a smile.

"Go back to the hotel and eat."

Zhang Fan said lightly.

Originally, he planned to go to Long Yinjiao to go back to Longfu to sign the mansion transfer contract at this moment, but after being made such a fuss by the slacker, Long Yinjiao will have a lot of troubles in the future.

In a short period of time, it was unknown whether he could keep himself safe, so how could he have the time to sign a contract with him?

"Boss atmosphere."

The old Nanfeng flattered him, and quickly followed.

Return to Longzun International Hotel.

Zhang Fan did not return to the room immediately, but took Nanfeng Laodao to the restaurant first.

of course.

Meimei, the blind monk, and the slacker also joined the ranks of the food war.

This time.

Zhang Fan also saw it with his own eyes, why just the three of them, Meimei, were able to fetch a sky-high price of more than 1000 million in just two hours.

A dozen or so waiters served their table alone.

I heard that there are fifteen other chefs in the back kitchen, who are responsible for preparing dishes for their table.

But even so, the speed at which the four eat is far from being comparable to the speed at which the dishes are served.

"This fucking... outrageous!"

Zhang Fan looked at it for a while with black lines on his face, but in the end he just choked out this sentence.

At the same time, he also asked curiously: "You are so powerful, shouldn't you be short of money to eat and drink? Besides, your young master really doesn't care about you?"

With such a wonderful group of four who can eat and fight, Zhang Fan can't figure out what kind of young master can control them, and what kind of financial resources are needed to ensure that they have a full meal.

"Little brother doesn't know. The money we brought from the small world has already been spent. As for the young master... We have been looking for it for three to five years, and we don't know what the young master looks like."

Meimei stopped what she was doing, and there was a rare touch of helplessness and bitterness on her charming face.

This appearance is even more charming and distressing.

(End of this chapter)