my beauty

"I'll transfer, I'll transfer now!" Wang Baquan still had more than 60 in his bank card, took the laptop handed over by his younger brother, connected to the Internet and logged in, and asked Ye Chen humbly: "Master Ye, your What's the card number?"

Ye Chen pointed to Xiao Shaofu: "Give it to her."

"Isn't that good?" Xiao Shaofu asked cautiously, that was more than 60, not a small number.

"You also keep the money in the bag. When I come here in the future, you can take care of the food." Ye Chen smiled indifferently: "Isn't your wish to be a luxury restaurant?"

"I..." Xiao Shaofu didn't know what to do: "How do you know my wish?"

Xiao Shaofu only mentioned this wish with Wang Badan.But good wishes cannot be realized, everything is a bubble, a phantom.Xiao Shaofu can only run a half-dead restaurant.

"I'll figure it out by pinching my fingers." Ye Chen giggled. "Have you forgotten that I am the greatest physiognomy of this century?"

"You only said that you are the greatest handsome guy in this century." Xiao Shaofu said without hesitation.This kid is too narcissistic.However, his kung fu in detoxification is indeed very good.

After Wang Baquan completed the transfer, a reminder text message appeared on Xiao Shaofu's bound mobile phone, and 65 yuan was successfully transferred.

"I don't want a small change, you still owe me 200 million." Ye Chen said generously: "Whenever 200 million is ready, I will pull out the life and death talisman for you. This handsome guy will do what he says, and he will never lie. people."

"Master Ye!" Wang Baquan said helplessly after a brief moment of deliberation, "I still have hundreds of thousands of stocks that I haven't sold, and two properties that are worth about 200 million. I'll just take a walk. Do you think it's okay?"

"You can have this." Ye Chen ignored Xiao Shaofu's constant winks, and nodded in response.

An imperceptible smile flashed across Wang Baquan's eyes.

"Hmph, I'll tell you to spit out whatever you eat later!" Wang Baquan sneered, leading the way, and got into a black Mercedes sedan with Ye Chen, and left in a hurry.

The car turned around and turned into a luxurious residential area in the suburbs. Wang Baquan led the way and entered the yard of a two-story villa. Then he moved a rock in the center of the yard. After splashing water, a black Huhu's hole was exposed, and several smooth steps descended slowly.

"The things are in the basement." Wang Baquan signaled Ye Chen to go first.

Ye Chen seemed completely defenseless, and walked in first.

There was only one room in the basement, and the furnishings were very simple. There was a big bed in the middle. On the bed were two pale young women who were naked and naked. They were already dying.

Just when Ye Chen's eyes fell on these two women, a cold light flashed suddenly beside the safe in the corner, and a sword light stabbed towards Ye Chen, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ye Chen!

"Hahaha, even if you act like a ghost, you still have to drink my footwashing water!" Wang Baquan smiled arrogantly, he knew that the sword light belonged to Wang Baquan, an invincible senior brother.

"Clangling!" The sword made a sound like a dragon's moan, and pressed against Ye Chen's throat: "If you don't want to die, just listen to me obediently!"

A piercing sound similar to the cry of a night owl came out of the mouth of a short man in black.

"Are you a rescuer invited by an idiot?" Ye Chen giggled, as if he didn't care about the sword's edge against his throat.

"In my opinion, the biggest idiot is you!" The dark basement was suddenly brightly lit, and a red-faced man appeared in front of Ye Chen. It's a long way off, it's only half the height of Guan Erye, those who don't know may think it's a Japanese breed. "Wang Baquan is a disciple of our outer Hehe Sect, not an ant like you who can move it! The old man warns you to detoxify Wang Baquan of the life-death talisman right now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"Are you very polite now?" Ye Chen asked a little depressed, the rescuers invited by idiots were indeed idiots, thinking that Wang Baquan could find some clever helpers.

"If you're welcome, I'd have done it a long time ago!" The red-faced man sneered, "Don't think that if you know some tricks, no one can cure you! In front of us ancient martial arts sects, you are nothing!"

"Idiots really talk a lot of nonsense." Ye Chen said lazily: "Isn't Hehemen practicing guns? When did they change to swords? Look at you, the guns below are not trained well, but the more they practice, the worse they become. Otherwise, you exit the Hehe Gate..."

"The boy is courting death!" The red-faced man turned even redder.

"Second senior brother, don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up and ask him to treat me..." Seeing that the time for the third attack of the life-death talisman was approaching, Wang Baquan was extremely anxious. "As long as my illness is cured, you can have as many girls as you want on the bed..."

"You're not a fucking good thing. Find a few chickens, ducks and geese to wear school uniforms and pretend to be high school students?!" The red-faced man's sword tip trembled, his body flickered, and his wrist was thrown forward.

"It's too slow. The speed is not enough, and the footsteps are flimsy-you have a weak kidney when you practice spear training?" Ye Chen casually stretched out two fingers, and with a snap, he clamped the tip of the sword.

"Ah!" The red-faced man had an unbelievable expression. He missed it at such a close distance? !How can this be?

You must know that in the Hehemen, the kung fu of the red-faced guy is enough to rank among the top five!And Wang Baquan, who broke into Nuoda territory, is nothing more than a low-ranking outer disciple.

Ye Chen giggled, and with a little force, the tip of the long sword made of refined steel was broken by Ye Chen!

"I hate people using this kind of low-level kung fu to deal with me." Ye Chen flicked his wrist, and the tip of the sword flew out of his hand: "You can find the younger sister of Yan Wang Ye to practice He Da. "

"Ah..." The poor red-faced man who packed lunch groaned, and his eyes almost popped out immediately. Before he lost consciousness, he saw with his own eyes that half of the sword tip appeared in the middle of his throat, a rain of blood, nothing The omens sprayed out.

"Boom!" The red-faced man fell to the ground.

"Idiot, you wasted my time. I'm in a bad mood, and my mental loss is getting worse. You still owe me 400 million." After only earning 200 million, Ye Chen suddenly felt that he had a very conscience in the industry. Difficult.

There was a smell of urine, and Wang Baquan's crotch was wet a lot.

Wang Baquan's eyes saw the situation of Ye Chen's attack, which was completely different from what the red-faced man saw!