Lovely wife like clouds

Chapter 397
"Ke Lan, what's going on?" Shangguan Jing was very puzzled, especially Mo Wuhen's one wife after another.

Ke Lan spread her hands: "I just hit him with a wine bottle, and he woke up like this."

"This is smashing him into a schizophrenic." Shangguanjing asserted, and simply stopped asking about it, and stood up to make room for the two who were fighting.

Lan Cheng and Hei Ying, who heard the sound coming in, didn't know why. They didn't know when the person came in, but they didn't notice it.

Everyone present knew Han Ye's skills. It was really amazing that Mo Wuhen could fight him so far. No wonder Ke Lan couldn't beat him.

After over a hundred moves with him, Han Ye also figured out his kung fu routines, achieved his goal, and stopped the stalemate, and pushed Mo Wuhen back a few meters with a ruthless hand.

"Enough, Mo Wuhen, are you finished yet?" Seeing that he was going to pester him again, Ke Lan shouted to stop him.Silly, fight with the fourth brother, even your brother can't recognize you if you can fight.

When Mo Wuhen heard Ke Lan yelling at himself, he was wronged: "My wife, you are fierce to me."

The audience was overwhelming, this tone, this demeanor, invincible.

Ke Lan took a deep breath and took another deep breath, pointing to the sofa next to her: "Sit there, don't do anything else."

"Oh." Mo Wuhen sat down aggrieved.

Ke Lan felt a headache and asked, "How did things go yesterday?"

Uncle Ping glanced at Mo Wuhen and said nothing, but Ke Lan looked at Han Ye: "Fourth brother."

Han Ye shook his head and said, "Kunsha lost his wife last night and lost his army. All the venues we swept were closed for rest. Fighting with the Northern faction killed many people, and the family expenses alone are enough for him to pay." The goods in the warehouse were also badly lost, and now Kun Sha definitely thought that the Northern faction and the mafia had joined forces, and was anxious to sell the goods for money, so he contacted Uncle Ping early in the morning."

After hearing this, Ke Lan turned her head and asked someone who was drawing circles: "Mo Wuhen, did you and your brother go to Kunsha's warehouse to set the fire last night?"

Mo Wuhen raised his head, a little confused, and shook his head: "I don't remember where I set the fire, wife, I'm hungry."

"Hungry sister, tell me first, did Jelson ask you to set the fire?" Ke Lan walked over and gave him a smack on the head.

Mo Wuhen shook his head, dying of grievance: "Wife, you are killing me."

Ke Lan slapped him again: "Don't tell me, I'll beat you."

"I can't say it, my brother won't let me say it." Mo Wuhen would rather die than obey.

"Is your brother more important or your wife?"

"It's all important."

"No, you have to choose one."

"Choose or not?"

"Okay, you have the guts, don't call me wife from now on, I won't give you food, I won't give you clothes, I won't let you go to bed."

"Wife." Mo Wuhen looked like he was about to cry, and acted like a baby while hugging Ke Lan.

Everyone shook the goosebumps on their bodies, they couldn't take it anymore.

"Is Mo Wuhen real or just pretending?" Shangguan Jing asked Han Ye, touching her.

Han Ye pointed to the ceiling: "God knows."

"Can I despise you?" Shangguan Jing asked with a contemptuous look.

Han Ye smiled nonchalantly, and put his arms around her shoulders: "Don't worry about him, Kelan can figure it out. You and Uncle Ping go to see Kunsha, and let Lancheng follow you. Now we are in a good position, but you can go as far as you can. open."

"Why are you going?" Shangguan Jing raised her eyebrows.

Han Ye smiled evilly and whispered in her ear: "I was too tired last night, I'll go catch up on sleep."

"Fuck off, you're not serious." Shangguan Jing pushed him, turned around and left.Uncle Ping and Lan Cheng followed suit.

Ke Lan and Mo Wuhen had already moved to the restaurant for dinner.Han Ye asked Heiying to prepare the car first, then walked over and asked, "Do you want to pack it for you?"

"No, let's see what tricks he wants to play." Ke Lan gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"Honey, I didn't play tricks." Mo Wuhen was wronged again.

"Shut up and eat." Ke Lan yelled at him fiercely.

Han Ye didn't care, turned around and walked out: "I'm going out to do errands, you can take care of him yourself."

After Han Ye left, Mo Wuhen quietly said to Ke Lan, "Honey, I don't like him."

"why?"

"Because he hugged you just now." Mo Wuhen was very angry.

Ke Lan patted his head and taught, "I tell you, he is my brother. We grew up together, ate a bowl of rice, and slept in the same bed. Our relationship is much closer than yours."

Mo Wuhen became depressed when he heard it, and after thinking for a while, he pushed his bowl in front of her: "Honey, you eat mine, and I also slept in the same bed with you and ate a bowl of rice. We are the closest relatives." of."

Ke Lan rolled her eyes directly: "Idiot."

Leaving behind a shadow to watch over the house, Han Ye drove out with Blood Blade and the other two teenagers.First, I went to the hospital to see Lutz. He was lying in the intensive care unit before he was out of danger.A little girl sat on a chair in the corridor, with her head bowed, her messy hair covering her cheeks, her shoulders twitched, as if she was crying.

"Fourth Master, that's Luz's younger sister." Xueren came to the hospital to see Luz last night, and usually has a lot of contact with Luz, so he knows his sister.

Han Ye nodded, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Ke Lan: "Ke Lan, come to the hospital and pick up Luzi's sister."

After hanging up the phone, he left the hospital, got in the car, and ordered Xue Ren to say: "The people who were killed and injured last night should give their families some pensions. After all, we are all troubled."

"I know, fourth master."

"Well, let's drive and see Watton."

The boy who was driving got the order to start the car and leave. He went to the place where he had made an appointment with Wharton a few days ago. It was a local characteristic tea house, a small wooden three-story building. There were no guests at this meeting, and the inside and outside were full of northern school guarded by people.

Han Ye reported his name, and the gatekeeper went up to convey it. Afterwards, he came back and searched him. After the search, he let the four of them in.Someone inside led the way and led them up to the third floor and into the innermost box.

The furnishings in the box are very simple, with a round table in the middle of the square.Sitting at the head of the round table was a man in his fifties, with a wealthy figure and a gold chain that was as thick as a little finger around his neck.There were three people standing on the front, back, left, and right sides of the house, plus the guards outside, there were more than a dozen people guarding this small three-story tea house.

"Is that Han Ye?" The other party spoke first, and pressed down on the table with one hand, as if intending to get up, then paused, raised his finger and pointed to the bench opposite him: "Sit down."

Han Ye raised his eyebrows, walked over and sat down, and the three blood blades stood side by side behind him, facing each other in parallel.

"Boss Wharton, it's really better to meet you than to be famous. I'm going to Han Ye." Clenching his fists, Han Ye announced his family name.

Wharton glanced at the three Blood Blades: "You are so courageous, you dare to come here with bare hands."

Han Ye rubbed the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "I want to bring the guy too, but judging by your posture, wouldn't you be disarmed if you bring it? Why bother? I'm here to make friends with you. It’s not here to pick a situation.”

Walton laughed, his upper body sat upright, his fingers clasped together, and his two thumbs circling back and forth, giving people a weird feeling.

"When you make friends, you should show some sincerity, Mr. Han." Wharton said in a deep voice after laughing.

His voice is really deep, especially the ending, which is a bit strange, as if it was done on purpose.Han Ye calmly began to look at him again, as if sensing Han Ye's gaze, Waton twisted his neck a few times, showing a terrifying expression.

Han Ye smiled slightly and looked away: "I went to the appointment on time today, can't I still show my sincerity? As far as I know, the fierce battle between your faction and the Southern faction last night did not lose many troops. If it weren't for the Southern faction Being attacked by someone, the backyard is on fire, Kunsha comes again today, how many of you can resist? He is determined to deal with you, and when he recuperates, the day you come back will be the day you perish."

With a bang, Waton slapped his palm on the table, and cursed: "Go to him, Kunsha, there are so many people, come here to kill one old man, and kill one pair of old men. He is so cowardly, why doesn't he dare to show his face? If he dared to show up last night, I would have chopped off his head and hung it in front of his house today."

Walton became more and more angry at cursing, slammed the table a few times, and spat on the ground.Han Ye looked at his angry look, and just smiled lightly with his arms around his chest.

After a while, Watton finally realized that he was out of control just now, his expression flashed with embarrassment and annoyance, and he sat down again, maintaining the original straight sitting posture, and laughed: "Okay, since everyone wants to hand it over to friends, it's okay It’s beating around the bush, how do you want to cooperate, let’s talk about it.”

Han Ye spread his hands when he heard the words: "This old man, little brother, I came here sincerely, and I made clear friends. You brought out a fake Waton, how can I talk about it?"

The face of the other party changed, but he was strong and calm: "What do you mean by brother?"

"Just the literal meaning. Talk, yes, let Waton come out. Don't talk, it's okay, and it's the same for me to cooperate with Kunsha."

"Haha, brother, don't blame, brother, don't blame." Han Ye finished speaking, the door of the box was pushed open, and a loud voice came in.

"Boss." The person opposite stood up and gave up his seat.

There was one more person in Han Ye's sight, wearing Thai clothes and a pair of black slippers.The figure is slightly rich and noble, much stronger than the fake and shoddy products next to it.There is a green jade wrench on the thumb of the left hand.

"Brother, don't blame me, this road is not peaceful, brother, I have to mention it more? This cup of tea, brother should be the first to respect, and I made amends to my brother at that time." Wharton walked to his seat, did not sit down, and started to drink tea. He drank the remaining half of the tea that was spilled before getting up.

Han Ye smiled and drank the tea in front of him without saying much.Walton looked at it and laughed and said: "Okay, he is a refreshing person."

Han Ye put down his teacup, and thought to himself that Waton's smiling face didn't know the truth. Just seeing that he tested himself with fake products first, he knew that he wasn't as cheerful as he appeared on the surface, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get his current position.

"Brother, I heard what you said just now. It's all the truth. I'm not as powerful as Kunsha. It's a fact that I'm strong. I was beaten up badly last night, and it means that he should be hit by someone because of his bad luck. I'm not dead Let's go." Waton was honest and not pretentious.

(End of this chapter)