Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Thinking for a while, Zhang Fan nodded his head and said, "yes, let's go together. I'll see you in the market." When Zhang Fan hung up the phone, the bathroom door opened and Zhou Xiaolei, surrounded by her bathrobe, came out.

"Zhang Fan, where are you going

Come to Zhang Fan, Zhou Xiaolei looks at Zhang Fan from a high position, frowns and asks.

"Not where."

Zhang Fan shakes his head. He doesn't want to worry about Meiren.

"Zhang Fan, don't think I don't know if you don't say it."

Staring at Zhang Fan's eyes, after a while, Zhou Xiaolei sat down beside Zhang Fan, holding Zhang Fan's arm in her white catkin. She said solemnly, "Zhang Fan, is that what Zhou Baibai told you last time?"

"Xiao Lei, don't think too much. It's nothing."

Although she thought that Zhou Xiaolei knew that he and Zhou Baibai were going to fight against the big families of China and the Tianren family, Zhang Fan still refused to admit it.

"Since you said there was nothing wrong with it, it was nothing."

Seeing that Zhang Fan still refused to admit it, Zhou Xiaolei stopped asking. The serious color on her face became more intense, as if to turn into substance. She solemnly said, "Zhang Fan, no matter what you do, you should know that there is a wife who loves you at home, waiting for you to come back safely."

"Xiaolei, I know."

Zhou Xiaolei's words, let Zhang Fan moved, heart is moved, reach out to put Zhou Xiaolei in his arms, soft voice.

"You just know."

Zhou Xiaolei made a point and nestled in Zhang Fan's arms for a few minutes and then separated. She said with a smile, "Zhang Fan, it's not early. Go to take a bath."

"Well, good."

Zhang Fan stood up and entered the bathroom.

……

Time goes back an hour.

Wenhai City, coastal an independent villa.

On the first floor of the villa, at the sofa in the hall, there is a suit leather suit. It looks like a middle-aged man of 50 or 60 years old. His body exudes awe inspiring momentum. His square face is full of dignified color, and his eyes emit endless light.

His name is Zhao Tiangang, Zhao Zilong, the father of Zhao Zihu, the founder of Tiangang Group, and the controller of today's Gang group.

Now

Zhao Tiangang is waiting for a message, which is very important to him.

Time, in Zhao Tiangang's waiting in the past.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes Five minutes A quarter of an hour

By the time of 20 minutes, Zhao Tiangang's mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

"At last I called."

Hearing the ring, Zhao Tiangang's dignified face showed a smile. He reached for his mobile phone and pressed the answer button to connect the phone.

"What's the matter? Is that Zhang Fan dead?" Zhao Tiangang asked with a smile.

"Mr. Zhao, the assassination failed."

Yan Luo's voice came out from the mobile phone. His words were full of uneasiness.

The assassination failed?

Hearing Yan Luo's words, the smile on Zhao Tiangang's face disappeared in an instant, and became extremely gloomy. The degree of his face was dripping with anger in his eyes.

Whoa

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhao Tiangang said in a low voice: "what's going on in the end? Tell me exactly what's going on. I'll make you regret coming to this world."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Yan Luo, sitting in a BMW, shivered when he heard Zhao Tiangang's words. Fear appeared in his face and eyes. He quickly said what he had seen.

Is Zhang Fang not a martial artist, but an immortal cultivator at the level of dredging pulse?

After listening to Yan Luo's narration, Zhao Tiangang fell into meditation. After a while, he said, "Yan Luo, how did you inquire about the information, even the strength of the other party, did not know."

The voice becomes more deep and contains anger.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry. It's my dereliction of duty."

Yan Luo knew that the failure of the assassination was due to his poor investigation. Therefore, facing Zhao Tiangang's accusation, he apologized.

"If you are not a sage, you can do nothing wrong. This time it will be over."

Zhao Tiangang coldly said: "before the next assassination, give me a clear investigation of the news. If you fail again, you can come to see me."

"Mr. Zhao, you can rest assured."

Yan Luo said seriously: "the next time of the assassination, make sure that Zhang Fan's head will fall to the ground and disappear from the world, but..."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Luo solemnly said: "Mr. Zhao, the immortal cultivator and the martial arts person, that is a day, a land. If you want to kill the immortal cultivator, you must let the immortal cultivator kill it.

If you ask the price of the immortal cultivator, you will... "

"Yan Luo, you're talking about money. It's OK."

Zhao Tiangang interrupted Yan Luo and said coldly, "how much money do you need? You can give me a number at that time."……

"Ah..."

Looking at Zhang Fan on her own, Zhou Xiaolei said angrily, "Zhang Fan, you What are you doing? "

Qing Shi Yu Yan, pretty eyes, was filled with endless panic.

"Beauty, I'm all over you. What do you think I'm doing?"

Zhang Fan took a breath, and the secret way was really fragrant. With a smile, he said, "girl, do you remember what you promised me in the cinema?"

"What I promised you, I promised you nothing."

With Zhang Fan's words coming out, Zhou Xiaolei's face, eyes of panic, even more, her eyes light floating said.

Whoa.

Is this a default.

See here

Zhang Fan sneered in his heart. The corner of his mouth rose, and the evil spirit on his face was covered with fun. He said, "Xiaolei, baby, think about it again."

"Think what you think."

White Zhang Fan one eye, Zhou Xiaolei did not have a good airway: "I did not promise you what, no matter how good to think, I can not think of it."

"Xiaolei, have you ever heard such a sage saying?"

"What sage's words."

Cough

after two coughing sounds, Zhang Fan's face was dull and serious. He solemnly said: "I promised to do something. If I didn't do it, I would be punished by God."

"Never heard of it."

Zhou Xiaolei did not want to spit out three words, then, squinting at Zhang Fan, scornfully said: "Zhang Fan, I think this sentence is not any sage's words, but you make it up."

"If it's a lie, you'll know immediately."

Zhang Fan is very thick skinned. When Zhou Xiaolei stabbed a lie, his complexion did not change at all, but became more serious. Just as Zhou Xiaolei was about to make a sound, Zhang Fanshi exhibited the ancient treasure: understanding human clothes.

Ah

In Zhou Xiaolei's voice, all her pajamas disappeared, and a perfect ketone body was revealed in the soft light.

"Xiaolei baby, what you promised me, then you must do it."

"Zhang Fan, you Don't you... "

"Ha ha ha."

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