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Ye Fan licked his lips, his eyes revealing a trace of reminiscence, "The strongest expert, huh?" I don't even know what her na is. She just looks like a fairy, so I call her a fairy sister. "
"Big Sister Fairy?" Ning Xuemo unhappily asked, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? It can't be that you've taken a fancy to a beautiful lady, right?"
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about it anymore, I'm also confused, it's just that once we t, and then it just disappeared. I don't even know if she's a god or not."
"Doubtful or not, I don't know if you're lying to ." Although Ning Zimo said this, she actually believed it in her heart, because Ye Fan's expression was very serious.
After a while, Ye Fan had eaten up most of the small plate of lobster. Seeing that Ning Zimo had not touched her chopsticks for a long ti, Ye Fan could not help but ask, "Sister Ning, are you really not going to eat?"
Ning Xuemo seed to have sothing on her mind as she said, "Go ahead and eat, I'm not hungry!"
Ye Fan thought for a mont and said, "Are you worried about the Iron Lock Gang?"
Ning Xuemo let out a faint sigh. She did not deny it, "The Iron Locking Gang has Iron Palm Gang backing them. Now that they have bought a batch of weapons, it becos harder and harder to guard against them."
"That's nothing, there's also a Golden Eagle Sect behind the White Shark Gang, I didn't see how powerful they are." Ye Fan bit his mutton skewer and said.
"No, the White Shark Gang and the Golden Eagle Sect only have so connections with the upper generation.
However, Yu Hanlong of the Iron Locking Gang was the disciple of the Iron Palm Sect's leader. Their relationship and support were completely different. "Ning Xuemo began to explain to Ye Fan...
Nowadays, the ancient martial arts sects had already faded from the public's eye. They were no longer as prosperous as they were in ancient tis.
However, these ancient martial arts sects that hid behind the scenes also wanted to raise their disciples and pass on their legacy. Naturally, they needed a large amount of funds.
So of the big sects were relying on the entrance of the mountain to develop their tourism industry and open up their own companies. After they established their own brands, their developnt had beco very popular.
While he was making money outside, he was also recruiting disciples and secretly passing down martial arts knowledge.
However, there were also so small sects like the Golden Eagle Sect and the Iron Palm Gang. Although they had ancient martial arts foundations, they did not have any mountain gates or any connections.
They could not earn much money on the free path, so naturally, they could only follow the path of an underground gang.
Therefore, many gangs appeared everywhere, and so ancient warriors were supporting them from behind.
"No wonder the Iron Lock Gang rose up so quickly." Ye Fan nodded, as if he had heard a story.
Ning Xuemo said worriedly, "If it's just Iron Palm Gang, I'm not afraid. After all, Iron Palm Gang doesn't dare to support Yu Hanlong in the least. They're afraid of getting targeted by the governnt."
However, if Yu Hanlong were to buy a few heavy weapons from that 'jungle arms dealer', it would be difficult to deal with him. "
Ye Fan grinned, "Sister Ning, retract your heart into your stomach. What you're worried about won't happen."
Ning Xuemo curiously asked, "Why?" Do you think he doesn't have enough money? "
"Even if he has the money to buy a weapon, I can still assure you that as long as I am here, the Purple Bamboo Forest will be fine." Ye Fan casually said, but his eyes didn't have the slightest hint of a joke.
Ning Xuemo was also encouraged by the man's confidence. She smiled and nodded. After all, it was not the first ti she had seen Ye Fan's strength.
At critical monts, this man was very reliable.
"That's right, you've finished eating. Co with to Purple Leaf Tea House, I have sothing that I need your help with."
"What's going on? It's already so late." Ye Fan was puzzled.
Ning Xuemo mysteriously smiled, "I'll know once I get there. Co, let's eat a bit more …"
… ….
Around ten in the evening, Ye Fan drove back to the Purple Leaf Teahouse with Ning Xuemo.
At this mont, the teahouse was closed. Two rows of n with serious expressions stood outside the door. They were all well-built and in their twenties. They did not seem to be in their thirties.
Zhao Zhong led his n and bowed directly at the door, "Eldest Miss! "Hello Brother Fan!"
Ning Zimo asked, "Little Zhao, have you dealt with the corpses?"
"Rest assured, Eldest Miss. Put everything in a bag and let the stones sink into the river. Once they're in the sea, follow the ocean currents and there won't be any problems," said Zhao Zhong.
"So the people I asked you to choose are all here?" Ning Xuemo swept her eyes over the twenty or so powerful subordinates present.
Zhao Zhong nodded, "Yes, Eldest Miss. These people have fought and cut people before. They are loyal to the Purple Bamboo Forest and you. The older ones have all been eliminated. Most of these brothers have been in the army, or are in the society too early."
"Good, now let's go to the back of the teahouse."
"Yes!" "Young miss!" The group complied.
Ye Fan was puzzled, "Sister Ning, what are you doing?"
"I feel that the current situation is becoming more and more dangerous, so I plan to pick a group of people to focus on improving their combat strength so that they can face the challenges of the future," Ning Zimo said.
At this ti, the group arrived at a small garden at the back of the tea house under the lead of Ning Xuemo. There was an open space made of green brick, which didn't seem to be of any use.
However, this was actually a place for so martial artists to spar in the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Ning Zimo asked Ye Fan, "What do you think about the strength of these brothers?"
Ye Fan could roughly guess the woman's intention in coming to find him. After thinking for a mont, he said, "I think it's possible for one person to overturn seven or eight ordinary people."
"These are the few elite brothers of our Purple Bamboo Forest. You only feel that it's not too bad …" "Seems like we're really too weak …" Ning Xuemo said unhappily.
Ye Fan said very straightforwardly in this regard, "If I say it's okay, then it's already considered giving face. Actually, I just feel that they just have a little more strength, and are no different from ordinary people."
After saying this, the twenty odd strong n were sowhat unwilling to accept it. However, because Ning Xuemo was there and the opponent was the strong Ye Fan, they did not dare to open their mouths.
However, Ning Xuemo could see that they were unwilling to accept this. She smiled and said, "Ye Fan said that you are very ordinary people. Do you want to prove yourselves?"
"Yes sir!" Several n shouted.
"Okay, I will give you a chance. All of you co up now and surround Ye Fan, don't show any rcy!" The person who hit Ye Fan, I will reward him with one thousand gold coins! " Ning Xuemo ordered.
When Ye Fan heard this, he wondered why this woman didn't give him any ti to prepare. Was she using him to train her soldiers?
When the group of n heard this, they felt like they had hit a thousand. This was basically just sending red packets, to them, it was a lot of money.
All of a sudden, they were all staring at Ye Fan like a tiger eyeing its prey.
"Brother Fan, how disrespectful!"
"Brother Fan!" This is what the young miss said! "
Without saying anything further, the group of people started to exert their strength under their feet and surrounded Ye Fan. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.
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