Looking at the more than 20 elite subordinates standing in front of them, Lang Si was very proud. He waved his little fists and said proudly to the fat man: Report to Fat Master, no one of the twenty little brothers was injured or killed!
OK, very good... The fat man smiled on his face, but was cursing in his heart, Damn, there is such a good thing, why didn’t the Lang Si guy make a set for himself to wear?
What exactly is this dress made of? Can it withstand such high temperature and high pressure? Yu Fei asked the question in the hearts of the people present
Lang Si said proudly: I spent a lot of effort to buy this from the black market in Linhai City! According to the old beggar who sold me, the things he studied could be kept inseparable from water and fire...
What? Lang Si, are you saying that you bought these things from an old beggar? The fat man opened his mouth wide and looked stunned.
It's Ah
Lang had the expression of Fat Master in four years, and said strangely. He was indeed an old beggar, very down and out. Fat Master, you don’t know. When we found this old beggar, he was about to starve to death and had to take us to buy him to study products. As a last resort, I, Lang, was kind-hearted and had to buy him a little bit of things. I didn’t expect that this thing could really work in the last moment!
Lang Si seemed to have found a big advantage, and he was complacently promising
The fat man still opened his mouth wide and his face began to feel a little unkind: Don't tell me, you bought the explosives I asked me to make from the old beggar...
To Ah! Lang Si looked at the fat man with surprise, Fatty, how did you know? I only spent less than one hundred yuan in total, it was so cost-effective!
Damn it!
The fat man kicked Lang Si directly, and Lang Si was thrown to the ground when he glared.
Lang Si was sad, Fatty, what did I do wrong again? You said, can't I change it...
Shut up!
The fat man said angrily, "How dare you reply?"
Fatty, I asked you to do something, but you actually went to find an old beggar for Master Jian?
Fortunately, the things he had are still effective. If they were inferior products, wouldn’t Fat Master’s plan be ruined today?
Lang Si seemed to have discovered why the fat man was angry, and he couldn't help but explain: Fatty, you know that it is impossible to get so many strong explosives in such a short time! And... and... the most important thing you didn't give me...
Lang Si said at the end, and seemed to be afraid to continue talking, and kept raising his eyes and secretly looking at the fat man.
You make it clear, what did I give you in the end? The fat man said angrily
It's...it's...you don't seem to have bought me explosives yet...
Lang Si finally plucked up the courage to speak out
Fortunately, the old beggar knew that Lang Si was not rich, so he only had one hundred yuan, otherwise he would not be willing to spend the money.
The fat man was so angry that he was so angry that he screamed and was about to rush forward to Bulang Si's kick, but Ye Fan stopped him.
Mr. Fan, you want to save me. My heart for you and Mr. Fat will never change...
After Lang Si saw Ye Fan taking action, he knew that only this man could cure Fat Master, so he kept begging Ye Fan.
Ye Fan felt a chill when he listened to his words. If a beauty said such a thing to him, he would be very welcome, but Lang Si, then forget it.
He stopped Lang Si's loyalty and asked: Do you think you bought these things in the black market?
Ye Fan was wondering in his heart, why hadn't he heard of a black market in Linhai?
Don’t you know about Ah, Mr. Fan? There are specialized in selling some shameful things, with lots of things ranging from one hundred to tens of millions of millions of dollars, and there are also many good things!
Lang Si said, but he was thinking in his heart that the so-called shameful things are nothing more than tax evasion, which is commonly known as smuggling goods. Of course, the things inside are particularly cheap!
Is there such a place? Ye Fan's heart moved and thought of the magical old beggar that Lang Si mentioned. Is he a hidden master?
Ye Fan said calmly: Can you find that old beggar?
Lang Si was happy as soon as he heard this, and patted his chest hard and made a sound. Don't worry, Mr. Fan, no one dared to say that, but that old beggar, who was so poor that he had no penny on him, and he usually relied on buying fake goods for a living. If you want to find him, just give him one hundred yuan, that's true!
In order to divert Fat Master's attention, Lang Si began to make a promise.
The fat man looked at Ye Fan thoughtfully and said nothing more, but he did not beat Lang Si anymore
Brother Fan...
Ye Fan was thinking about how to find the old beggar to come out to help, but a low voice sounded behind him.
He couldn't help but look back and was stunned. The person who called him was actually Tutu
How could this cool black man suddenly call him Brother Fan in front of everyone?
Ye Fan looked at Tutu in confusion, did you call me?
The people from the Dark Night Force... haven't noticed it yet... Tutu said in a very rare tone with a heavy tone
Ye Fan was shocked! It was Ah, he was just caring about the old beggar who was working hard. The Dark Night Army was his old master!
Although the Dark Night Army used all kinds of tricks tonight, completely losing Ye Fan's face, they were still very effective after all. At least they could hold up the pig brother Kong Hua and make him unable to kill Sister Yanran and the others.
Why did I forget such an important thing now?
As their instructor, Tutu seems to be having a good relationship with these little bastards. Ye Fan rarely sees Tutu showing such a look.
But I remember that when I was leaving, I clearly ordered them to leave first. If it were a fight, Ye Fan would not have any confidence in the members of the Dark Night Force. However, if it was a matter of escaping, these little bastards would still be very good at slapping. Ye Fan never doubted this.
However, Ye Fan suddenly thought that under the violent explosion just now, he almost died on the spot, who had the Aftermath Fist?
That group of bastards can escape, but how far can they escape at the first time?
You know, Tutu and the others left for a long time, and they also had their own cars to carry on. The people from the Dark Night Army seemed to have started to explode shortly after they left...
When he thought of this, Ye Fan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. Now, no one who saw them was not...
Ye Fan's face suddenly became extremely gloomy!
This is his own hard work. Although it is not a big deal, Ye Fan still feels heartbroken now...
OK, very good... The fat man smiled on his face, but was cursing in his heart, Damn, there is such a good thing, why didn’t the Lang Si guy make a set for himself to wear?
What exactly is this dress made of? Can it withstand such high temperature and high pressure? Yu Fei asked the question in the hearts of the people present
Lang Si said proudly: I spent a lot of effort to buy this from the black market in Linhai City! According to the old beggar who sold me, the things he studied could be kept inseparable from water and fire...
What? Lang Si, are you saying that you bought these things from an old beggar? The fat man opened his mouth wide and looked stunned.
It's Ah
Lang had the expression of Fat Master in four years, and said strangely. He was indeed an old beggar, very down and out. Fat Master, you don’t know. When we found this old beggar, he was about to starve to death and had to take us to buy him to study products. As a last resort, I, Lang, was kind-hearted and had to buy him a little bit of things. I didn’t expect that this thing could really work in the last moment!
Lang Si seemed to have found a big advantage, and he was complacently promising
The fat man still opened his mouth wide and his face began to feel a little unkind: Don't tell me, you bought the explosives I asked me to make from the old beggar...
To Ah! Lang Si looked at the fat man with surprise, Fatty, how did you know? I only spent less than one hundred yuan in total, it was so cost-effective!
Damn it!
The fat man kicked Lang Si directly, and Lang Si was thrown to the ground when he glared.
Lang Si was sad, Fatty, what did I do wrong again? You said, can't I change it...
Shut up!
The fat man said angrily, "How dare you reply?"
Fatty, I asked you to do something, but you actually went to find an old beggar for Master Jian?
Fortunately, the things he had are still effective. If they were inferior products, wouldn’t Fat Master’s plan be ruined today?
Lang Si seemed to have discovered why the fat man was angry, and he couldn't help but explain: Fatty, you know that it is impossible to get so many strong explosives in such a short time! And... and... the most important thing you didn't give me...
Lang Si said at the end, and seemed to be afraid to continue talking, and kept raising his eyes and secretly looking at the fat man.
You make it clear, what did I give you in the end? The fat man said angrily
It's...it's...you don't seem to have bought me explosives yet...
Lang Si finally plucked up the courage to speak out
Fortunately, the old beggar knew that Lang Si was not rich, so he only had one hundred yuan, otherwise he would not be willing to spend the money.
The fat man was so angry that he was so angry that he screamed and was about to rush forward to Bulang Si's kick, but Ye Fan stopped him.
Mr. Fan, you want to save me. My heart for you and Mr. Fat will never change...
After Lang Si saw Ye Fan taking action, he knew that only this man could cure Fat Master, so he kept begging Ye Fan.
Ye Fan felt a chill when he listened to his words. If a beauty said such a thing to him, he would be very welcome, but Lang Si, then forget it.
He stopped Lang Si's loyalty and asked: Do you think you bought these things in the black market?
Ye Fan was wondering in his heart, why hadn't he heard of a black market in Linhai?
Don’t you know about Ah, Mr. Fan? There are specialized in selling some shameful things, with lots of things ranging from one hundred to tens of millions of millions of dollars, and there are also many good things!
Lang Si said, but he was thinking in his heart that the so-called shameful things are nothing more than tax evasion, which is commonly known as smuggling goods. Of course, the things inside are particularly cheap!
Is there such a place? Ye Fan's heart moved and thought of the magical old beggar that Lang Si mentioned. Is he a hidden master?
Ye Fan said calmly: Can you find that old beggar?
Lang Si was happy as soon as he heard this, and patted his chest hard and made a sound. Don't worry, Mr. Fan, no one dared to say that, but that old beggar, who was so poor that he had no penny on him, and he usually relied on buying fake goods for a living. If you want to find him, just give him one hundred yuan, that's true!
In order to divert Fat Master's attention, Lang Si began to make a promise.
The fat man looked at Ye Fan thoughtfully and said nothing more, but he did not beat Lang Si anymore
Brother Fan...
Ye Fan was thinking about how to find the old beggar to come out to help, but a low voice sounded behind him.
He couldn't help but look back and was stunned. The person who called him was actually Tutu
How could this cool black man suddenly call him Brother Fan in front of everyone?
Ye Fan looked at Tutu in confusion, did you call me?
The people from the Dark Night Force... haven't noticed it yet... Tutu said in a very rare tone with a heavy tone
Ye Fan was shocked! It was Ah, he was just caring about the old beggar who was working hard. The Dark Night Army was his old master!
Although the Dark Night Army used all kinds of tricks tonight, completely losing Ye Fan's face, they were still very effective after all. At least they could hold up the pig brother Kong Hua and make him unable to kill Sister Yanran and the others.
Why did I forget such an important thing now?
As their instructor, Tutu seems to be having a good relationship with these little bastards. Ye Fan rarely sees Tutu showing such a look.
But I remember that when I was leaving, I clearly ordered them to leave first. If it were a fight, Ye Fan would not have any confidence in the members of the Dark Night Force. However, if it was a matter of escaping, these little bastards would still be very good at slapping. Ye Fan never doubted this.
However, Ye Fan suddenly thought that under the violent explosion just now, he almost died on the spot, who had the Aftermath Fist?
That group of bastards can escape, but how far can they escape at the first time?
You know, Tutu and the others left for a long time, and they also had their own cars to carry on. The people from the Dark Night Army seemed to have started to explode shortly after they left...
When he thought of this, Ye Fan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. Now, no one who saw them was not...
Ye Fan's face suddenly became extremely gloomy!
This is his own hard work. Although it is not a big deal, Ye Fan still feels heartbroken now...
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