"I! Jiang Fan. ”

In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes slowly opened, and suddenly an incomparably strong smell of blood filled the entire lounge.

This is the unique killing aura of the imperial soldiers, which comes from the aura of countless undead infected.

"You...... You dog, what do you want to do, don't come here!" Wei Meiniang was so frightened that she stumbled and fell to the ground, her back cold.

It's terrible! It's terrible......

At this moment, Jiang Fan is simply like an evil spirit possessed, and the bloody eyes hidden in the darkness and floating directly hit the depths of his soul.

The fear of death was like a hand reaching into Wei Meiniang's esophagus and stirring, and the strong feeling of vomiting made her face pale.

Jiang Fan did not stop releasing the killing aura, but continued to climb.

"You...... What do you want to do, I'm Wei Xueyan's grandfather, can't you kill me, you...... Don't mess around," Old Man Wei, who was trembling with fright, took a few steps back and widened his eyes.

"You ...... Jiang Fan's voice was very cold, without the slightest emotion, "I invited you here today, I will only say it once, listen well, I will only say it once." ”

"What do you want to say!" Old Man Wei swallowed his saliva, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

"In the future, I don't want to see you in Wei Xueyan's life again, otherwise...... I'll kill you!"

"Who do you think you are, it's really ......" Wei Meiniang's inherent memory, still looking down on Jiang Fan.

A waste who eats soft rice, why is she Wei Meiniang afraid?

But just halfway through her words, in just a moment, she experienced a fear that she had never experienced in her life.

A pair of terrifying eyes arrived in front of her in an instant.

Wei Meiniang could feel a smell of blood coming to her face, Jiang Fan was like a beast and breathing steadily, hitting her face, and her hairs stood on end.

At this moment, her gaze collided with Jiang Fan's pupils.

It was pitch black and deep like an abyss, and Wei Meiniang saw a killing god covered in blood and standing above millions of corpses.

Behind him were countless dead soldiers who followed the imperial soldiers.

And at this moment, the corner of the man's mouth outlined a touch of coldness, and he looked sideways at Wei Meiniang.

Suddenly, Wei Meiniang's spirit reached the upper limit of her bearing, and she let out a heart-rending scream and fainted.

All is calm.

Jiang Fan lit a cigarette and stood beside the paralyzed Old Man Wei and smoked.

At this time, the old man Wei was already incontinent, his eyes were full of tears, and he would lose consciousness at any time when he opened his mouth wide.

He just looked at Jiang Fan like that, looking at this waste that he had despised before.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

After smoking a cigarette, it is natural to leave.

During the whole process, Jiang Fan didn't speak again, pushed the door and walked out.

The sound of leather shoes and tiles colliding, as if Shura was far away, gradually drifting away!

Jiang Fan disappeared at the end of the corridor.

At the door, Zhou Yanhe looked at the miserable situation in the house and muttered, "It seems that this stinky boy is really angry, for this kind of ordinary person, he has released such a strong killing aura, don't say that they are some young men under my hands, I'm afraid it's enough to choke." ”

"Come on, get these two people to the hospital quickly, or I'm afraid they're going to go mad." ”

......

Jiang Fan took a shower, changed into a set of clean clothes, and stood in front of the mirror, his face was a little ugly.

At this time, the pain caused by taking the mysterious drug in the body was still there, and the back began to seep through dense cold sweat, wetting the shirt.

In front of the mirror, he tried to squeeze out a natural smile, until Jiang Fan felt satisfied, and then put on his coat and walked outside.

After a full afternoon, the press conference officially ended.

"Have you worked hard, are you tired?" Jiang Fan looked at Wei Xueyan who threw herself into his arms and said dotingly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen so many people, I was really scared to death just now, why is your face so ugly?" Wei Xueyan raised her head and touched Jiang Fan's cheek.

It's frighteningly cold.

Jiang Fan hurriedly squeezed out a smile, "Maybe I'm nervous for you." ”

"Hmph," Wei Xueyan gently hammered Jiang Fan's chest and said, "You, you're usually too introverted, and college is like this, stuffy gourd." ”

"Yes, yes," Jiang Fan said, "Let's go, go eat something, your stomach can't stand the toss, and it may be even more difficult to take care of it when you go to work in the future." ”

"Isn't it you, what are you afraid of, you will cook for me for the rest of your life in the future, okay?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at Wei Xueyan who looked like a child in front of him and turned around and smiled, his lips were pale, he clenched his fists, and said weakly, "How long is a lifetime, if you can, I hope it will be three lives and three lives, and I will love you for thousands of years!"

"Could it be...... Am I really going to die?"

Jiang Fan didn't know that all he could do was to be able to reach "that level" of strength before his body completely showed drug resistance.

Such...... He's not going to die.

"Ah, it looks...... I found very incredible information," In a high-rise building in the distance, a black shadow was looking at Jiang Fan's distant back, revealing a grim smile.

In the next few days, the new company was just established, Wei Xueyan has been very busy, and Jiang Fan also continued his task and personally took care of Wei Xueyan's life and diet.

I learned a lot of stomach tips on the Internet, and I saw that Wei Xueyan was very satisfied with eating, and Jiang Fan was also very satisfied, which made many people in the company envious to death.

"Do you still have to work overtime today?" Jiang Fan put away the dishes and chopsticks, and looked at Wei Xueyan who was quickly typing on the keyboard in front of the computer desk.

Wei Xueyan stretched her waist, and her perfect curves were unobstructed.

"There's no way, the new company has just been established, and there is a big customer to meet in the evening, so I may have to trouble you to come with me." ”

"Big customer?" Jiang Fan picked up the last item of the itinerary and looked at it.

"Wu Di, who is he? ”

"I heard that it is a famous director, and they are going to make a billion-dollar costume production, Zhou Fangzun introduced it here, and I went to talk to him about the details of the costume. ”

"Okay, no problem," Jiang Fan said lightly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two came to Wu Di's studio.

"We're here to see Director Wu," Jiang Fan said to the counter staff.

"Now Director Wu is very busy, you just wait. ”

Jiang Fan glanced at the time of his watch and frowned, "He said eight o'clock." ”

A trace of impatience flashed on the face of the counter clerk, and the yin and yang strange aura said, "Since you are here to see Director Wu, you are not short of this time, if you feel uncomfortable, you can leave immediately, do you know who Director Wu is talking to now, do you think you can compare with that nobleman?"

"Sister Qin, I heard that Director Wu is talking to that first-line actress, right?" At this time, one of the people next to him said excitedly.

"It's not who she is, the popular film and television superstar, Shen Yue, this is a superstar that our Director Wu has been waiting for for three years. ”

"Shen Yue! it turned out to be her," Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed on Wei Xueyan's face.

"What, do you know?" Jiang Fan said.

"I used to make my debut with a company, but then the company had debt problems, and we both parted ways, and I heard that she met a big guy and went abroad to develop. ”

"And it's going very well, we met for business a few years ago. ”

"Hehe, someone else is a big superstar, will they know you?" the counter clerk sneered disdainfully when he heard this, and secretly mocked.

At this moment, the door of the office opened, and a middle-aged man with a gray beret walked out.

Beside him, a woman wearing a tight-fitting hip wrap, elegant temperament, white skin and beautiful appearance responded to the middle-aged man proudly.

"Miss Shen, then our contract is finalized, and we look forward to this cooperation, we can all win-win. ”

Shen Yue ignored Wu Di's outstretched hand and said with a smile, "It depends on whether Director Wu's script is strong or not, and it is naturally no problem on my side." ”

"Director Wu, hello!" Wei Xueyan hurriedly stepped forward and smiled professionally and politely, "I'm Wei Xueyan from Yamei Clothing Company, and this time I want to talk to Director Wu about the specific details of ancient costumes." ”

"Yamei Clothing Company?" Wu Di frowned when he saw someone blocking the way, his face was displeased, and he suddenly shouted, "What bullshit company, how can I cooperate with you, get out of here." ”