More than 7 p.m.!

Ye Fan was playing CF in the apartment when his mobile phone rang.

At this moment, it turned out to be Zhao Feng.

Huh?

Why did this tease call me all of a sudden?

Ye Fan looked stunned for a moment, but he still pressed the answer button, with a smile on his face, "Oh! Brother Feng, why did you suddenly call my brother? You must have invited me to dinner, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!! Brother Fan is really smart, I just want to invite you to dinner, I don't know if Brother Fan is free?" Zhao Feng asked anxiously.

Ye Fan smiled, "Oh! Look at what Brother Feng said, since Brother Feng has spoken out, can I not be free?"

"Okay!!At 8 o'clock that night, we will have dinner at Nongfu Villa!" Zhao Feng said.

"See you or leave!"

"See you or leave!"

……

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan's brows furrowed slightly.

As the saying goes: Nothing to be courteous, not a traitor or a thief!

Zhao Feng suddenly invited himself to dinner, presumably a weasel greeting the chickens for the New Year, and he didn't have any good intentions.

However, since Zhao Feng has invited guests, and he doesn't go, wouldn't he give the other party a face?

At this time, his gaze cut back to Zhao Feng's body.

I saw that Zhao Feng's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his eyes were blackened, like a national treasure panda.

Huang Lang is even worse!

Several of his front teeth have been popped, and his eyelids are swollen like eggs, and he can't recognize this as her son.

"High ...... Master!!I ...... I have done what you asked and put ...... I asked Ye Fan out, please, just ...... Just let us go. ”

Zhao Feng showed a bitter gourd face.

At this moment, he regretted it so much, he regretted why he was so stupid just now.

Don't look at the man in front of you is an old man, but it's not a person who is so mad that he beats himself and Huang Lang, and he doesn't even recognize his mother.

"Don't worry!!What I said will definitely count, but you pour this bag of white powder into Ye Fan's wine glass, and after the matter is done, you can leave." Takumi Gono commanded.

"Yes...... But what we're like now, what's the matter...... How can you see people?" Zhao Feng pointed to his swollen face and said bitterly.

"It's okay! You just say you've been hit!" Takumi Gono reminded.

"Hit by a car?"

The smile on the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth trembled slightly, and he scolded in his heart: Why did you get hit by a car, and your whole family was hit by a car.

Besides, I was hit by a car and hurt my face, why do you think Ye Fan is a fool? People will believe me?

Pit Daddy!!

Although even Zhao Feng felt that this reason was too far-fetched, he had to agree to the other party because he was a master.

……

Around 7:50 p.m.!

Ye Fan drove through a winding mountain road and came to his destination - Nongfu Villa!

At this time, he called Zhao Feng and asked for the box number, and under the leadership of a waiter, he came to the box.

"Knock knock!"

Pushing the door in, seeing Zhao Feng and Huang Lang in the box, Ye Fan was stunned for a moment.

Ni Mom!

Who did these two teases offend? Why are they being beaten like this?

I saw him ask suspiciously, "Brother Feng, are you ...... What are you doing, brother, my heart aches to see it!"

Heartache?

What a hypocrisy to talk about your sister!!!

Zhao Feng secretly cursed in his heart.

Immediately, he explained: "Don't mention it, I...... I was unlucky with Huang Lang and was hit by a bicycle, alas!!"

"Brother Feng, you have enough cups. ”

Ye Fan smiled, but muttered secretly in his heart, I was hit by a bicycle?

"Alas!!Don't mention it, it's a handful of bitter tears!" Zhao Feng hurriedly changed the topic and ordered Huang Lang, "Huang Lang, go and call for wine, I want to have a few drinks with Brother Fan tonight." ”

"Okay!"

Huang Lang nodded, of course he knew what Zhao Feng was pointing at.

Immediately, he left the box, went to the front desk to order a bottle of wine, and then secretly wiped the bag of white powder into the bathroom.

After he shook it lightly a few times, it was impossible to see in the wine that he had been tampered with.

Soon, Huang Lang returned to the box.

"Brother Feng!!The wine is coming!" Huang Lang shouted.

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and pour it for Brother Fan! It's not eye-catching at all!" Zhao Feng reprimanded.

"Good...... Okay!"

Huang Lang sneered, and then poured Ye Fan a glass of wine.

Since they had taken the antidote beforehand, they didn't have to worry about the toxicity of the wine.

So, Huang Lang poured two more glasses, one for each of them.

I saw Zhao Feng raise his wine glass, and toasted to Ye Fan with a bold face: "Come on, come on!!! Brother Fan, our brothers haven't drunk wine together for a long time, the first glass, it's dry!"

After that, Zhao Feng opened his mouth and grunted and drank the wine.

"Oh! Brother Feng is really good at talking! Brother did it too!"

Ye Fan smiled.

Still, he didn't let his guard down.

I saw that he was about to drink the wine, but his nose moved slightly.

Huh?

Something is wrong with this wine!!

Suddenly, Ye Fan noticed a hint of abnormality.

His sense of smell, hearing, and eyesight are all different from ordinary people, and if he is an ordinary person, it is estimated that he cannot distinguish the faint smell of wine.

However, Ye Fan is different.

He is the ninth generation of the Holy Gate of Medicine, and he has long been familiar with the smell of poison.

He concluded that the poison was very strong.

But what surprised Ye Fan was, how could Zhao Feng get this poison?

Not good!

Did he find out?

At this time, Zhao Feng saw that Ye Fan was delaying drinking the wine, and his heart chuckled a few times.

Immediately, he asked suspiciously, "Brother Fan, are you ...... Why don't you drink?"

"Oops!!It's a coincidence, I've been unwell lately, and I'm not suitable for drinking, so please bear with Brother Feng!haha!"

Ye Fan laughed.

"This ......"

Zhao Feng and Huang Lang glanced at each other, and secretly said bitterly in their hearts: Damn, if you don't drink, why will the dead old man let us go?

"Brother Fan, just take a sip!"

"Yes, even if it means it!"

"You're so faceless for your brother!"

……

Zhao Feng and the others persuaded hard.

"Oh, Brother Feng, why do you feel like you want me to drink, you...... You're not going to poison the wine, are you?"

At this time, Ye Fan smiled gloomily.

"Where...... Where!!I ...... How dare we poison Brother Fan?"

Zhao Feng panicked all of a sudden.

After Ye Fan saw this, he strengthened his guess even more, this wine is really poisonous!

"Oh, Brother Feng, I'm just talking casually, why are you so nervous?" Ye Fan smiled weirdly and asked, "You...... You're not really poisoned, are you?"

"I ...... We don't!!no!"

Zhao Feng and the others hurriedly shook their heads, with a vetoed expression.

At this time, Ye Fan cocked Erlang's legs, smiled playfully, and asked, "Say it! You poisoned, did someone instigate it?"

……