Chapter Twenty-Nine: Not a Dream

A smile broke into Smithfield's face and he agreed: "Yes, my dear Mr. China. "What he's best at is sniping. If Wang Jiu wanted to have a sniper match with him, Smithfell would definitely be happy to do it. But if you do it and fight with a knife, although Smithfield is very big, in the face of this obscene fat man who can appear with the fire scorpion, Wang Jiu, he is really a little bottomless in his heart.

Wang Jiu said with great satisfaction: "That's good, you hurry up and cut yourself off, lest Lao Tzu, a Sven man, do it."

Smithfell was furious, and his large hand quickly reached for the military dagger in his leg pants.

Wang Jiu sneered, scolded a fool, and somehow had an extra revolver in his hand. Raising his hand is a shot: "Holy shit, who is playing with you with a knife." ”

The No. 2 sniper cleared the obstacles, and the night vision device of the cheetah quickly locked on Ye Fei, who was rolling on the ground one after another, and suddenly Ye Fei of the night vision device actually did not move.

The cheetah pulled the trigger without hesitation, and at the same time, he saw that the corners of Ye Fei's mouth outlined a cold arc, and with a lift of his right hand, the bullet seemed to slow down countless times in the cheetah's pupils. I watched as the bullet pierced through the night vision goggles, into my eyeball, and through the back of my head.

The moment he fell to the ground, the cheetah's other intact eye was still full of incredulity. How did he do it, he didn't make a move, how did he know where he was hiding

The cheetah forgot that it was not ordinary people who he was trying to kill, but famous hunters.

No matter how good the cheetah is, how can it be the best, you must not let the hunter have a gun, otherwise he will become a nightmare that will never be erased in your heart.

He didn't need to go out of his way to aim. As long as you shoot at him and don't kill him, he will be able to lock your bearings. And all you have to do is try to breathe as much fresh air as you can in your life.

With a gun in Ye Fei's hand, he will be the most terrifying executioner, the Demon of Hell.

On the top floor of the prosperous Wanda, Tang Buyi carefully watched the whole process of sniping Ye Fei through the military binoculars, and said lightly: "Let the brothers all withdraw." ”

The man in the black trench coat asked suspiciously: "Mr. Tang, the brothers have paid such a big price, is it a pity to withdraw now?"

Tang Buyi showed a handsome smile and said, "No, the purpose of our coming to Changzhu City is not to kill Ye Fei, but there is another important matter. ”

The man in the black trench coat was Tang Buyi's henchman, and he couldn't help asking: "But Mr. Tang, are we sacrificing so many brothers just to give Ye Fei a warning?"

Tang Buyi smiled and said, "You guessed right, I just wanted to tell him that we also came to Changzhu City." ”

"Why"

Tang Buyi said faintly: "Because even if we don't make a move on him, sooner or later he will know that we are lurking in Changzhu City." Rather than let him find out for himself, it is better to tell him openly that we are here too. ”

Throwing Han Jie on the sofa, Ye Fei turned around and said to Qing'er: "Qing'er, wipe this little girl's body, and then help her change into a set of your clothes." ”

Fang Qing'er let out a "hmm", although she was very curious about why this female policeman had blood on her shoulders, but when she saw Ye Fei with a tired look on her face, she retracted the words she wanted to ask.

Fang Qing'er turned around and walked into her side and took a set of white clothes.

"Qing'er, do you have words on my face" Seeing Fang Qing'er stunned and looking at herself, Ye Fei asked with some curiosity.

Fang Qing'er's cheeks were slightly red, and she said, "Ye Fei, you are a big man standing here, how can I wipe people's bodies and change clothes." ”

Ye Fei patted his head and said, "Suddenly realized": "It's okay, you can just help her wipe it here." I wouldn't mind. ”

Ye Feitian's shameless words made Fang Qing'er's neck red, and she said coquettishly: "You hurry up and get a basin of warm water, and then go back to the room." ”

"Yes, my wife. Ye Fei turned around with a smile and went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water, put it in front of Fang Qing'er, and then went back to his room.

Fang Qing'er suddenly shouted, "Ye Fei, thank you." Although Fang Qing'er is more shy and introverted, this does not mean that she is not smart. On the contrary, this Nizi is much smarter than the average girl. In the Maldives bar, Ye Fei's words, the performance of his old classmate Li Kai, and Zhou Yaling's abnormality made this little girl quickly understand that this so-called party was just an old classmate, and Li Kai directed the play, he wanted to hug Secretary Wang's son, and Wang Shao's thigh sacrificed his old classmate.

If she hadn't brought Ye Fei with her, Fang Qing'er couldn't imagine what a humiliating end she would have had if she drank the glass of wine handed over by Li Kai.

Ye Fei turned around, and asked with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "Qing'er, what do you want to thank me?"

Fang Qing'er said sincerely: "Thank you for saving me in the Maldives bar." ”

Fang Qing'er suddenly did such a solemn thing, which made Ye Fei suddenly a little unaccustomed. However, this guy is a typical bastard who is cheap, and he showed a harmless smile at the moment, closed his eyes and pointed to his slightly handsome face, and said: "Qing'er, you know that what I don't like the most is lies." Come, give my brother some practical benefits, and let my brother feel your heartfelt gratitude. ”

Ye Fei also took the opportunity to tease Fang Qing'er, who knew that Fang Qing'er really came over, blushing and gently sipping on Ye Fei's handsome cheek.

Ye Fei opened his eyes, looked at Fang Qing'er who was a little stunned, and gently stroked his face with his hand. Qing'er actually kissed herself

I'm not dreaming. Ye Fei pinched his arm fiercely, it hurt.

Not dreaming.

Ye Fei happily pasted the other side of his face, closed his eyes and said, "Qing'er, Jesus said that if you kiss the left face, you must kiss the right face, otherwise it will become ugly." ”

Fang Qing'er's face was like a blooming rose, delicate red. Knowing that Ye Fei was taking advantage of herself, but Fang Qing'er was really a little worried that Jesus' words would come true, as if a deer was hiding in her heart and going on a rampage, Fang Qing'er stood on her heel and kissed Ye Fei's right cheek.

The soft lips are like dragonflies dotting water, gently imprinting on their faces, and they are separated by a touch.

Ye Fei opened his eyes and asked with a look of disgust: "Qing'er, your first kiss won't be given to me, right?"

Fang Qing'er stomped her feet with the hatred in her heart, and this girl snorted coldly and walked towards Han Jie on the sofa.

Ye Fei smiled "hehe", with his old and spicy eyes, how could he not see that Fang Qing'er kissing herself was her first kiss. Lao Tzu actually asked for Qing'er's first time.

After Ye Fei entered the room for about five or six minutes, Fang Qing'er shouted, "Ye Fei, it's okay." ”

Ye Fei walked out of the room with a smile, looked up, and almost had a nosebleed: "Ahem, Qing'er, I just asked you to wipe her body, why did you change everyone's underwear and underwear?"