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Ye Fan licked his lips, and there was a look of memory in his eyes, "Is the strongest master...... I don't even know what her name is, but she looks like a fairy, so I call her Sister Fairy."

"Sister fairy?" Ning Zimo said unhappily: "What kind of dream words are you talking about, it shouldn't be a beautiful woman you like?"

Ye Fan couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head and said: "Don't mention it, I'm also confused, I just met it once, and then it was like evaporating from the world, I don't know if she is a fairy or not."

"Suspicious, I don't know if you lied to me", Ning Zimo said this, but he believed it in his heart, because Ye Fan's expression was very serious.

After a while, Ye Fan ate a small plate of lobster, and seeing that Ning Zimo didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, Ye Fan couldn't help asking, "Sister Ning, you really don't eat it?"

Ning Zimo seemed to have something on his mind, and said, "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Ye Fan thought for a moment and said, "Are you worried about that Iron Lock Gang?"

Ning Zimo sighed faintly, and did not deny it, "There is the Iron Palm Gang behind the Iron Lock Gang, and now that they have bought a batch of arms, it is becoming more and more difficult to be vigilant."

"It's nothing, isn't there a Golden Eagle Gate behind the White Shark Gang, and I haven't seen how powerful they are," Ye Fan said as he bit the lamb skewers.

"No, the White Shark Gang and the Golden Eagle Gate are just a little related to the above generations, and there is actually not much contact with this generation.

But Yu Hanlong of the Iron Lock Gang is the apprentice of the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, and the relationship and support are completely different", Ning Zimo began to explain to Ye Fan......

In this era, the ancient martial arts sect has faded out of the public eye, and it is not as prosperous as in ancient times.

However, these ancient martial arts sects hidden behind the scenes also need to raise disciples and inherit incense, which naturally requires a lot of funds.

Some famous factions, relying on the mountain gate, developed tourism, opened companies, and started the brand, but the development is booming.

While making money outside, he recruited disciples and secretly inherited martial arts.

But there are also some small sects like the Golden Eagle Gate and the Iron Palm Gang, although they have an ancient martial arts background, they have no mountain gates, and they don't have any network resources, and the country selects an elite martial artist to serve in the army, and it is not their turn.

They can't make much money on the white road, so naturally they can only take the road of underground gangs.

As a result, there are many gangs in various places, and there are some ancient warriors behind them.

"No wonder this Iron Lock Gang has risen so fast", Ye Fan nodded, as if he had heard a story.

Ning Zimo said worriedly: "If there is an Iron Palm Gang, I am not afraid, after all, the Iron Palm Gang does not dare to support Yu Hanlong too much, for fear of being targeted by the state."

However, if Yu Hanlong bought a few heavy weapons from that 'jungle arms dealer', it would not be easy. ”

Ye Fan grinned: "Sister Ning, if you take your heart back into your stomach, what you are worried about will not happen."

Ning Zimo asked curiously, "Why?" do you think he doesn't have enough money?"

"Even if he has the money to buy weapons, I can assure you that as long as I am there for a day, the Purple Bamboo Forest will be fine", Ye Fan said lightly, but there was no joke in his eyes at all.

Ning Zimo also seemed to be encouraged by the man's self-confidence, and nodded with a smile, after all, it was not the first time she had seen Ye Fan's strength.

At critical moments, this man is still very reliable.

"By the way, you're done eating, come back to the Purple Leaf Tea House with me, I have something to ask you to help with."

"What's the matter, it's so late", Ye Fan wondered.

Ning Zimo smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when you go, come, eat more......"

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At ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Fan drove the car and returned to the Purple Leaf Tea House with Ning Zimo.

At this time, the teahouse had closed for business, and there were two rows of men with serious expressions standing outside the door, all of them were sturdy and not very old, in their twenties, less than thirty.

Zhao Zhong led people and bent down directly at the door, "Miss! Brother Fan is good!"

Ning Zimo asked, "Xiao Zhao, have the corpses been disposed of?"

"Don't worry, the eldest lady will pack it all in a bag, put the stones into the river, and rush into the sea, and go away with the current, there will be absolutely no problem," Zhao Zhong said.

"Then the people I asked you to choose are all here?" Ning Zimo glanced at the two dozen or so powerful subordinates present.

Zhao Zhong nodded: "Yes, eldest miss, these people have all been in battle, cut people, loyal to Zizhulin and you, and those who are too old have been eliminated, most of these brothers have been soldiers, or they have been mixed with society early, and they have only come out in a ruthless fight."

"Very good, now let's go to the backyard of the tea house".

"Yes, Miss!" a group of people answered.

Ye Fan listened and wondered, "Sister Ning, what are you doing here?"

Ning Zimo said: "I feel that the situation is becoming more and more dangerous now, so I plan to select a group of people and focus on improving their combat effectiveness to meet future challenges." ”

At this time, under the leadership of Ning Zimo, everyone came to a small garden at the back of the teahouse, where there was also a vacant space made of blue bricks, which didn't seem to have any effect.

But in fact, this is a place for some people in Zizhulin who practice martial arts.

Ning Zimo asked Ye Fan on the side, "What do you think, what is the strength of these brothers?"

Ye Fan probably guessed the woman's intention to come to him, thought about it, and said, "Probably one person can turn over seven or eight ordinary people, and it's okay."

"This is the most elite handful of brothers in our Purple Bamboo Forest, you just think it's okay...... It seems that we are really too weak", Ning Zimo said with a little unhappiness.

Ye Fan said very bluntly in this regard, "I said that it was okay, and it was already considered to be face, in fact, I felt that they were just a little stronger, and they were no different from ordinary people."

When these words came out, the twenty or so strong men present were a little unconvinced, but because Ning Zimo was there, and the other party was a powerful Ye Fan, they didn't dare to speak.

Ning Zimo saw their dissatisfaction, and said with a smile: "Ye Fan said that you are very ordinary, do you want to prove yourself?"

"Yes!" shouted several men.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, all of you come up now, besiege Ye Fan, don't show mercy to your subordinates! Whoever hits Ye Fan, I'll reward you with a thousand yuan!" Ning Zimo ordered.

When Ye Fan heard this, why didn't this woman give him any time to prepare, was this to use him to train soldiers?

As soon as this group of men heard it, they hit it for 1,000, which is a red envelope at all, but it is a lot of money for them.

All of a sudden, they all looked at Ye Fan with fierce eyes.

"Brother Fan, how disrespectful!"

"Brother Fan! This is what the eldest lady said!"

Without saying a word, a group of people began to exert force under their feet and besieged Ye Fan!

(三七 Chinese.)