Chapter 737: Pretending to be crazy and stupid to deceive the Beijing officials

"Young man, why are you so angry, and who is Jia Baoquan?" The old man surnamed Feng looked kind, smiled and said hello first.

"Jia Baoquan, he is in charge of all this mess, who do you say?" Ye Fan's tone was impulsive, and he replied drunk.

The man in Tsing Yi was on full alert, standing not far in front of the old man, and Ye Fan faintly felt it dozens of meters away from him.

"Look at the posture, if Lao Tzu makes any changes, this guy is probably going to make a move, and the short gun is hidden in his sleeve." Ye Fan's eagle eye felt it, and estimated the distance of the chair, the girl on this chair definitely has something to do with the old man, otherwise, how dare she be on such a large reclining chair, she is Ye Fan's biggest goal today.

At that moment, a pheasant scurried out of the grass. When the young man in Tsing Yi turned his head, the little Li knife on his left wrist flicked out silently, and went straight to the very big and thick withered branch on the top of the chair.

There was a loud click.

The thigh-thick wilt branch actually smashed down from the tree in a strange way, and the direction of the smash was right in the recliner where the girl was lying.

Moreover, the speed is quite fast. Because the dead branches were no longer supported by leaves, the speed was about the same as that of an iron rod falling down.

Moreover, Ye Fan's other flying knives worked again, of course, they accelerated the downward force of the dead branches a lot.

"Ah, Miss, Run"

"Small, run"

The man in Tsing Yi rushed to the girl on the chair, and even the old man surnamed Feng, who had always been as calm as a deep pool, was so shocked that he bounced up from the chair and was about to rush over to save people.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang also rushed over with all his might. Entering together, several green figures actually rushed out of the forest.

But it's too late, because it's too far away, it's seventy or eighty meters, and no matter how fast the people in Tsing Yi are, they can't be as fast as the dead branches that Ye Fan has used his means.

Seeing that the withered branch was whistling and was about to greet the girl who had already lost her face and was stunned when she hadn't woken up yet.

Ye Fan had already moved, and easily slammed the bottle of the second pot head into the dead branch, and the people here were not slow, because he was about ten meters away from the recliner.

Fit and pounced, like a big bird, and hugged the girl when the withered branch was about to hit the girl's head, and the withered branch was slightly slanted under the collision of the wine bottles.

However, part of the huge branch still smashed on Ye Fan's back. Comrade Ye Fan immediately borrowed his strength, pretended to be quite natural and flew out diagonally.

Holding the girl, she slammed into the grass with a bang. Of course, it was Ye Fan who fell to the ground and used his body as a meat cushion to protect the girl who was still in a stunned state.

However, because he didn't hit far, Ye Fan's leg was smashed and scraped by a branch. This guy immediately strangled his foot, and a blood groove more than ten centimeters long suddenly scraped out of his foot. In order to act, this guy is really ruthless to himself.

"Horn"

Ye Fan hadn't reacted yet, and he felt hot on his face. was stunned, only to find a beautiful and peerless face, how clear as water.

The eyebrows are like autumn water, the skin is like snow lotus, and the round nose is naturally embedded in the face of melon seeds. The eyelashes are long and gentle, and the upper body is a light green shirt with snow-white lace, and the lower body is a light blue thick cotton skirt with white flowers.

His long black hair, which was comparable to that of a fluttering one, was tied with many thin braids, like many elves in a nest.

With the warm breeze blowing, the beautiful eyes that are as clear as water are now full of cold aura that can kill.

The noon sun outlined her perfect outline, as if her body was plated with a layer of pale golden seductive lace, and her exposed arms were as crystal as jade, and there seemed to be a jade luster shining, giving Ye Fan the feeling that where is this person, it is simply a fucking holy ice angel, comparable to Venus in a dream.

This stunned person, it can also be said that he directly entered a kind of ethereal dream. I felt like I was dancing wildly in the clouds, and the frenzy of my heart was so crazy that I could hear it clearly and clearly even with my ears. A primordial call of the mind rises from the bottom of the heart, sprouting, rooting, impacting, pulling......

However, the girl who was hugged tightly by someone was angry, and she slapped her face and scolded: ""

When he was about to slap him a second time, he was stopped by the old man behind him: "Xiaome, stop it, he is saving you." ”

"Hmph" The girl's anger was not yet gone, because no one had ever taken advantage of him like this.

Not only did this drunken maniac hug himself so much that he almost couldn't breathe, but the faces of the two were close together just now.

Even the girl felt some madman's tongue licking her lips before, disgusting to death.

Of course, I licked it, because Ye Fan was thinking: "I saved your life, I have to add some color, otherwise, Lao Tzu's back will be hit by Shubai, and Lao Tzu's leg will be scraped by Bai......"

The man in Tsing Yi picked up the girl and pulled Ye Fan up.

"Are you alright, brother?" The man in Tsing Yi asked, glancing at the blood on Ye Fan's leg. frowned, and shouted back: "Bring the medicine box, hurry up"

After a while, the old man and the middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang also ran over, and found that the girl was nothing serious, but she was frightened and relieved.

"It's okay, young man, let's go over there and rest first." The old man surnamed Feng said, with a look of concern.

Several people helped Ye Fan to the chair, and a female doctor came out and examined, disinfected, and bandaged Ye Fan with her hands and feet. He shouted again: "Take off your shirt and see if you have any injuries on your back?" ”

"I guess it's okay, my life is hard, but I just touched it." Ye Fan pretended to be relaxed and didn't want to take off his clothes, that was a bit too much.

"Take it off, young man, let the doctor take a good look at you, if the bone is injured, you have to take a film." The old man said with concern.

"That'...... Okay......" Ye Fan reluctantly took off his shirt, and his back was bruised.

The guy turned his back and said, "The bones should be fine, alas...... It's a pity for my second pot head. Half a bottle left? Alas...... "This guy is still thinking about his second pot head at this time." Naturally, it's a treasure trick.

"Hahaha...... Brothers...... Good ......" The man in Tsing Yi showed a look of admiration.

"A drunken maniac, hum" The girl on the side pouted and could hang an oil bottle, and it seemed that she couldn't let go of Comrade Ye Fan's licking of her lips with his tongue.

"How to speak, thank you." The old man surnamed Feng had a flat face, and he was really a bit bluffing. The girl, who was so innocent that she could drip water, squirmed for a while, and her voice was as small as a mosquito, and she said thank you.

However, of course, Ye Fan knew that she was reluctant, so she pretended to be generous, and said with a smile: "It's nothing that I used to hug them when I hunted wild boars, your body is not heavy compared to them, otherwise, it was a little mysterious just now, hehe......" This, of course, Ye Fan did it deliberately.

"You're the pig" The girl stared at her apricot eyes, unhappy.

"Then I have to be a boar too" Ye Fan snorted, the meaning is self-evident, you are a little sow at best. Lao Tzu and you are each other, neither is much better than the other?

"Hahaha......" Even the old man was amused and laughed. However, the others didn't dare to laugh and held back uncomfortably, so they all had strange expressions.

Because the girl named Dumping was patrolling everyone fiercely, it is estimated that if anyone dares to laugh, this girl will definitely be mad, but the old man surnamed Feng is her grandfather, and she will not dare to be angry at anyone.

After the bandaging stopped, I felt that Ye Fan should be fine except for the bruises on his back and the temporary stitches on his legs.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the man in Tsing Yi was holding the perpetrator, a huge branch, and was crying: "It shouldn't be like this, if it is broken, this crack should have burrs, and it shouldn't be so smooth." What the hell, is there a master who cuts it with a knife? ”

Thinking of this, the man in Tsing Yi glanced at Ye Fan vaguely, then shook his head, and snorted secretly: "Just him, a young man who looks like he is in his early 20s at most, has not dried up, has brute strength, and has the courage to do this kind of thing that is estimated to take a master of seven or eight stages to do?"

It can't be done on my own. Moreover, this kid didn't do anything else just now, can he send a knife without action?

I've never heard of this, from the age of 20 to the realm of seven or eight stages, it is...... Maybe some old farmer chopping wood slashed an axe, and then it didn't break and didn't cut it again, and now it suddenly broke off when the wind blew......"

The man in Tsing Yi finally found a suitable explanation for himself, threw the branch and walked over. Naturally, Ye Fan will not be regarded as a key object of suspicion.

"Come and sit, young man, what's your name and what do you do?" Feng Lao was quite warm and kind, and asked.

"Ye Fan, I ate mixed rice at the Yuyang County Government." Ye Fan sat on the chair brought by the man in Tsing Yi and said with a mouthful of wine.

When Ye Fan sat down and faced the old man surnamed Feng, he could say with certainty that Old Feng was definitely not Feng Baoshan, the secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Because under the observation of physiognomy, the faces of the two were too far apart.

"It's not Feng Baoshan, who is it? I haven't heard of any heavyweights in the central government besides Feng Baoshan now. I guess he is a high-ranking official in some ministry...... Judging from the respect of the middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang to him, he is definitely a high-ranking official in a heavyweight department. Otherwise, how could the top leaders in the Deping area be so humble. Whoever cares about him, even if it's not Feng Baoshan, it's quite rewarding to know this heavyweight high-ranking official......" This guy was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he still looked calmer on his face. Because Ye Fan gradually matured.

"Listening to your tone just now, you should still be an official, right?" The middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang on the side was a little curious, glanced at Ye Fan and asked.

"Hehe, petty official, deputy county magistrate." Ye Fan blurted out very naturally, of course, this qiē is all acting here.

"Deputy county magistrate, not too young, how old are you?" Old Man Feng actually showed a look of surprise, which made Ye Fan stunned for a few seconds.