Leng Xue didn't pay attention to the surprise on Yang Bufan's face, because her eyes kept looking at the fat man who went upstairs and the large number of bodyguards.

After those people completely disappeared from sight, Leng Xue turned around, drank the cup of Bloody Mary in one gulp, and then walked towards the third floor.

"You can't get up." Yang Bufan said with a smile in the back.

"Huh?" Leng Xue turned around.

"It's forbidden to wait for people to go up on the third floor, and if you want to go to the fourth and fifth floors, you have to go up from the elevator." Yang Bufan continued.

Leng Xue's purpose was definitely not the fourth or fifth floor, and he asked rhetorically, "Can you go up?" ”

"I guess I can go up myself, but I can't take you up." Yang Bufan grinned, most of the bodyguards here knew him, and that Huo Li also knew him, so it was not a problem to go up to the third floor now. But it must not be just a strange woman to go up, the most important thing is that Leng Xue definitely has a deadly weapon hidden on her body.

Listening to Yang Bufan say a bunch of unnutritious words, Leng Xue's face had a hint of anger, "Long-winded." ”

After saying this, Leng Xue went straight up to the second floor, and Yang Bufan didn't follow, because he knew that Leng Xue would soon come down from above. He knew that although Leng Xue's strength was strong, there were many bodyguards here, and Leng Xue was not that kind of impulsive person, and he would not be reckless enough to kill all the way directly.

Sure enough, before it took more than two minutes, Leng Xue walked down from it, but he saw Yang Bufan smiling there heartlessly. Anger flashed in Leng Xue's eyes, but seeing that this guy was talking like a wolf, she didn't care, and after glaring at Yang Bufan fiercely, she left the bar directly.

Yang Bufan also didn't follow, as long as the fat man on the third floor didn't leave the bar, Leng Xue would come back. If he keeps up, it will be a bad thing, Leng Xue's vigilance is very strong, and when the time comes, he will be discovered by Leng Xue, and he will inevitably suffer a hard time.

His current strength is not Leng Xue's opponent at all, three or four years ago, Leng Xue had already played his internal strength, and now it is estimated that he is about to cultivate to the second level of the Qinglong Jue.

Back at the elegant seat on the second floor, Yang Bufan gently shook the liquor in his hand in a daze, and Zhang Dayong asked curiously, "Do you know the beautiful woman just now?" ”

"Acquaintance." Yang Bufan nodded, and then shook his head again: "I don't know you again." ”

"You have a fever today?" Zhang Dayong came over.

Yang Bufan's face was black, and he replied angrily: "You just have a fever." ”

"Then you didn't say it just now." Zhang Dayong said speechlessly.

Yang Bufan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, and didn't answer Zhang Dayong's words, his mind kept spinning.

He had never imagined that he would meet the members of the team so soon, and he was also a former confidante Leng Xue. But now that you've seen Leng Xue, do you want to tell me what happened before? If you directly say the bad things that No. 2 and others have done, maybe you can expose No. 2's conspiracy as soon as possible, and this goal seems to be close at hand.

But the risk of saying it directly like this is too great, not to mention for the time being, whether Leng Xue will believe the bloody thing that happened to him, even if Leng Xue knows, but the number one in the team will believe it? Will he eliminate Number Two and the other two because of a stranger's words?

This matter is definitely not as simple as it seems, and Yang Bufan has to carefully consider the gains and losses. If Leng Xue doesn't believe in himself, or No. 1 doesn't believe in himself, his fate will definitely be ugly, and No. 2 will not let him go.

Because now a person says that he is attached to someone else and is reborn, he doesn't believe much in such a thing, let alone others.

"Dayong, do you believe in ghosts?" Yang Bufan looked at Zhang Dayong and asked.

"Ghosts?" Zhang Dayong was stunned for a moment, "Damn, that's superstition." He thought about Yang Bufan's sudden weirdness just now, and suddenly said in surprise: "Could it be that you are possessed by a ghost?" ”

"Can you say something nice?" Yang Bufan rolled his eyes.

"You're obsessed with women?" Zhang Dayong put it another way.

“……”

Yang Bufan didn't bother to go back, he kept sitting in his seat, looking at the entrance of the bar, time passed quietly, and soon it was zero o'clock, but he still didn't see Leng Xue's figure appear, he was slightly surprised.

And the fat man hasn't left yet, which means that the target is still in the bar, will Leng Xue choose to give up today? But this is definitely not Leng Xue's character.

"Dayong, I still have something to do today, why don't you go back first." Yang Bufan looked at the time and realized that it was very late.

"Okay." Zhang Dayong didn't say anything, since Yang Bufan said so, if he went to do something, he couldn't help with his current skills, and it was just a drag to follow, so it was better to go back and sleep.

After Zhang Dayong left, the people in the bar began to disperse slowly, after all, it was too late to play, and many people still had work the next day. The crazy people slowly dispersed, and even the waiters began to disperse, Yang Bufan saw a team of bodyguards appear, and suddenly thought of something.

Huo Fei said that a lot of masters have been dispatched here to guard it recently, with the purpose of preventing the forces on the Russian side from killing him, but now Leng Xue has come to assassinate the fat man, didn't he directly crash into the trap?

"No, I have to find a way to stop the cold snow."

Yang Bufan couldn't sit still, although Leng Xue's strength was very strong, but there was always a degree to this, there were bodyguards of the Huo family in the bar, as well as the bodyguards of the fat man, and even secretly there were masters guarding them, and Leng Xue came to kill without knowing it, this is definitely the rhythm of sending death.

He quickly got up and walked out of the bar, for it was early in the morning, and there were very few pedestrians on the streets, except for the dim night light, it was dark in many places, and the sky was also hideable and terrible, and there was no shadow of the moon at all.

Yang Bufan walked around the bar and didn't find the shadow of cold snow, so he sat down at a snack bar in the night market and ordered a fried noodles casually.

When the night was getting deeper and deeper, the bars and doors were closed, and even the snack bar was ready to close, Yang Bufan still didn't see the appearance of Leng Xue, and he was immediately relieved. If the cold snow doesn't come today, this is the best situation.

Because even if he encounters Leng Xue, he still doesn't know how to persuade Leng Xue to give up the assassination. There is a saying that nothing to be courteous is either a traitor or a thief, Yang Bufan doesn't want to be misunderstood and suspected by Leng Xue.

"Little brother, are you waiting for someone?" The proprietress of the snack bar asked with a smile.

"No, just thinking about something." Yang Bufan lied.

"Then you sit, I'll clean up the table here." The proprietress obviously had something to do, but seeing that Yang Bufan had delayed so much of her rest time, the proprietress didn't have any unhappiness.

"I'm really sorry to delay the boss to rest." Yang Bufan hurriedly got up, took out a fifty, put it on the table, and said, "No need to look for it." ”

"Then sit down again? It's okay. The proprietress laughed.

Yang Bufan was just about to say something like no, but when his gaze suddenly swept to the roof of the bar building, his expression suddenly froze, because there was a pitch-black figure flickering there.

"It's a shame, Leng Xue really did it."