It is said that there are beautiful women who put their breasts on their arms, and any man will probably give face for the sake of friction.

But for Chen Fan, the female Ji Fuzi's almost 'seduction' action made him very insensitive, what kind of person is he, the women around him, which one pulls out his appearance and does not dump Fuzi, perhaps the only deficiency is the kung fu in bed, which man will like a woman who has been trained by others.

Possessive, selfish.

Therefore, Fuzi's beauty plan not only made Chen Fan vigilant, but also made Chen Fan's mind more and more sober.

The last time he saved Miko, it was because of his life, and because of the plea of the Thousand Hands.

In other words, Fuzi's request is not yet his turn to give face.

"Why?"

Chen Fan didn't think that the Fuzi in front of her was pitiful, so she felt pity, if she carried out the mission, she would never blink an eye when she killed someone.

Chen Fan's tone was a little cold, and Fuzi, who looked charming and anxious, was stunned for a moment, she bit her lips, and said: "It turns out that you are also like other stinky men, eat dry and wipe clean, and have a prodigal heart." ”

Chen Fan, who was about to turn around and enter the bar, couldn't help but stop when he heard Fuzi's complaining words, "What do you mean by that? Heh, you put a silicone milk on my arm and complain that I'm not responsible? I'm sorry, I'm not interested in poisoned milk." ”

"Poisoned milk?"

Fuzi's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked down at the two white and tender steamed buns she was faintly exposed, her face was full of anger, her hand painted with red nails hooked her inner thigh, and a fanged dagger with long nails towards Cixi instantly stabbed Chen Fan's neck.

Fuzi himself was very close to Chen Fan, and the arc of the assassination was very small, and others mistakenly thought that the two were a couple, and they thought they were flirting with each other.

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, his hand was raised, and he bypassed Fuzi's dexterous fingertips, and a silver needle pierced her wrist fiercely, and Fuzi's face flashed with pain, and she was stunned in place.

"Hmph, in the end, it's an island woman, an unfamiliar fox. Chen Fan took the flaky dagger from Fuzi's fingertips and threw it into the drainage ditch next to him.

"Shhh

Fuzi came back to her senses from the pain, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the silver needle, the corners of her mouth flashed with pain, and she was silent for a few seconds before she said coldly: "I can't fight you, you are also a capable man, but, if you leave like this, you are not afraid that Miss Sakura will fall into someone else's bed?

"What? will you tell me clearly?" Chen Fan, who originally didn't want to pay attention to Fuzi, heard Fuzi's irritating words, grabbed her wrist, dragged her to a place where no one was, let go of her hand, and looked murderous, "You'd better not set a trap for me, otherwise, I don't mind destroying flowers with spicy hands." ”

Fuzi felt the murderous aura emanating from Chen Fan's body, and said, "It's Saburo Muto, he has a banquet tonight, and Miss Sakura insists on going to the banquet, and she is alone." ”

"Muto Saburo?" Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, "It seems that a broken hand can't make him restrain himself, lead the way, I'll also go and join in the fun, by the way, tell me why the thousand-armed cherry blossom is hyping up my business." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll rent a car next door" Fuzi didn't dare to look directly into Chen Fan's eyes, walked quickly to a car rental shop next to him, and quickly got a business car.

Almost at the same time, in the Shangwu Pavilion, Sun Shangwu changed into a jacket and suit, and stood alone in front of the façade mirror, behind him, stood a woman in her fifties, this woman was the lady who sold chaos in the alley, at this time, she was helping Sun Shangwu sort out the wrinkled clothes on her back.

"Aunt Zhu, if I can't come back from the banquet today, please help me take care of Xiaomei and send her to Lingnan. Sun Shangwu's knife-like silhouette was exceptionally clear in the mirror, and his eyes became bright.

"Hey, don't worry, it's easier than me selling chaos and shouting, it's just you...... When you polished your shoes, I thought you were depressed and looked down on you, but now you want to take back everything that belongs to you, I think you are too strange, Shangwu, you have to pretend to be your brother to go to a banquet with the islanders, this is a Hongmen banquet. The woman smoothed the folds of her clothes with her hands, turned to the front of Sun Shangwu, and looked at Sun Shangwu's face, "In the past half a year, you have aged a lot, compared to your younger brother, you are a little less energetic." ”

Sun Shangwu smiled dumbly at the mirror, waved his hand, and signaled that Aunt Zhu didn't have to fiddle with his clothes, "After all, he and I are twin brothers, he has not been doing well recently, isn't it normal to get older?"

"That's right, alas, Shangwu, you are brothers after all, and now that he has sneaked back to Lingnan after the incident, he wants me to say that the grievances that should be let go have to be let go. The woman sighed softly, turned around and took out a dagger with a sheath, carried the dagger with both hands, and sent it to Sun Shangwu.

Sun Shangwu stared at the dagger in his hand, and slowly picked it up and rubbed it with his calloused hand, the top of the dagger was printed with a sun pattern, and the north side was a moon pattern, the dagger was not straight, but showed the appearance of a crescent moon scimitar.

"Shang Wen is my younger brother, yes, but Aunt Zhu, don't forget, how did my father die in the first place, I not only have to get back everything that belongs to me, but also get justice for my father, kill Muto Takeshita's son, so that my father can rest in peace, after doing all this, I will go back to Lingnan, hold a clan meeting, and let the elders of the clan judge Shang Wen and give everyone an explanation. ”

The dagger was bent out of its sheath, the cold air was pressing, and a ray of light was reflected in the pupils of Sun Shangwu's eyes.

"I'm leaving, Aunt Zhu. Sun Shangwu put the dagger on his waist, put his hand on the chair, and a trench coat that reached his knees was draped over his shoulders.

The woman stood straight with her hands in front of her.

Sun Shangwu stepped over the threshold, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "I still owe the Chen family a favor, if I can come back alive, I will pay it back personally, if I die, all this will be brought into the coffin by me." ”

......

The night is as cool as water, and the flickering neon lights are like a ribbon that leads all the way to the end of the city.

Chen Fan sat in the back of the car, resting his head on the headrest, closing his eyes and recuperating, he had been healing Su Qianqian on the mountain for the past few days, and his mental wear was very serious, originally, he didn't want to ask about the Thousand Hands Sakura at all, but Fuzi's words stimulated his nerves.

As for the dinner party he is about to attend, Chen Fan doesn't care too much, the purpose of the thousand-handed cherry blossom to participate in the dinner, Chen Fan can probably guess some, it's just to fight the pressure brought by family marriage, this kind of thing, in ancient times, involuntarily, in modern times, it is also normal, the interests of the family are bundled, and the marriage between countries in ancient times is the same, and the marriage bond is needed to increase mutual trust.

In Chen Fan's view, this kind of mutual trust is itself a manifestation of mutual distrust.

(End of chapter)