Erzhu's efficiency really did not disappoint Fang Yan, and after waiting for 3 minutes and 03 seconds, WeChat received a message:

“88、61、86。”

“？？？”

This time, Fang Yan did not use his voice, but tapped out three symbols on the screen.

"Three measurements." Erzhu replied.

"Get out! What do I want her to do? A black line appeared on Fang Yan's forehead.

"Oops, sorry. I got used to it, when Lord Wei and the fat man asked me to help check the information of the beauties, they asked me to report the measurements first every time. ”

About half a second later, Erzhu copied and pasted a piece of information:

"Catherine Romanoff, 22 years old, British-Ukrainian mixed-race beauty;

168cm tall, with dream measurements: 88, 61, 86;

An international supermodel, twice defending the champion of the "World Super Model Contest", was hailed as a cash cow in the modeling industry by the well-known brand 'Victoria's Secret', and signed a sky-high contract of 530 million US dollars. ”

"No, I'm not interested in any of that, bastard! Don't waste my time, okay? Now I use this mobile phone or borrowed from someone else on the construction site, the foreman urged me to move bricks, do you speed up OK? ”

Fang Yan played with self-blackness indiscriminately, and just begged the two goods to send the key points over quickly.

Er Zhu also knew that the joke was almost enough, and immediately became serious:

"Catherine, ranked 1438 on the latest "Alien List" issued by 'Sky Eye'; Affiliation: Unknown, suspected of being an Eastern European infidel. ”

“1438？”

Fang Yan frowned slightly, his ranking was 1444, just a difference of 6 places, but today's short confrontation was obviously Catherine's absolute upper hand, which showed that the so-called holy water and reverse cross were not mortal.

"Erzhu, help me check her aunt again!"

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Most of the guests on the first floor have already taken their seats, and there are always suitable people with similar tastes and a thousand cups of drink.

Let him play the dragon and snake in the house, and I will walk around the courtyard outside the courtyard.

The black-robed nun and her little niece Catherine roamed the depths of the garden, the nun holding the bouquet she had collected earlier, tearing the petals piece by piece.

"Auntie, why should you let him go? Holy water will never wrong. ”

"The reverse cross will not recognize the wrong person."

The nun continued to tear the petals of the autumn chrysanthemum, and her thin face seemed to be smiling forever: "He won't live long, we don't need to make it worse." ”

"Huh? He? Catherine was slightly stunned, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, she didn't expect that the person she insisted on "redeeming" was originally a dying person.

"I finally know why the old shallot who is looking for Longmen chose him as his successor."

The nun tore the petals more and more frequently, and most of the bouquet of autumn chrysanthemums fell off in the blink of an eye.

"Not surprisingly, Fang Yan should be the descendant of Huaxia's 'kind of people'."

"How is that possible?"

Catherine's blue pupils contracted sharply, "We checked before we came, his parents are the most ordinary civilians in a small town. ”

"But his grandfather was a character, and ......"

The nun stopped suddenly, "What you see is not necessarily real. ”

She slowly lifted the broken bouquet, pointed to the lonely stamen, and sneered:

"The Chinese are pretentious, comparing chrysanthemums to 'hermits', vying to emulate, thinking that they have no quarrel with the world and are at ease. In our opinion, they are just some cowards who dare not face reality! ”

"Are you saying that the Fang family has been 'that kind of person' for generations......"

Catherine's delicate body trembled slightly, and she was extremely shocked.

When she was very young, she had heard the priest say that there was such a class of people in mainland China that must be eradicated.

Not a single one to stay!

Because this kind of person can affect the national fortunes of various countries!

Great Britain, France, Egypt, Rome...... Countless tragedies have been staged again and again in history, but only a few people know the truth......

"Let's go, I'll apologize to Professor Jin for the absence of luncheon, let's go to Yishui Town first. If Fang Wenshui is really 'that kind of person', let the godfather send someone over. ”

"What about Fang Yan?"

Catherine looked thoughtfully back at the villa, and somehow there was a throbbing desire to see him again.

"Let him be blessed. He didn't live long, not just because of his own illness. There are many people who know his identity, people who want to kill him, more. ”

The nun continued to tear at the few remaining petals on the bouquet of autumn chrysanthemums,

"But if he is lucky enough to survive, half a year later, no matter where I go, I will find it and bury the last inheritance of the Fang family with my own hands."

At this point, the autumn chrysanthemum in her hand was unconsciously only the last petal.

The nun brushed her sleeves away, "There can't be a single one of those people!" ”

After that, the only remaining petal was ruthlessly torn off by her.

A bouquet of flowers at the end of the pot fell into a pile of lonely branches, which was thrown at random by the roadside.

Scold!

A soft groan pierced the sky, and the last two petals that fell in the air were accurately strung together by an iron arrow more than three feet long, nailed to the middle of the road.

An incomprehensible cold aura firmly blocked the way of the aunt and nephew.

"Who?" Catherine exclaimed.

The man didn't bother to respond, and after a small warning, he had already retired.

"Green Evil Arrow!" The old nun recognized this arrow, and although her eyelids were beating violently, she forced a light smile, "Hmph, so what? ”

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"Found it! Catherine had two aunts, one singing opera at the underground theatre on Oxford Street in London and the other milking/milking on a ranch in Scotland. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure!"

"Then she should have more than two aunts."

"Yes, and none of the 101~2000 on the list of aliens are nuns."

Fang Yan frowned, "What do you want?" Can't you find something useful for these two goods? ”

"I'm dizzy, if I can find the top 100 on the list, then I can also be on the list, becoming the first hacker in history to be on the list."

At this time, Jin Ling'er carried the medicine box up the stairs, Fang Yan hurriedly stopped chatting and logged out of his WeChat account: "Okay, hard work, see you in the evening." ”

"Does it hurt?"

Jin Ling'er carefully applied a layer of medicine to Fang Yan's wound, and then tore off a piece of gauze.

"No bandage, small injury, breathable and quickly recovered."

Fang Yan smiled knowingly, and the two went downstairs side by side, happily shuttling between the dense wine tables.

Most of the people here didn't know Fang Yan, but he sat down at the main table under the pull of Jin Ling'er, causing many guests to look at him in surprise along the way.

"Who is this young man? was actually invited directly to the upper seat? ”

"I've known Mr. Jin for more than ten years, and I've only toasted at the same table twice."

"Could it be that he is the grandson-in-law hand-picked by Jin Lao? But I don't think there's anything special about this kid, right? Speaking of which, he is a strange man who does not enter the stream, but he went to a live broadcast platform to be an anchor, which really lost the face of the strange world. ”

"Na, na, you don't understand, right? I heard that Professor Kim's baby granddaughter recently had a serious illness, and this kid was cured by/luck. And this kid is really good at playing, he dares to broadcast anything, and it is estimated that the act of digging people's graves will be broadcast live after a while......"

"Oh? What if that's the case? That's kind of interesting. Jin Lao's eyes have always been vicious, and he has never looked at antiques; Looking at young people, it is estimated that they will not be distracted. ”