"Come on, come on!" Fujiwara Mairan did not repent, even in the face of this arm-thick baseball bat, she still did not let go.

Snort –

Carrying a baseball bat, Ye Fan sneered angrily, strode over, slapped it, left a bright red five-finger print, threw away the stick, shook his hand and left.

"Hahaha! Incompetent!" Fujiwara Mairan screamed at the head of the bed behind him.

In the outdoor snow, he can keep the bottom line, probably because he is afraid of the cold or something, he is still unmoved in this warm spring room, Fujiwara Mairan only has a deep sense of frustration left in her heart, and her bed charm really has no effect at all?

Bang! The door closed tightly, Ye Fan stepped on the cigarette butt and let out a long breath.

On the side of the hallway, Katyusha crossed her arms and looked at him, her eyes as if she was suspicious of something.

"Damn, you don't know if the uncle has the ability?" was scolded by Fujiwara Wulan, he didn't care, but if this kind of suspicious color appeared in the eyes of other normal women, Ye Fan would feel very uncomfortable.

"How do I know?" Katyusha glanced at a part of his uniform and walked away with her toes high.

"Hey, little birch......" Ye Fan watched her go away, and muttered casually: "Sooner or later, I will let you know clearly." ”

Turning around, he looked through the door and saw Fujiwara Mairan sitting on the bed with a resentful expression, and then deliberately revealed a trace of perception and circled around her.

Sensing some kind of snooping power, Fujiwara Mairan was startled at first, and then a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

It turns out that she is still very attractive, at least this guy will not let her go, regardless of her, it shows that her appearance and charm are still effective.

She didn't know that all her expressions and movements were revealed in Ye Fantian's eyes.

She didn't know that she had fallen deeper and deeper into this invisible game, falling into the bottomless abyss, and it was impossible to escape......

"Sophia. Walking to the front of the hall, Ye Fan called out to the back figure who was looking out at the snowy scene.

"Ye?" Sophia looked back at him in surprise.

In just a few minutes, nothing happened to him and Fujiwara Mairan?

"What are you looking at? You also doubt my ability?" Ye Fan pretended to be angry, took Sophia's hand with a straight face, and when he grabbed her soft waist, he took the opportunity to pat her on the ass: "It should be beaten!"

Sophia's face flushed, and her gaze swept over the soldiers standing guard around her, almost ashamed to see anyone.

Ye Fan hugged her and asked with a smile: "Do you think, will your father come to Irkutsk?"

Hearing Ye Fan mention Ivanov, Sophia was stunned for a moment, and immediately said in a resolute tone: "No! He is timid and afraid of death, and he will definitely not take risks." ”

"Oh, if you become the Empress of Russia in the future, these people will definitely be eliminated......" Ye Fan looked at the snowflakes that were gradually floating outside, and said softly: "Only by eradicating the old forces can new life thrive, and nothing can escape the ...... of renewal, life and death."

"I understand. Sophia lowered her head and read faintly: "Ye, I only hope that you can give him a decent home." ”

"I promise you, it's up to him to decide whether to live or die. Ye Fan sighed and said, "The matter should be over!"

"You're here to see the snow?" Behind him, Balorov's loud voice sounded along with a few footsteps, and the bearded general laughed: "It's not time to see the biggest snow in Siberia!"

The wolf, Katyusha, and Balorov came with them, and the guards behind them had gathered outside, and it seemed as if they were about to leave the place.

"General, you came just in time, can you borrow something to use?" Ye Fan greeted them with a smile.

"What to borrow? My Katyusha has been snatched by you, and you are not satisfied?" said Baloloov, whose face was serious, and in a few seconds he burst out laughing.

This childlike old naughty boy made everyone laugh.

"A plane, a plane to Moscow. Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Oh! I'm done enjoying the special train, and now I want to try what it's like to take a special plane?" Balorov winked and laughed: "In bad weather outside, which pilot dares to take to the air through the cold clouds over Siberia and the Ural Mountains?"

"I can try. The wolf stood up and said with a determined expression.

"Haha, yes! How can we forget you?" Balorov clapped his hands and laughed: "Then no problem, how many passengers do you have?"

After a silent calculation in his heart, Ye Fan replied: "Not counting pilots, there must be at least a plane that can carry seven or eight people." ”

"That's ......" Balorov glanced at Katyusha and muttered, "I'll send you an Il-76!"

"Il-76?" Sky Wolf looked very excited, obviously very knowledgeable.

"Yes, it's Il-76. Balorov turned to the guard officer and ordered: "Colonel Harroyer, immediately transfer an Il-76 from the command to them for exclusive use, that is the Deluxe Edition." ”

"As you instructed, General!"

The colonel quickly began to deploy, after all, it is more difficult for such a large military transport plane to issue a notice to the routes along the route before it is opened, and to formulate a thorough route and timetable......

Admiral Balorov arranged this, boarded his military vehicle and waved goodbye to everyone.

"Ye, take care of my Katyusha!" the bearded general waved his hand from the window.

"Definitely. Ye Fan smiled and nodded, and watched the convoy leave.

Balorov rolled up the window pane and let out a long sigh.

"General, why are you sighing?" asked Haroye in a whisper.

"It's a pity, if Russia could have one or two people like them, how could we keep swallowing our anger to Europe and the United States! Haroye, do them a small favor and send them a small gift......

"Okay!"

Half an hour later, two cars drove in the snow from the outskirts of Irkutsk to the Siberian military airfield.

Compared to when I came, there were three more people on this trip.

Sky Wolf, Andre, and Fujiwara Mairan.

The group arrived at the military airport in the evening, and when the air giant that was parked on the runway came into view, it was only a strong visual shock.

With a wingspan and fuselage of 50 meters and a height of four floors, in front of the Il-76 with a load capacity of 50 tons, those Russian fighters docked in one line can only be regarded as small minions, and their volume is less than one-tenth of it!

What surprised these people even more was that at the tail of the plane, a group of people were in full swing to transport the carriage of the special train of Lutafu into the cabin!

An Il-76 devoured a special train alive.

This is the little gift that General Balorov said.