Bang!

The sound of gunfire broke the beautiful memory of traveling through time and space, and Yang Bihui subconsciously closed his eyes.

No pain, no feelings, is this what death tastes like?

There was silence for a moment.

"You...... This can't be ......" Suddenly, Martin's trembling exclamation made Yang Bihui suddenly realize that something was wrong, and opened his eyes suddenly.

In front of her, a figure stood between her and Martin, it turned out to be a fake Robin locked in a secret room!

How is this possible? The scene in front of him is beyond Yang Bihui's ideological cognition, and his head cannot be turned.

Who the hell was he? Why did he do this? Was he hurt? How did he get out of his cage?

The light shone from the front of the corridor, Yang Bihui looked up at the man in front of her, the shock in her heart was beyond addition, all kinds of thoughts came to her, in her sight, the man's back instantly looked very tall and majestic!

She didn't expect that at the last moment, it was this fake Robin who saved herself, why was this man who was wrongly locked up by her willing to stand up and repay his grievances with virtue?

Too many questions lingered in Yang Bihui's heart, and she suddenly had an illusion, only feeling as if she knew this stranger, and an indescribable emotion sprouted silently and stirred in her heart.

Ding Zero!

The warhead fell on the oak floor with a soft thud.

Martin swallowed and cursed, "Who the hell are you?"

Ye Fan showed a wicked smile and walked slowly towards Martin: "I'm your chief, Robin Pan!"

"No, you're not, don't come here! Get out of here!" The strong psychological pressure made Martin almost collapse, this man dressed as Robin, what the hell is he!

Teleporting out of the isolation chamber and grabbing a bullet in an instant is certainly not a skill that humans possess.

Coupled with his and Robin's almost chaotic appearances, Martin couldn't imagine whether he was meeting a human or a ghost.

"Tell me, besides you, who else lurks beside this lady?" Ye Fan pressed towards Martin step by step, and the aura around him became cold and gloomy as a result, and the slightest cold wind came from nowhere, seriously destroying his frightened mind.

Martin's hand shaking as he held the gun and took a few steps back, and fear got the upper hand, and he ran across the hallway!

However, he had only run two or three paces away, and he stopped in a trembling manner, his face full of horror.

"Want to leave without answering my question?" Ye Fan's figure appeared a few meters in front of him, and his back cast a dark shadow on the floor, blocking all of Martin's hopes.

"Ahh

In an instant, Martin's eyes were at the limit, and Robin's eagle face was so close that his soul was almost shocked out of his body!

"Answer me!"

"No!" the senior CIA agent had a complete mental breakdown at the moment, stumbling backwards, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, crawling backwards.

After only a few steps, his body froze in place, his pupils filled with despair as he saw another pair of leather shoes on the floor in front of him.

"Devil, you're the devil!" Martin drew his pistol and fired indiscriminately in all directions, bang, bang—

The wall was pierced, a piece of glass shattered into hundreds of pieces, all the bullets were gone, and he sat there panting and sweating all over his face.

"Martin. A hand patted him on the shoulder, and the old man let out a terrible howl, rolled his eyes, covered his heart, and fainted!

Ye Fan frowned slightly, looked down at Martin's face, shook his head and sighed, this old guy was frightened, his heart was overwhelmed, and he actually died here suddenly.

Turning his head to look at Yang Bihui, Ye Fan couldn't help but be in trouble, how to face her?

When Martin shot indiscriminately just now, Yang Bihui held his head to dodge, and at this moment he was still sitting on the floor, caressing his chest in shock.

After hiding for a while, I can't hide for a lifetime, let it be, Ye Fan's thoughts flickered, he walked over generously, stretched out a hand to her, and said with a smile: "I'll pull you up, Mrs. Ye." ”

Yang Bihui was a little surprised, if he hadn't been there tonight, he would have been a dead man, but he didn't expect that by mistake, it was this man who pretended to be Robin who saved him in the end.

After hesitating for a moment, she reluctantly stretched out her hand, held Ye Fan's palm, stood up, and said with sincere gratitude: "Thank you, thank you for saving me." ”

"It's my job. Ye Fan swept his eyes and found that Yang Bihui's calf was cut out of blood by broken glass, and it was dripping with a few traces of red.

When Martin fired the gun, she didn't even realize she was wounded.

Seeing that she was injured, Ye Fan did not hesitate at all, squatted down and reached out to hold Yang Bihui's ankle to stop the bleeding.

"Hey, ...... you" Yang Bihui couldn't help but have a red cloud on his face, for so many years, no man has been so close to him, why is this person so reckless and doesn't understand etiquette?

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon. Ye Fan doesn't have the burden of Yang Bihui in his heart, his son stops the bleeding for his mother, this is a matter of course, it's nothing.

Yang Bihui blushed and stared at this face carefully, wondering who he really was.

Looking closely, if it weren't for what had just happened to prove that he was not the big enemy Robin, Yang Bihui would never believe that there would be two people who were so similar in the world, and the most powerful makeup techniques would not be able to achieve this effect, right?

"How do you feel?" The bleeding from the wound stopped, and Ye Fan still communicated with her in English.

"Much better, you...... Thank you again. Yang Bihui looked at him with a complicated expression.

Ye Fan waved his hand: "Catherine is okay, is she there?"

"She was in the reception room, drank my coffee, and it would be a while before she woke up. Yang Bihui's hands were intertwined uneasily, and he lowered his eyelids and said, "I'm very sorry, I regard you as enemies." ”

"You're doing it wisely, and if I were you, I'd choose to deal with my enemies in this way. Ye Fan smiled and walked towards Martin, "Give me a few minutes, I'll deal with this corpse first, and destroy the corpse." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you, sir, I'm waiting for you in the reception room. Yang Bihui really didn't know how to thank him, everything was considered for her, he was simply considerate and caring, who was he?

Ye Fan grabbed Martin's body and disappeared in front of Yang Bihui.

Standing alone for a moment, Yang Bihui exhaled with relief, cleaned up the mess, and walked out of the small building.

A few hundred meters away from the villa, in the woods, a fire lit up, and the Samadhi fire quickly consumed Martin's body, leaving not even the bones behind.

Although these accidents were caused, the result was a complete one, as the so-called road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high, if it weren't for these coincidences, I am afraid that I would regret it for life, thinking about this insidious chess piece arranged by Robin, Ye Fan shuddered.

This kind of person, as long as he lives for one day, will threaten him and his family, and he will be decided, and he can no longer be soft-hearted.

After disposing of Martin's body, Ye Fan returned to the vestibule of the villa along the road.

Yang Bihui was waiting there, she had a lot of questions and wanted to understand.

"Let's go in and talk. Ye Fan raised his hand and signaled.

Yang Bihui smiled and nodded, "Please follow me." ”

The two walked through the foyer and came to an elegantly decorated small room, Ye Fan saw that Catherine was sleeping on the armrest of the sofa, and the coffee left on the small round table in front of her was still steaming.

"It will take a while for her to wake up. Yang Bihui elegantly stretched out his arm and invited Ye Fan to sit down: "What do you drink?"

"Tea or wine, coffee will do it. Ye Fan sat down next to Catherine, looked around the room, and in a corner of the bookcase, he saw an old photograph in plastic form, quietly placed on it.

It was a middle-aged couple, about forty years old, wearing a modest military uniform, standing in front of Pagoda Hill and smiling for a group photo.

Ye Fan recognized it at a glance as Yang Chongyan, and the woman next to him must be his wife, and his grandmother was undoubted.

Yang Bihui didn't notice the expression on Ye Fan's face, and was busy making tea and entertaining his benefactor.

A cup of tea was brought to the table, and she smiled kindly at Ye Fan: "Please use tea." ”

"Is this Biluochun?" Ye Fan only glanced at it, and then said the name of this cup of tea.

"Yes, Biluochun is from my hometown, do you also know this kind of tea?" Yang Bihui said with nostalgia: "I have been away from my hometown for too long, and I can only remember the bits and pieces of that time when I taste it occasionally." ”

"Why don't you go back and have a look?"

Yang Bihui sighed faintly, "I can't go back......"

"Why?" Ye Fan really couldn't understand, she had been incognito for 20 years, could it be difficult to return to her homeland as Melinda?