Chapter 826 Empress

Tang Wan'er turned her head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "You can't, even if you want to, you can't help yourself, and you can't protect it for a lifetime." ”

Ye Fan touched his slippery head, feeling a little short of words.

This woman is serious, it's really unbearable.

For a long time, Tang Wan'er stared at the deep sea, the corners of her mouth flashed with a hint of tenderness, and said softly: "But no matter what, I still like you, really." You know, from the first time you appeared in my life, I knew that I had met the Son of God, and for me, there is no doubt about it, it is unforgettable......"

Hearing Tang Wan'er's such a straightforward confession, Ye Fan couldn't believe her ears a little, was this what she said?

The woman chuckled and continued: "Actually, you don't have to care, you like someone, you don't need him to do anything, for me, it's already very satisfying to be able to say these words in person." Around you, every woman is better than me, better than me, I can look at you from afar and like you silently, that's enough. ”

It was the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, listening to the woman's heart, Ye Fan felt that the air around him had become dense, and he was a little out of breath.

"What are you...... Why bother? I really don't deserve your efforts......"

"Whether it's worth it or not, that's up to me. Tang Wan'er said stubbornly: "Even if it is a flower bud, it has the right to choose who it blooms for, Ye Fan, I only have a small request, please be sure to agree to me." ”

"What, what request?" Ye Fan's head was a little knotted, what request did she have to make? Don't go too far...... What if, in case it is that kind of request, is it to be agreed, or is it to be agreed?

Tang Wan'er's eyes were misty, and she turned her head to look at him fixedly: "Please don't call me Miss Tang in the future, at least in private, you can give me a little room for imagination, can you say okay?"

Ye Fan looked at this woman's expectant face blankly, and his eyes were a little sour, "Okay, I promise you." ”

"Thank you. Tang Wan'er showed a smile of satisfaction, "It's not too early, I'll go back first." ”

Seeing the woman's back gradually disappearing, Ye Fan felt a faintly messy in his heart, in the future, I am afraid that he will owe a love debt again!

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a burst of aura in the air fluctuating violently, and a blazing breath faintly came from a resort house.

"Breakthrough?" Don't think about it, it must be Shen Jiayao who broke through the third layer of Qi Training, causing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to fluctuate.

The Earth Fire Spirit Bead is worthy of being a rare treasure of heaven and earth, only one can make people easily break through the bottleneck, thinking about the last one left, Ye Fan couldn't help but hesitate, who is it good for? In fact, from what Tang Wan'er just said, Ye Fan also figured out some tastes, and stayed with Shen Jiayao and Lu Qingyu for a long time, this woman was a little inferior and ashamed of herself, she was just embarrassed to open her mouth and ask for more things.

A fire lotus seed, plus an earth fire spirit bead, is enough for an ordinary person to embark on the path of cultivation, which is just a very good match. But there are few porridges and many people, there are too many people around Ye Fan who need these spiritual roots and spiritual materials, and there is absolutely no way to satisfy them one by one, so he can only collect them for the time being, waiting for the opportunity to talk about them in the future.

Zhuge Xiaojun ran out of breath and finished a lap, and when he passed by Ye Fan's side, he quickly quickened his pace.

"Okay, come here, Xiaojun!" Ye Fan beckoned.

"I ...... I haven't finished three laps yet......" the boy was a little nervous.

"Almost, you can run again tomorrow morning for the rest of the day, save some strength first, and tell me what you want to learn. ”

Xiaojun walked over slowly, scratched his head and thought about it, "I want to learn everything, as long as it's a great kung fu!"

"Why do you want to learn kung fu?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"I want to protect my mother, protect the whole family, protect my beautiful aunt, and don't let the bad guys bully them!"

"Great ideal!" Ye Fan gave a thumbs up, and then smiled: "Since you want to learn kung fu, then I will give you a set of boxing techniques, this set of boxing methods is called ...... Well, military fist. ”

"Junquan, why is it the same as my name?" Zhuge Xiaojun blinked stupidly.

"Hehe, there are many coincidences in the world, and you are not alone in Xiaojun. The so-called military fist, when swinging the fist, is like thousands of horses and thousands of troops, and it can resist tens of millions of people with the strength of one person. Ye Fan showed a deep smile and touched Xiaojun's head, "Let's go, go to the reef over there and I'll show you......"

On the beach in the middle of the night, there was a trumpet sound, on the dark reef, the young man faced the waves, and shook his fist hard, sweat wet his clothes, and the sea water wet his long hair......

"Mr. Ye, is it okay for you to be my master?"

"When you can break the waves with this military fist, I will accept you as an apprentice. ”

"Okay, talk about it!"

"A gentleman's word, a horse is difficult to chase......"

After staying on a small Caribbean island for one night, early in the morning, Ye Fan and Sabadis and others took a plane straight to Brazil, the football kingdom......

In a luxurious presidential suite on the top floor of the Grand Carlos Hotel near the waterfront in Rio de Janeiro, several men and women of different skin tones are sitting around a round table on a luxurious and spacious alpaca-skin sofa.

Behind these sofas, there are bodyguards in different costumes, mafias in black suits and ties, huge Latino thugs, jungle tribal women with eerie oil paint on their faces, Indian yoga masters......

"Guys, now in addition to Asia, Europe, Africa, the Americas are under our control, oh, and the small part of Australia. It was Fernandez, the godfather of the American mafia, who had just finished a call with someone and turned the globe on the table.

"Great, my dear, hopefully this time we can lead the change and set new rules for the market. In Asia, it would be best if Mr. Antonio could find a qualified spokesperson. "A red-haired woman in a low-cut tunic dress skillfully lit a slender lady's cigarette and put it to her bright red lips, raised two slender and straight thighs, and set up her feet on the table, a pair of thirteen-centimeter-long slender pointed-toe high heels, unscrupulously overlapped, with a bewitching poppy tattooed on her ankle.

The woman is dressed in red, even her nails are painted with bright red oil paint, her appearance is gorgeous, her facial features are obviously mixed-blood, her long fiery red hair hangs down below the bee's waist, and her gestures have a strong Latin style, which is very bewitching.

The Indian man sitting next to him stirring coffee looked at the woman's half-exposed wheat-colored long legs, swallowed his saliva, and then sighed, "My Queen, you know, now except for India, the whole of Asia is out of control, the market has shrunk to an all-time low, and the returns are too poor......"

"That's your business, Mr. Antonio, and I'm sure that for money's sake, there are people who will take the risk of trampling on all the laws of the world when the profit reaches 100 percent, and they dare to risk hanging when the profit reaches 300 percent. What's more, our new product is absolutely epoch-making! Are you right, Weber?" the woman puffed into the smoke, and even the gesture of smoking was so seductive and charming.

"Paris, I'm afraid your honorific name is going to be changed!" The Colombian man sitting across from her, with a bushy beard and a fierce face, and countless strange symbols tattooed on his arm, was none other than the drug lord Weber.

"Giggles, Webb, what shall I call me, Fairy Queen, Fairy?" the Poppy Queen laughed wildly, and the lights in the room were dyed blood-colored by her red hair, and all the men unconsciously looked at her.

"How's the cactus?" A strange man's voice came from outside the door, and in an instant, all the bigwigs in the drug world in the room were stunned.

Paris stopped smiling and squinted out, followed by Sabadis, dressed in a floral shirt, followed by two men and a woman.

The brown-haired woman was dressed in blue denim, tall and tall, and seemed to be an American woman; the two men next to her, one with evasive eyes, looked very reserved, as if he had never seen a big scene; the other bald man, with yellow skin, white shirt, and a warm smile, looked cynical, but gave people a strange feeling.

It was he who had just opened his mouth to answer, and Sabadis had not yet spoken, so he dared to act on his behalf? What is the relationship between this Asian man and Lao Sa?

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird, several mafia gangsters quietly reached into their arms and began to touch their guns, the Colombian gang bodyguards picked up the arms with tendons and flesh like a big millstone, and the few tribal women with oil paint on their faces did not hesitate to draw their snowy scimitars and put on a hostile attitude! The Indian yoga master who had been closing his eyes also opened his eyes, and his withered face showed a little suspicion and caution!