Po Jun is not a casual woman, tonight's experience makes her feel unbelievable even after a hundred battles, even if she has a secret affection for this man, she can't get on his thief ship without explanation.

One turned over, from passive to active, the broken army rode on his body, used a trick to lock the dragon hand, and pinched Ye Fan's wrist!

The originally charming gaze quickly turned into a faint anger, staring coldly into his eyes.

It's over! The play is not smashed, she is too devoted, too forgetful, I knew that I shouldn't have reached out so quickly! This woman's willpower is too strong!

"Uh...... What are you...... What are you doing?" "Taking advantage of the danger of others, the fake drama is really done, after all, there is a little weakness, but fortunately, Jiang Yuan's perception has disappeared, and Ye Fan is slightly relieved.

"I should ask you this. Po Jun's red face did not fade, but his tone became colder and colder.

"It's a long story, but it's actually ......"

Just as he was about to explain, a doorbell rang outside the room.

Po Jun's face was suddenly shocked!

"Sir, your supper. The waiter shouted outside.

Ye Fan then remembered that it was Lin Wutong who asked someone to send it.

Looks like I'm really unlucky this time.

"What did you call?" Po Jun looked wary and let go of his right hand.

"yes, I almost forgot. Ye Fan moved his wrist and smiled with a wry smile.

"Then you don't want to go?" the woman didn't have a good face, twisted her waist, jumped from the messy head of the bed to the floor, flicked her long hair, walked quickly into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.

Ye Fan turned his head, his eyes penetrated the wall, and saw Po Jun leaning behind the door, gasping for breath with his eyes closed.

She's ...... There's a play!?

Ye Fan laughed twice, flashed, appeared at the door of the room, and patted the waiter's shoulder from behind.

"Who!" his presence startled the black-haired, black-eyed waiter.

"Give it to me, supper. Ye Fan smiled and spread his hands.

"Whew...... Are you Mr. Ye?" the waiter let out a long sigh and handed over the tray in his hand.

"That's right, it's me. ”

As soon as he took over this Western-style meal, the waiter's eyes suddenly bloomed with hideous cruelty, and a murderous dagger stabbed Ye Fan's chest mercilessly!

"You go to die!"

The knife seemed to have penetrated into something, making a pleasant sound.

The waiter looked at it, and it turned out to be a dinner fork! The dagger was pinned to the dinner fork.

"I'm disappointed, isn't it?" Ye Fan grinned, his hand was full of energy, boom, the dagger flew out of the other party's hand, and nailed it to the decorative painting on the opposite wall!

Almost at the same time, Ye Fan stepped on the waiter's chest, forcing his face full of fear under the dagger.

"You're Japanese, Fujiwara sent you!, aren't you?" This forced question, full of murderous intent, the fork against the waiter's left eyeball, can poke him blind at any time!

"Yes, yes, don't kill me...... Don't ......" Goodong, he desperately begged for mercy, but was hit in the head by a punch and collapsed to the ground.

The sound of hurried high heels rushed out of the room, and the broken army opened the door, and he had already regained his original temperament and look.

Seeing a stranger lying on the carpet at the door, she hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"This unpopular killer has a bad plan, so he asked Lin Wutong to bring someone to clean it up. Ye Fan handed the tray to her and said, "I'll do something trivial." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, got into the elevator, and his figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the broken army.

Although he was confused, Po Jun still showed a super emergency level, dragged the man into the room, dialed the phone, and contacted Lin Wutong......

In a luxurious room, also in the cabin of a cruise ship, Yasuo Fujiwara was resting in bed, waiting for a report from his men.

was hit twice by Jiang Yuan in a row, he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and Yasuo Fujiwara, who couldn't swallow this evil breath, concentrated all his grievances on Ye Fan, and couldn't fight Jiang Yuan, so pick up this soft persimmon and pinch it first!

How did he know that this persimmon was by no means something that anyone could pinch casually, and it was even more terrifying and dangerous than Jiang Yuanlai!

The entourage was all guarding the door, Yasuo Fujiwara half-closed his eyelids, quietly waiting for the news, 500 million US dollars turned into 500 million yen, it was simply hateful, and I could wake up from a dream.

"Do you know how Dekang died?" suddenly came a lazy voice in his ears.

Fujiwara Yasuo's face changed drastically, Huo Ran opened his eyelids, and what caught his eyes was the Chinese man who he hated so much.

"You?" Fujiwara Yasuo didn't notice his problem at all, his panicked eyes looked around, where did he come from?

"That's right, it's me, that killer of yours is really bad, Fujiwara, you shouldn't be so clever......" Ye Fan shook his head with a smile, and taught him bitterly: "The powerful Akihito, Dekang, and Ono are all defeated in my hands, and you are a second-class dealer, and you dare to do this as a trick, it's really a long life." ”

Terror enveloped his heart, and Fujiwara cried out, "You, what do you want to do?"

"I'll lend you something to use!" Ye Fan replied coldly.

"What, what'......"

"Your life!"

Boundless fear filled Yasuo Fujiwara's eyes, and boom! He only felt something burst in his mind, and in an instant he fell into boundless darkness and lost consciousness!

Stiffened at the head of the bed, Yasuo Fujiwara's eyes widened, and the seven holes slowly bleed.

Leaving two sneers, Ye Fan's figure disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared, and there was only silence left in the room.

A few minutes later, an attendant opened the door and entered, screaming in terror.

Yasuo Fujiwara is dead!

At the same time, Lin Wutong received a call from Pojun and called the police on the yacht.

The fake waiter was handcuffed in cold hands and confessed to the crime he had committed.

The police immediately moved to Yasuo Fujiwara's guest room to arrest the mastermind.

"What? He's dead, what's the cause of death?" Bruce, a white police officer, is the chief law enforcement officer of the luxury yacht, a Monegasque national, tall and imposing.

"Death from a cerebral hemorrhage, Mr. Officer. "The doctor has arrived and made a conclusion about the examination.

Bruce frowned, the murderer actually went to hell first, is this retribution?

"Mr. Officer, Mr. Fujiwara was killed!" A Japanese man was indignant and said loudly: "Forty minutes ago, at the Sotheby's auction house, Mr. Fujiwara encountered two Chinese, one of whom used violence against Mr. Fujiwara, and everyone on the scene can testify!"

"Violent attack?" Bruce pinched his chin and fell into thought, roughly clearing some thoughts, Fujiwara Yasuo and Huaxia had a feud at the auction house, and then couldn't swallow this breath to send someone to commit murder, but because he was too seriously injured, he saw God one step ahead of the enemy.

This must be so! This is the only explanation for the whole case that is very reasonable.

Both sides are at fault, both have broken the law, Fujiwara is dead, and the culpability is negligible, but the person who hurt him cannot go unpunished.

Lin Wutong also figured out the taste, revealing a nervous look, this matter involves Ye Fan, I'm afraid he will not be able to escape the sanctions.

"Can any of you identify those two Huamen?" asked Bruce with a serious face.

"I, we can all do!" replied several Japanese aloud with gloomy faces.

"No need to bother, I'm right here. At the back of the crowd, Ye Fan and Po Jun walked together.

The Japanese immediately glared at him viciously and said in English: "It's him, it's him!"

"You're the one who attacked Yasuo Fujiwara?" Bruce turned around and asked, his expression a little puzzled, this person turned himself in?

Ye Fan came in crowd, looked around, and said in a righteous manner: "Attack, Mr. Officer, I am a businessman, and now I am being attacked by Yasuo Fujiwara, and I am the victim and the plaintiff! Please don't make a mistake." ”

"It's not you? what the hell is going on?" Bruce looked suspiciously at the Japanese.

"Mr. Officer, yes, it's another Huaxia man......" A guy couldn't bear the pressure and told the truth.

"The other one, who is it, where is he?"

It turns out that this is the case, and there are other people who injured Fujiwara and caused his death, right, it is said that it is two Chinese people. After a raucous explanation, Bruce shifted his focus to another Chinese named Jiang Yuan.

This case is really full of twists and turns!