The wind stopped. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the rain stopped.

“…… I'll make a call, there's still a flight, I should be able to catch ......" Lin Shiya got up from the bedside and touched her phone.

It turned out that Lin Shiya heard that Ye Fan was going to the capital tonight, so she put down the phone and immediately used her special relationship to take over all the remaining tickets. Now, as long as the remaining tickets are refunded, Ye Fan can book the last flight as he wishes.

This little girl, her mind is used to do bad things, and she is not inferior to him, and she is not conspicuous, so she calculates Ye Fan, an old Jianghu.

The flight to the capital was very tight, and when she heard on the phone that Ye Fan had booked the last flight at 11 o'clock at midnight, Wen Wanting's originally disappointed mood immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and she was ecstatic, and she couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart.

A few hours ago, he reluctantly said that the flight was full, and Wen Wanting also deliberately checked it on the Internet, and it was true.

Who knew that the sudden turn of the peak, even if it was in the middle of the night, it would be enough for her to be happy and happy, and she couldn't sleep.

In her rented small high-rise apartment, Wen Wanting quickly tidied up her room, making soup, cleaning, making beds, bathing, and applying makeup...... Everything is well prepared in an orderly manner.

Just after twelve o'clock, Wen Wanting drove quietly out of the community in an Audi car and headed for the airport.

This time, Ye Fan came by plane alone, and after getting the visa, he still had a few small things to handle, since he came to the capital, he couldn't let some people still be at ease and live comfortably.

Collect some interest first, and then slowly calculate the general ledger.

At the Capital International Airport, Ye Fan wore sunglasses and walked out of the gate with the flow of people, and strode straight towards the agreed location.

"Xiaofan! here!" The glass of the cab of the Audi sedan parked outside slid down, and Wen Wanting waved at him with a smile on her face.

Pulling a large suitcase, Ye Fan opened the car door with a smile in his eyes and sat in the car.

"Sister Ting, hard work. Wen Wanting is dressed in the capable outfit of a working woman, with a white open-collared shirt and a hip-wrapping skirt, she is still charming and charming, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

"It's okay, let's go. Wen Wanting glanced at him with a smile, turned the steering wheel with her fingers, and the car drove towards the brightly lit avenue.

It was already more than one o'clock in the evening, the city was still sleepless, the car was driving smoothly on the highway, and the conversation box between the two was also opened.

I talked about work, life, and international and domestic events that have happened in the past few days.

"Xiaofan, tell me about you. Wen Wanting has always been telling that Ye Fan was a loyal listener, and when she got off the highway, she realized that she was a little chattering.

"Me?" Ye Fan smiled and lit a cigarette: "Then talk about the visa, I am on the blacklist of the Japanese, do you have a way to deal with it?"

"Why? What did you do?" Wen Wanting said strangely.

"Kill a few little devils who deserve to be killed. ”

"Ahh

"Hehe, scared?" Ye Fan stretched out a palm and smiled: "My hands are stained with the blood of bad people, there are Japanese, Russians, and Burmese, are you afraid?"

Wen Wanting was slightly shocked when she heard this, her face changed slightly, but she pursed her lips and shook her head and chuckled: "I'm not afraid, you said that the people you killed are all bad people." ”

Ye Fan turned his head to look at her: "Do you really believe me?"

"Who do you believe if you don't believe it? When she said this, Wen Wanting's face turned slightly red, and the speed of the car slowed down unconsciously.

"Haha......" Ye Fan laughed loudly and threw away the cigarette butt that he hadn't taken a few puffs of.

The atmosphere in the car was a little strange, Wen Wanting bit her lip and looked at him through the mirror, stepped on the accelerator, and drove quickly in the direction of the suburbs.

After about seven or eight minutes, the Audi sedan drove into a fork in the road, and the street lights on both sides of the road gradually became scarce, and when the surroundings fell into darkness, only the headlights illuminated the way forward, and finally stopped on the bank of a secluded river.

"Where is this? What are we doing here?" After the car turned off, it was dark and quiet all around, only the sound of the river rattling.

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