Chapter 103 Question

Why do hooligans lower their voices? The thin teenager shook his head in puzzledly, so he felt that it was meaningless. He rubbed his eyes and went back to bed.

The young man stretched out his neck and vigorously visited in the direction of Ye Fan, for fear of missing some good play.

"Wait for me here." Ye Fan said hello to Piaopiao in a low voice.

At this time, Piaopiao was still recalling the emergency just now. He didn't listen to Ye Fan's words at all, and thought to himself: Did he kiss me like this? What should I do? What should I do? Did I kill him? Why don't I marry him? Who is he? Why should I marry him? A series of questions plunged the floating brain into chaos.

Ye Fan saw a dull look on his beautiful face, so he patted her arm and ran in the direction of the young man with a "mose", holding the wooden stick in his hand and hitting the young man's head rudely.

The young man is just a logistics soul master in the soul refining period. What can he do? At that moment, the head knocked by the stick was dizzy, and even the sound of shouting could not be released, so he fell to the ground softly.

Ye Fan picked him up and hurriedly carried the young man to Piaopiao and whispered, "Let's go."

"You...he..." Piao Piao looked at Ye Fan, and then at the young man on his shoulder. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Quick, if someone finds out, our plan will not be easy to implement." Ye Fan signaled.

"Ah?" Piaopiao was still intoxicated with the scene of being kissed by Ye Fan, and it took him a long time to recover. Now that what should be done has been done, he follows Ye Fan and goes to Wu Xingliu's residence.

Along the way, I naturally met many fellow disciples of the Fairy Soul Palace. Except for two disciples guarding the door of the Green Hall who came up for a simple inquiry, no one asked again. Of course, Ye Fan has thought about this problem for a long time. At present, he only said that his younger brother was dizzy and took it for treatment.

The gatekeeper disciple was not embarrassed and let them pass happily. He also took a look at Ye Fan. Curious about how this man resisted the patient on his shoulder, and he was not afraid of suffocation?

After coming to the mushroom room of Wuxingliu, Ye Fan put the young man on the ground. There was already a rope prepared by Wuxingliu and tied him up. After tossing around for a long time, the young man was still in a coma.

"Brother Ye, it's a little heavy." Wu Xingliu said with a wry smile.

"Well, I gave him a stick on the back of his head. Who would think he was so indistinguous?" Ye Fan said bluntly.

Wu Xingliu stared and couldn't help but feel sad for this young man. Being able to be attacked by Ye Fan's stick, as a soul master in the soul refining period, especially the logistics soul master, it can be said to be a painless enjoyment.

"Wake him up." Wu Xingliu suggested.

"It's up to you." At this time, Ye Fan was already sitting in a chair, taking a sip of tea, and responding, like an old man.

"Sister Piaopiao, go and get a basin of cold water." Wu Xingliu ordered.

"You have hands and feet. Why do you let me go?" Piaopiao was entangled. Seeing that a team member dared to order himself, his face was already unhappy, and he frowned and replied. In fact, she is the leader of this group, but many times she has no idea, and her acceptance of Wu Xingliu's suggestion has reached almost ten.

Wu Xingliu was a little puzzled why he became a person when he floated out and came back, and his temper was still so big. Knowing that Piaopiao might have encountered something unsatisfactory, he didn't ask too much, and he obediently went to f for water. He wanted to call Ye Fan, but when he saw Ye Fan's posture, he swallowed his words abruptly.

A basin of water poured on the young man like this.

The young man finally woke up and looked at Ye Fan and the other three with a blank face.

"What's your name?" Wu Xingliu asked with a smile.

"Who are you?" At this time, the young man realized that he had been kidnapped and exclaimed.

"Damn, I'm asking you." Wu Xingliu is still depressed about his watering. He went up to give the young man two loud mouths.

The young man was stunned and stared at Wu Xingliu. He didn't know what to say. He didn't expect that the gangster would be so unreasonable.

After seeing Wu Xingliu beat people, Piaopiao frowned. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with it, but he didn't say it.

Wu Xingliu's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of Piao Piao's dissatisfied eyes. He couldn't help but start self-criticism: he said rude words again. Why can't this problem be changed?

Ye Fan drank tea and didn't care about it, as if there was nothing wrong with him.

How did the young man know that the murderer was in the process of reflection? He wanted to ask who they were, but he was afraid of being beaten again, so he had to close his mouth, stared at Wu Xingliu, and glanced at Ye Fan and Piaopiao from time to time.

Ye Fan and other three people were masked at this time. The young man tried his best to recognize their origin from the eyes of Ye Fan and other three people, but failed.

On the issue of masking, Ye Fan and Piaopiao originally disagreed, but Wu Xingliu said that the other party did not know the origin of the three of them, and it was more convenient to get the answer they wanted. At this point, there is a unified mask.

"Are you dumb?" Wu Xingliu said loudly.

"What?" The young man had never seen such a posture before, and now he replied tremblingly.

"Name, age, where are you from? What position do you hold in the Fairy Soul Palace? Wu Xingliu asked.

"My name is Cao Li. I'm 23 years old this year. I'm the logistics soul master of Wannian Caotang." The young man replied truthfully. After saying that, he was a little puzzled in his heart: These people don't know their origin. Why did they kidnap themselves?

"What else?" Wu Xingliu asked again.

"It's gone..." Cao Li replied.

"I asked four questions just now, but you only answered three. Think about it again." Wu Xingliu smiled and said.

Cao Li tried to recall Wu Xingliu's problem, but because of fear, he couldn't remember it, so he had to cry and replied with a sad face, "I... I forgot."

"I do dozens of times. If you can't remember, hum." Wu Xingliu said as he picked up a dagger and wiped it with a white cloth.

Cao Li's face turned blue with fear, and his body couldn't help trembling.

At the same time, Wu Xingliu here has begun to count. Every time he counts a number, he sees Cao Li's body trembling.

The ten numbers were quickly counted. Because of excessive shock, Cao Li couldn't think of any questions he asked. The light suddenly flashed in his mind and said, "Three friends, if you have something to ask, I will definitely know everything, okay?"

"For the sake of your cooperation, I'll write down this knife first." Wu Xingliu threw the dagger on the table and only heard a "pop", and the dagger penetrated deeply into the table.

Cao Li looked at the dagger and was really scared. He really wanted to roar to get rid of the panic in his heart.

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