Perfume Master

Chapter 428 The Year, the Farewell!

Among the more than 20 people outside, two of them are Cai Mao's confidants, but after this scene, they are also completely scared. They dare not move, and they will definitely die. The rest of the brothers who went to Daoshan together before have surrounded them and looked at them like dead people. Besides, Cai Mao is usually not kind to them, but it is a naked use. They really see things in the gang. It's hard to keep it one day. He also became Cai Mao's scapegoat. Cai Mao's ruthlessness, sinister and cunning are famous. These two of them have always followed Cai Mao's elite figures. They know Cai Mao better than anyone else. It's easy to compromise, and the territory of Chongqing was divided by Mu Fan before several people returned to China. Cai Mao's two hands are Ma Ming and Wang Zhen, who temporarily manage Chongqing. The two veterans manage Chongqing. It is estimated that not too many people will say anything. Everyone thinks that Mu Fan will Chongqing was thrown to Zhao Yuan, but Mu Fan gave Chongqing to Yue Xiang, Qin Jingtian and Chen Tiannan. Zhao Yuan didn't say anything. He bowed his head and smoked. Huang Qiufeng and Xu Zhiwen were calm. Chongqing was too far away for them. Although there were no benefits, there was no need to argue with a cruel person like Mu Fan.

After everything was agreed, everyone packed up and was ready to leave. After more than 20 people in the yard took care of their bodies, they were about to leave at dawn. At this time, only Mu Fan brothers and blue-eyed women were left in the room. The woman was naturally Mera, the apprentice of Heras, the instructor of the Killer Alliance. Mu Fan began to smile. Solidified, looking at this unruly woman, he said coldly, "I have known that Cai Mao has a different mind for a long time. I let you look at Cai Mao, or let him shoot a black gun behind my back. Is that's what you think?"

Mela is naturally not Mu Fan's opponent. What's more, she has seen Mu Fan's fierceness and as cruel brothers as his, but it doesn't mean that she is really afraid of Mu Fan. She hugs her arms, leans against the wall, looks at Mu Fan's cold expression, and sneers without hesitation: "Do I owe you? I have done so much for you. What have you done for me and the teacher? How did you say you promised my teacher at the beginning?

Mu Fan's face turned pale and said coldly, "I promised your master to kill the traitor!"

Mela snorted coldly, "Two years, right? What did you do besides playing with women in the underworld?

Mu Fan looked cold and said in a low voice, "Then tell me where the traitor is?"

Mela suddenly turned pale and walked to Mu Fan and said angrily, "In the Killer Alliance, what, do you think it's difficult because of this? If you can't do it, why did you lie to my master at the beginning? Do you Chinese people don't believe what you say?"

Mu Fan reached out and grabbed the woman's chin. His eyes were red, and his tone was extremely depressing and gloomy. He said word by word, "It's not that I can't do it, but that I want to kill those people one by one. For me, your traitor brother is just one of them. If you don't have this much patience, I'm not Mind killing you now!"

After listening to Mu Fan's words, Mera suddenly had a chill on her back. Her blue eyes did not dare to look directly at Mu Fan's eyes at this time. She turned her face aside and said coldly; "I hope you don't make a word,"

Mu Fan let go of Mela's hand. Mela took a long breath and retreated to the corner of the wall. Seeing the tragic death of Cai Mao, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his leg and killed the body that had been dried up. The three people looked helpless.

After everything was ready, Mu Fan asked Ying Zheng to take everyone to the Sino-Nevis border not far away. Before leaving, Mu Fan asked people to send some money to each family, which was a compensation for the past few days. Although the villagers were trembling and did not dare to accept it, they finally won to the latter. Ying Zheng didn't ask Mu Fan why he didn't go back with them, but left.

After dawn, Mu Fan's three brothers headed for the capital of Nepal and asked Dongfang Wen to stay first in a local hospital to recover from his injuries. He went to a place to see someone.

In the western part of Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal, the residence that was blown up last week has been redecorated, but the pits inlaid with marbles on the roof are still retained. Naturally, this is Devi's home. When Mu Fan looked at the door, no one answered. At this time, it was twelve o'clock at noon. During the two days when he lived here, Devi went back to the vegetable market a few streets apart to buy vegetables, so Mu Fan simply sat on the stone steps at the door and smoked and waited.

In just over two weeks since I came to Nepal, too many things have happened. Although this kind of thing is nothing to Mu Fan, which is similar to the days when he returned to being a killer, after all, I still feel a little touched when I came into contact again. After three years, Mu Fan's last time because of the sudden disappearance of Zhao Tingting. I just went to Germany to kill people. The previous one was the battle of Thor in the Dragon Tomb, but this time it was a scuffle between several countries. It seemed that he was forced more times. Thinking about Mu Fan, he remembered that the road behind was still long. Qiu still couldn't see his head, so he had to smoke all the time. When Mu Fan finished smoking the sixth cigarette, a seat appeared in front of him. The figure of the girl in a white long skirt like an angel looked up and saw the latter's blank eyes. Mu Fan stood up and looked at the latter's body and smiled, "They didn't embarrass you, did they?"

Devi nodded and squeezed his lips. He didn't know what to say. Mu Fan smiled bitterly with a complex expression and said, "If you don't think you can accept it, treat me as a bad person. It may be better to scold hundreds of times a day."

Dai Wei stopped talking. He held a paper bag of fruit in his arms and stood there in a sense of confusion. Mu Fan walked up to him, put a gold card in the fruit bag, then picked up an apple, took a bite, and laughed, "I'm a moral bad guy. I won't put it on a bad woman who is not good-looking. I have it, but you are so beautiful. If I don't come once, I will feel sorry. The password is the last six digits of your birthday. I'm sorry. That kind of thing happened on your birthday. You see, life is still so beautiful, isn't it? I'm leaving."

Mu Fan turned around and left after saying that. Mu Fan was very clear about what happened in Nepal a few years ago, so for Devi he met on the plane, Mu Fan felt that this girl was too simple and kind and not easy, especially when he got along with her in the next few days and heard about her background. Mu Fan is not a good person and will not hurt spring and sad autumn. To sympathize with those who are suffering, but if you can meet a person like Devi, Mu Fan will not be stingy to help. Of course, the trouble that Mu Fan has caused to her is also immeasurable, so she came here to see her for the last time, hoping that she did not mess up her life too badly.

As soon as Mu Fan turned around, Devi finally spoke and said shyly, "When are you leaving? Are you going by plane? I'll see you off!"

Mu Fan was slightly stunned, and then looked back at the cute stewardess who didn't dare to look down at this time. Mu Fan took a sip of the apple and smiled, "This afternoon's plane!"

Devi was slightly stunned, and then opened the door and ran into the house. Soon he ran out and came to him and said, "Which flight?"

After Mu Fan said, he saw Dai Wei running to the roadside not far away, and then stopped a taxi and left. Mu Fan was stunned and took a taxi to the hospital with a wry smile.

When Mu Fan arrived at the hospital, after receiving Dongfangwen and Black Sword, who had re-wounded the wound, after a simple meal, he took a taxi and went straight to the airport. The plane was at 6 p.m., so after arriving by car, he waited for an hour, he boarded the plane. The seat of the three was in the ordinary cabin of the serial number, but when Mu Fan just sat down. Next, I saw a familiar face. It was a burst of stewardess clothes, politeness, modesty and good temperament. The first time I saw Devi was this feeling. At this time, when I saw this face again, Mu Fan was also relieved a lot. It seemed that his influence on this girl did not affect him too much, which was also what he expected, love Everyone has a beautiful heart. Mu Fan likes Devi's purity and kindness, so he doesn't want Devi's advantages to be destroyed, and of course, he is not allowed to destroy it.

Mu Fan smiled and said, "Aren't you still on vacation?"

Devi smiled faintly and said, "I said I would see you off, but I have to send it home anyway. I changed shifts with a colleague,"

Mu Fan smiled, but he was not talking. He just stared at this woman. Devi may be a cheerful and occasionally shy girl in life, but on the plane, it is like a different person, confident, generous, quiet, modest, courteous temperament, and not the best stewardess quality all the time! The flight to Guizhou only takes more than three hours. It's short but warm. Devi will often come to Mufan. He doesn't talk nonsense or chat. He just asks what he needs. Over and over again, everyone around him looks at the lovely stewardess with strange eyes. For a moment, the passengers on the plane gave Devi a "hello" stewardess. The title.

Towards ten o'clock in the evening, the plane landed. Devi personally sent Mu Fan out of the airport. After saying goodbye to Mu Fan with a smile, he left. Mu Fan smiled and took his brother to take a taxi away, but Devi did not go far, but looked at Mu Fan's back through the glass and waved Mu Fan's doomed invisible hand alone. Zhong, two minutes, ten minutes, my arms are sore and my eyes are red.

Two days ago, when Devi was still detained and interrogated at the police station, an old man suddenly came, which immediately panicked and dared not approach. When the old man came to the interrogation, he sat in front of Devi, looked at her carefully, looked at the latter with his red and swollen eyes, and smiled kindly; Your name is Devi, right? I heard about your parents. They are all heroes of the people. Although you have experienced this kind of thing, don't be sad, let alone be afraid. You are the child of heroes. Devi is braver than anyone else, right?

The old man in front of him, who doesn't know the people of Nepal, is this old man. In the name of treason, he led the militants to decadence the rule of the dynasty and established the current harmonious and happy new country, although he does not often appear in everyone's sight, no longer He holds an important position in the government, but his position in people's hearts is the status of spiritual leader, so when the people in the police station saw him, they were excited and did not dare to approach him. At this time, Devi also looked at the old man in front of him with red eyes, as if all the grievances had dissipated at that moment.

The old man was very kind. He talked a lot to Devi and completely opened Devi's heart knot. Finally, after Devi asked the man's specific identity, the old man smiled and said something that Devi would never forget in his life. A man she had worshipped for several years and would have been worshipping for several years. The old man said that he lived in her house. A Chinese man is the Nepalese unknown hero who successfully assassinated more than a dozen people of the Royal Guard and finally forced the king to agree to restore the House of Commons.

Thinking of the scene from the first time they met, to the time they took him to visit Kathmandu, that night he suddenly broke into his room, and his murderous brutality, more importantly, he held himself into the bedroom twice, his humor, his expertise in Nepalese knives, he was domineering, he was fierce and bloody, he was gentle, she No matter who he is in the eyes of others, he is her hero in her heart!

This year, in front of a glass window in the hall of Guizhou Airport, a beautiful girl with red eyes, waving her hand out of the empty window for a long time!