My Line Connect To The Demon World

He didn't expect Anyang to use money to return the favor.    

The key was that he did not lack money.    

He thought for a while and said, "How about this, we are classmates. I don't want your money."    

Although it sounded nice, he was actually in the wrong.    

This night, Ye Fan did not eat too much, nor did he take advantage of others.    

If he wanted money from others, then what would become of him?    

He had let down the title of a good classmate in China.    

"You don't want money?"    

Anyang frowned slightly.    

"As far as I know, isn't it difficult for your family? Although this sum of money isn't much, it can still make your life a little better."    

"That's all in the past. We have to let people develop."    

Ye Fan smiled.    

He did not seem to care about money at all.    

"Is that so? You're developing well?"    

Anyang finally looked at Ye Fan and glanced at his clothes and decorations.    

Personal custom-made clothes cost at least a few hundred thousand each.    

The Patek Philippe watch was worth more than three million.    

"Sss!"    

He hadn't seen it in a few years, but it had changed so much.    

It was true that one couldn't judge a book by its cover.    

"That's good, but I never owe anyone favors. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time."    

As he spoke.    

Anyang took out her business card and placed it on the table.    

"Jiang City Huilong Trading Company, Senior Supervisor."    

"That's right, I work here."    

Ye Fan glanced at him.    

If it was before, he might have believed her, but after witnessing her strength.    

She was not an ordinary person at all.    

How could she be from a trading company?    

He threw the business card back and said calmly, "There's no need to do that in the future. I have things to do now."    

" Oh? Then say it."    

" Actually, it's not a big deal. If I'm not wrong, you should be from the Martial Association. "    

" You actually know about our organization? It seems like you have been doing pretty well in recent years."    

In Jiang City, only those with high status or high status could come into contact with them.    

If Ye Fan could say it out loud, he must have a high status.    

As for hearsay, the possibility was very small.    

Have you ever seen an entrepreneur with a net worth of hundreds of millions, or a high-level leader tell a student a secret?    

"Then you admit it! Alright, my request is very simple. Bring me in to take a look."    

Ye Fan had been thinking about Wang Sicong's safety.    

If he didn't take a look, he wouldn't feel at ease.    

Now that he had a clue, he had to work hard no matter what.    

"This..."    

"It's fine, just bring me in, for whatever reason."    

"Un..."    

Anyang pondered for a moment.    

"Alright then. There will be an internal training in Martial Association tomorrow and there will be a lot of people. I will bring you in then."    

"But you must not run around or interact with others."    

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.    

He immediately patted his chest. "No problem. I am a very obedient person."    

"That's good."    

Anyang did not know.    

Her hasty reply was exactly the same as the four words - The sheep enters the tiger's mouth.    

Would Ye Fan listen to her?    

Unless the sun rises from the west.    

...    

Martial Association.    

In a cold morgue.    

A few medical staff were carefully checking the details of the corpse.    

"Alright, there's nothing else to check," Wang Yao said.    

At this time, a woman slowly walked over.    

She wore a black suit and was dressed like a worker.    

Her legs were wrapped in black silk, and her entire body felt like she was holding a lute and covering half of her face.    

He could clearly feel his body exploding, but he couldn't see it.    

"Not checking anymore? Teacher Sun?" The medical staff asked.    

"Yes, they were all instantly killed by an absolute power punch. Regardless of whether it was movement techniques or fist techniques, they were unable to trace back to the source."    

"It's like searching for a needle in a haystack to find out who killed them"    

The woman called Sun laoshi frowned and shook her head.    

"Then immediately send someone to investigate?" The medical staff said again.    

"No need, the rain last night has washed away all the evidence, and there are no surveillance cameras in that area, so the effect will be minimal," the doctor said.    

"Teacher Sun, I heard some rumors from Anyang."    

"What?"    

"I heard that the warrior who killed the ninja was Ouyang Yi. "    

“ Oh? Fire Sovereign?"    

Teacher Sun said quietly," Alright, you don't have to worry about it. I'll go to the association and investigate. "    

...    

The next day.    

Ye Fan drove the Cullinan to Anyang's residence.    

Anyang was stunned when she saw the luxury car.    

She knew Ye Fan had developed well, but she didn't expect it to be so good.    

It was the Cullinan.    

A luxury car worth more than seven million.    

Even she couldn't afford it!    

A hint of envy flashed in her eyes.    

There was also some imbalance.    

One had to know that when she went to school, she was one of the top students in the entire school.    

As for Ye Fan, not only was he bad at studying, his grades were also average.    

But today, she actually did not have the money from the other party, it was really infuriating.    

In the neighborhood, the Cullinan was like a shining star, attracting the attention of countless people.    

Many young ladies threw their looks at him, full of an ambiguous expression.    

Anyang did not like this kind of feeling.    

Ye Fan was her male companion at this moment.    

It was not someone else's turn to seduce him.    

Immediately, a hostile gaze swept across the surroundings.    

The murderous aura belonging to a martial artist instantly frightened all the young ladies.    

It made them no longer dare to seduce Ye Fan.    

Ye Fan was already used to it.    

He smiled and waited for Anyang to get into the car. He started the car without hesitation, leaving only the exhaust gas for the young ladies.    

Seeing the young ladies stomping their feet in anger, Anyang felt so good!    

Of course, the most important thing was that Ye Fan did not like these ordinary girls.    

If it was someone at Anyang's level, it would be more like it.    

"Where are we going now?"    

"Dragon Mountain."    

...... Oh."    

Dragon Mountain was truly a mysterious place.    

He had been there so many times.    

I didn't discover the existence of the military region before.    

Now, he didn't even know that the Martial Association was there as well.    

Half an hour later.    

At the foot of a hidden mountain on Dragon Mountain.    

Anyang slowly got off the car.    

"You can't drive in front of us. Let's walk."    

Ye Fan looked around.    

There was a tall weed in front of them. They could not see anything at first glance.    

"Is it in here?"    

"That's right."    

The corner of Anyang's mouth lifted into a smile.    

"I will leave very quickly in a while. If you can keep up, I will bring you in. Don't blame me if you can't keep up."    

"Hey, this is not what we agreed on earlier."    

"I've changed my mind."    

"「 Alright, you're a woman, I'll let you go. 」"    

"Hmph. My technique is called the Sunchaser Leg Technique. My legs are like lightning, like an ethereal immortal mist. If I run too fast, I can even catch up to a sports car."    

Anyang was showing off her strength.    

However, Ye Fan's eyes were always fixed on her long and white legs.    

"I don't know if I can catch up to the sports car. At least it can make a loser go crazy." Ye Fan said lightly.    

"You... rogue."    

Ye Fan smiled. "Don't brag. Do you know what my legs are called?"    

"I don't know."    

"This is called a new flying leg. When I run, I run like lightning. When I step on the afterglow, I can even catch up to the sunset and enjoy the day forever. "    

"Urgh!"    

"You really can blow! Do you think you are Kuafu?"    

"Come, let's compete."    

"Okay."