Yang Yunfan saw a hint of admiration in the girl's eyes.

To be honest, he didn't expect that Abu, an old man who only knew how to fight and kill, could actually give birth to such a beautiful daughter.

The blond girl in front of her looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. She has a slim figure and a curvy front and back. She has inherited the features of the Soviet Slavic nation.

Compared with the Oriental Asian people, her facial features are very three-dimensional and full of sexy. But compared with the Western European people, her facial features are softer and full of restrained gentleness.

Her skin color is very fair, but unlike those women in Western Europe, the skin of Eastern European women appears much more delicate, and the freckles and pore problems are more subtle.

In short, it is very consistent with the aesthetics of the Chinese people.

A Soviet girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is the most beautiful scenery in the country of Soviet Russia.

At this time, Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Of course."

After a pause, Yang Yunfan said again: "Where is your father?"

Hearing this, the girl shook her head helplessly and said, "I don't know either. My dad answered a phone call yesterday and then disappeared directly. He didn't come home until night."

It seems that this guy Abu is quite concerned about his own affairs.

Thinking of this, Yang Yunfan had nothing to say. At this time, he said goodbye: "If your father comes back, please tell him that I am waiting for his good news. Well, since your father is not here, we will come to visit later.

."

After saying that, Yang Yunfan stood up and seemed to be leaving.

The blond girl hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Brother Yang, if nothing happens, why don't you wait at your house for a while? I'll give my dad a call. He may be back soon."

"That's fine." Yang Yunfan thought for a while and sat back on the sofa.

Seeing this, the blond girl was very happy. She quickly took out her mobile phone, ran to the next room and called her father.

"Dudu..."

"Hello? Daughter, what's going on?"

The phone was quickly connected, and Abu's tone seemed a little impatient.

Hearing this, the blond girl said very dissatisfied: "Dad, where are you? You haven't come home all night! Don't you know that I will be worried about you? Also, a guest from afar has come to the house and is waiting for him.

You are back."

"What? A visitor from afar came?"

When Abu heard this, he felt his heart slow down. He nervously tightened his grip on the phone and whispered: "Daughter, what kind of guest is this? Ignore the guest for now, hide in the secret room upstairs and call the police!"

I'll be right back!"

"Dad, don't worry!"

Hearing this, the blond girl understood what her father was worried about, and couldn't help but comfort her: "That guest is not the bad elements you have been in contact with before. He is a great scholar and a world-famous medical professor!"

"Are you sure?" Abu didn't believe it.

The people he comes in contact with are either gangsters or mercenaries. In short, they are all bad guys with pus in their stomachs.

Where does he know any scholars and professors?

"I'm sure. I just searched on my mobile phone, and the photos and information all match. That gentleman also published an article in The Lancet." The blonde girl couldn't restrain her excitement and said in a brisk tone.

Abu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Lancet? Is it a magazine about weapons? If you can publish an article in it, this guy must not be the spokesperson of some arms dealer, right?"

Immediately, Abu muttered: "Is there some huge task to be done? Even international arms dealers have started to come to visit. Damn it, some bastard must have betrayed me! Not many people know that I live here

."

Hearing Abu's muttering, the blond girl didn't know what to say. She couldn't help but shook her head speechlessly and said: "Dad, The Lancet is a famous world medical journal. The best medical professors in Soviet Russia are not

I will definitely be able to publish an article on it.”

"Ah? Ha...that..."

When Abu heard his daughter's explanation, his face was also full of embarrassment and he burst into laughter.

However, Abu was still confused and didn't know who had found him, but he was worried about his daughter's safety, so he hurriedly drove home.

…

When he got home, Abu did not go in through the front door.

He first went around his back door and took a closer look out of the window.

He saw that in the living room of his house, a handsome Chinese man was sitting casually on the sofa, drinking a cup of milk tea brought by his daughter, and communicating with his daughter from time to time.

Next to the young man, there was a beautiful girl sitting.

Although the girl sat there silently, Abu had an intuition that this girl was extremely extraordinary and had an indescribable cold aura about her.

As for his daughter, she also changed her aggressive and willful demeanor in front of him and became a bit more ladylike. Even when she smiled, she lightly covered her mouth. Her little appearance was so similar that she appeared on TV these days.

The appearance of the aristocratic lady from the Tsarist period was played.

"Strange, who are these Chinese men and women?"

Abu looked at the uninvited guest in his living room and felt very strange.

He swore that he would never know such a gentle and elegant Chinese nobleman.

As for that gorgeous girl, he definitely didn't know her either.

"Huh? Found out!"

At this moment, Abu noticed that the young man suddenly looked this way, and glanced at it as if he was aware of it. Then, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said a few words to his daughter.

Then, Abu noticed that her daughter was walking towards the back door.

"Keeping insight! This person is not simple!"

Abu knew that he must have been discovered by that young man. He couldn't help but feel nervous.

This young man is definitely not a scholar or professor.

With such a powerful counter-reconnaissance level, even in the French foreign mercenary group with many experts, he is still at the ace level!

"It's starting to snow heavily outside! The roads are icy today. It's hard to drive the car."

Now that he was discovered, Abu simply stopped hiding and walked in through the back door while pretending to complain about the weather.

While passing by a closet, he ran his hand under the closet.

There was a Colt pocket pistol hidden there. This kind of pistol is only 12 centimeters in length, about the size of a palm. Abramovich's hands were so big that he could completely cover the gun with one hand.

At this time, he skillfully put the pistol into his coat pocket with just one touch.

He put his hand inside his coat and his finger on the trigger. As soon as he found something was wrong, he could shoot with the pistol immediately!
Chapter completed!