"Hey, Peishan."

"Mom, where have you been?"

"I...oh, I'll come out to do something..."

"When is the time to come back?" Lin Peishan never drags on her words.

Aunt Wan paused, obviously after a little hesitation, "Go back soon, you go to bed first."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Aunt Wan hesitated again and finally said, "I'll go back soon."

"for how long?"

"It's half an hour."

"Okay, I'll wait for you. Do you know where Ye Chenghuan went?"

"Xiao Ye, I don't know, aren't you at home?"

"No."

"Oh, maybe I'm going out to do business. Okay, let's not say much. I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first." As he said that, Aunt Wan hung up the phone.

Ye Chenghuan could hear it clearly and was secretly proud. Lin Meimei, Lin Meimei, aren’t you ignoring me? You still worry about me when I suddenly saw me missing? You have to use some tricks from time to time to deal with a woman like you, otherwise you would think that men in the world are all soft persimmons.

Just as he was so proud, his cell phone suddenly rang. He and Aunt Wan were only two backrests away. It was hard to guarantee that people would not find anything, and even the ringtone of the cell phone might be heard.

He immediately hung up the phone and turned it into silent mode. It was indeed called by the beauty Lin Peishanbing.

The two were already in the cold war. Now that he suddenly disappeared at night, he dared to refuse the call from the president's wife. Lin Peishan would inevitably feel frustrated and could not have any association with what happened yesterday. He would not be able to clear his mind if he jumped into the Yellow River. He didn't know how long the cold war would last.

There is no way, who makes people a Virgo? Virgo women are naturally more sensitive and good at association, let alone a smart woman like Lin Peishan.

However, Lin Peishan only made a phone call once, and after being rejected by someone with her personality, she would never call again. However, Ye Chenghuan already knew the danger index behind this "no-job" that was hidden.

Just as he was hesitating whether he wanted to turn off the phone, Aunt Wan finally spoke, "Yunwen, I'm sorry, I have to go back tonight, you saw it too, I don't want my daughter to worry about me."

The man said, "Xiaowan, why can't you figure it out? Your daughter called you out of her daughter's concern for her mother, but has she really considered it for you? She already has a husband and her own family, but what do you have? She is still alone. When can you think about it for yourself?"

"I..." Aunt Wan struggled for a while before saying, "Yunwen, I'm sorry, it's really not possible tonight. I owed her too much before, and I can't let her worry about me anymore. Now I have to go back."

Aunt Wan said this but did not move. Seeing that the other party was silent, she softly said, "Are you angry with me? How about tomorrow? Call me tomorrow, I will definitely go to find you."

The man laughed dryly: "How could I be angry with you? Haha. If I can't understand you, I wouldn't have been in contact with you now. Okay, don't think about anything. I'll give you a taxi, go back quickly, so as not to be worried by your daughter."

"Yunwen, I think you must be angry with me. It's not that I have other ideas, it's really..."

"Okay, okay, my Xiaowan, do we have to explain? I'll send you back immediately. I'll give you time tomorrow and I'll ask you for a while, okay?"

"Well. I have a lot of things in my mind. I plan to leave it until I will tell you when the two of us are the only ones."

"After hearing what you said, I guess I can't sleep tonight?"

"Why?"

"Because my mind is full of expectations."

Both of them laughed.

"Xiaowan, then let's make an agreement. I will call you tomorrow when it's convenient for you. You can't go back on your word."

"It must not."

"Okay, I'll send you away now."

Ye Chenghuan pretended to pick up the cup to drink coffee, but from the corner of his eyes he saw a man and Aunt Wan walked out of the coffee shop. The man was basically the same as his expectations, while the woman was Aunt Wan!

Is this kind of thing strange? In fact, Ye Chenghuan doesn’t seem to be strange at all. Women are like water in firewood, and their age is fire. The bigger the fire, the less water, and the inverse relationship is clear at a glance.

What I am afraid of is that when dry firewood meets Liehuo, Aunt Wan is just dry firewood. That nonsense product is Liehuo to Aunt Wan.

Ye Chenghuan is not an expert in studying women's psychology, but he has no less experience with women than experts.

There are several turning points in a man's life, and so are women. At least after the age of forty, women will have changes in both psychological and physiological conditions, especially women like Aunt Wan who are treacherous and single for many years, which is even more fatal temptation.

Ye Chenghuan looked at their whereabouts through the transparent glass window. While they were whispering, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a string of numbers, and said in a low voice: "Is there anyone in Longdu?"

Honey's voice came quickly from the phone: "Yes, we are always waiting for the call of the leader. What kind of surprise will you bring to us this time? To be honest, we haven't killed anyone for a long time, and we can't wait."

When the girl said the word "kill", her voice trembled, like a cat called spring on the iron roof in summer.

"If you don't kill this time, let's have something fresh..."

Ye Chenghuan was sitting in the car and saw the man calling a taxi for Aunt Wan. After she left, she stopped the car. Then she ignited the fire and drove behind her slowly.

I followed the car a long way, gradually left the city and came to a dilapidated urban-rural fringe.

After entering a city village, I finally stopped in front of a low house.

The man got out of the car and pushed open the yard door and went in. The dog tied to the corner of the yard barked twice. The man went over to touch the dog's head, "Da Hei, I'll stew you if I yell it."

The big black dog seemed to be able to understand it, lowered his head and shrank back.

The man laughed and entered the room.

The room was also dilapidated. There were a few yellow magazines on a bed, and his socks were thrown everywhere. He turned on an old camera TV, took off his clothes in a few seconds, changed into a pair of shorts, pulled his slippers with his shirtlessness, picked up the thermos and shook it, but there was no water.

He cursed, and was too lazy to boil water. He picked up half a bottle of Erguotou and half a bag of peanuts on the windowsill, leaned against the bed, watched the TV with a sip of wine and peanuts, and was leisurely.

After watching it for a while, the TV suddenly made a rustling sound, and the picture flashed. He cursed in his mouth and shot the TV hard. The TV picture flashed and nothing was left.

"Damn!" He turned off the light and returned to the bed, continued to drink wine and eat peanuts, humming and singing unknown tunes. Before he knew it, the wine had been drunk and the peanuts had been eaten. His head tilted, and he fell on the bed and snored.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard someone knocking on the door in a daze. He turned over and ignored it, but the knocking sound became louder and louder.

He got out of bed cursingly, put on a casual dress, and pulled out with his slippers: "What are you knocking on the Death Star in the middle of the night? I'll report the death!"

The big black dog also wobbled with him.

While shouting, he came to the gate of the yard and opened it. Suddenly, there was a dazzling light in front of him, which made him unable to open his eyes. Before he could see clearly, he was pinched by a powerful hand. He couldn't breathe in one breath and almost turned on his back.

The man dragged him in like a dead dog, raised his big black leather boots, kicked the big black dog with bare teeth and blew his head, then dragged him straight back to the room and threw it heavily onto the bed.

At this time, the man thought it was a dream. He rubbed his eyes and saw clearly through the moonlight that he saw four tall men in the room, all wearing black headbands, with only two eyes exposed, black combat uniforms and big black leather boots. He stood there casually like four hills!

The strong flashlight hit him again, scaring him to shrink his body and blocking his face with his arms, "Who are you...what do you want to do!"

A cold and bright sword was placed on his face, and the man suddenly shook his body, and it was so warm, "Don't...Don't kill me...Don't kill me...I don't know you, you... must have recognized the wrong person..."

Slow footsteps sounded outside the door, and a woman flashed at the door, holding a black leather whip, black high-heeled leather boots, and a black tight combat suit, showing her proud figure.

She frowned and covered her mouth and nose, obviously very disgusted with the smell in the room.

The man had never seen such a scene, and he felt it was even more and more wrong, and shouted again, "Don't do anything randomly, I'm an agent..."

"Agent?" The woman suddenly burst out laughing. I don't know how charming this laughter was, "Take him away."

"Where are you going to take me? I warn you not to do anything randomly. I am an agent. The people in my organization will not let you go..." Before he finished speaking, something hit his head hard and he suddenly fell into a coma.

Then there was a gloomy voice: "You're so noisy!"

After a long time, a basin of ice water was poured on his body. The man woke up quietly and found that he was in a strange house, illuminated by a strong headlight and could not open his eyes and could not see anything else.

It was still the creepy footsteps, the hot-bodied woman, the whip and saber in her hand made her look more like a violent queen.

She stood in front of the man, blocking the light. Her man was still half a step away, but the man raised his head and almost touched her chest.

The woman bent down, and the sword flashed, and there was a hole in the man's face, and blood quickly poured out. She stuck out her tongue and licked the man's face until she rolled all the blood into her mouth before she straightened up again. At this time, the man dared not have any other thoughts, so scared that he closed his eyes and did not dare to move.

The woman picked up a transparent storage bag filled with various items and documents, "Mr. Agent, are these things yours?"

The man nodded.

"Now I'll ask you and answer. In order to end our conversation as soon as possible, please do not interrupt me when I speak."

"Please, let me go, I really don't know you..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, he was whipped heavily, which made his whole body tighten, and cold sweat suddenly appeared.

"I said don't interrupt me. Please be more attentive when I speak."
Chapter completed!