V2.Chapter 236

Smart people don't have to speak too thoroughly. They can always see through the most real thoughts in your heart from some very subtle things.

Blind Master's words made Wang Fan feel strange.

From the day he met the blind Master, no matter what happened to Wang Fan, every time he wanted to make a decision, he would be seen through by the blind Master in front of him, and he would get his advice.

Before blind Master secretly sent Liu pangzi to follow him, Wang Fan was full of curiosity about blind Master's past, and even wanted to pick up blind Master's secret.

After all, in addition to ghost uncle, blind Master is the second one who makes Wang Fan respect and fear, which inevitably makes him feel a little curious.

But when Wang Fan really knew the identity of the blind Master, his curiosity suddenly disappeared, and he was afraid of the blind master instead.

Hongmen, the fifth master of red flag.

It can be said that Wang fan doesn't know much about the affairs in the Jianghu, but he also knows what it means.

At the moment when ghost uncle revealed the identity of blind Master, Wang Fan was more shocked than when ghost uncle heard the blind Master say it himself.

Wang Fan now feels like a kid in open pants in front of the blind master. All the things he is proud of are nothing to the blind Master, or even more childish and ridiculous.

After talking for a long time, Wang Fan didn't speak. He just looked at the blind Master in front of him quietly, but he was thinking about how to answer the topic he would talk about next.

To learn from teachers.

In the eyes of many people, this may be a very exciting thing.

However, Wang Fan did not feel any passion at this time.

The two men in the room were smoking cigarettes between their fingers. The blind man was still smiling and didn't say anything more.

"Dong Dong Dong"

A gentle knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

"Van Gogh, Tyrone is waiting for you in the lobby downstairs."

Hu Xiaomei's voice came from outside the door. She could hear that her voice was a little excited, but she forced her down again.

The blind man on the sofa nodded and said to Wang Fan, "go ahead, you still have a lot to do. I'm tired too. I want to have a rest."

"Thank you, blind man!" Wang Fan nodded his head in shame and said with complicated feelings.

Standing up from the sofa, Wang Fan turned and walked to the door. When he was about to walk to the door, he stopped again and said in a low voice: "blind Master, no matter what, I will treat you like a relative."

"Xiao Fan, there is no way to turn back." He didn't express any excitement to Wang Fan's words. On the contrary, the blind Master said such words to him in a heavy tone.

Maybe only Wang fan can understand this.

Nodded heavily, Wang Fan twisted the handle on the door, opened the door and walked out of the room where the blind Master was.

Hu Xiaomei, who was waiting for Wang Fan at the door, saw that the expression on Wang Fan's face revealed her unhappiness, which made her ask nervously, "brother fan, do you quarrel with blind Master?"

"No, blind master taught me!" Wang Fanqiang squeezed out a smile, which can be regarded as a comfort to Hu Xiaomei.

Hu Xiaomei, who has been around Nange all the time, is not the kind of woman who doesn't know how to be proper. When she sees the fake smile on Wang Fan's face, she knows that she shouldn't have such curiosity.

As soon as the words changed, Hu Xiaomei said with a smile: "brother fan, you are really prepared. That Tyrone is not really looking for trouble, and she has brought you a gift."

"Gifts?" Wang Fan, who is walking towards the stairway, asks suspiciously.

"Money Hu Xiaomei said softly.

"How much?" Wang Fan's brow slightly wrinkly, ask a way.

"Four suitcases, full. I didn't move, so I'm not sure." Hu Xiaomei said helplessly.

After listening to Hu Xiaomei's words, Wang Fan said with a sneer: "it's money to buy life!"

Hu Xiaomei was very surprised by this answer. She looked at Wang Fan who had come to the stairway and wanted to ask him something, but only saw Wang Fan's back at the stairway and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Walking down the stairs, Wang Fan smokes and looks at Tyrone sitting in the hall with a very proud smile.

"Van Gogh." Seeing Wang Fan coming down from the second floor, Tailong stood up in a hurry and said hello to him respectfully.

The two men behind Tailong also looked down at Wang Fan. The expression on his face was very serious.

"Longo, why do you come to me for tea today?" Wang Fan vomits a cigarette and asks very casually.

"Van Gogh, I'll call him Aron later. As soon as you call me Aron, my legs will tremble. Ha ha!" Tyrone laughed at himself.

"How can that be? Longge is also the Dragon King of the four seas! At the beginning, when I ate with Nange, Longge taught me a lot of things! " Wang Fan, who has already stepped down the stairs, comes to Talon with a smile on his face.

Talon, who was smiling just now, listened to Wang Fan's words. The smile on his face gradually solidified and finally disappeared from his face.

Looking at the change of the expression on Talon's face, Wang Fan reached out and patted Talon on the shoulder. His voice asked lazily, "brother long, do you still want to ask about brother Shun this time?"

"Brother fan, don't get me wrong. I've listened to the people in the police station about brother Shun. It has nothing to do with you." The burly Tyrone waved his hand to explain in a hurry. Seeing the unfriendly expression on Wang Fan's face, he continued: "brother fan, it was my brother who did wrong last time. This time I came here to apologize."

As soon as the words were finished, without waiting for Wang Fan to say anything, Tailong winked at the two men.

Has been standing on the side of the two men, to see their big brother winked at them, but also quickly picked up the suitcase on the ground.

Seeing the suitcase they were carrying, Wang Fan's face was even more smiling. He took back his hand on Tyrone's shoulder and said casually: "brother long, they are all brothers of his own. Why should we be so outspoken?"

"Brother fan, you are not sensible. Please forgive me!" Listen to Wang Fan's words, Tyrone is finally relieved, hastily said.

Hu Xiaomei, who followed Wang Fan, looked at Tailong, who was still fierce a few days ago. At this time, she looked like a little sheep in front of Wang Fan. She was very happy.

"Don't look at the fun you had yesterday, I'll give you a list today!"

In the heart dark Shuang Hu Xiaomei, endure to smile silently recite.

"Xiaomei, since Longo is polite, please accept Longo's gift." Wang Fan, with his back to Hu Xiaomei, suddenly said to her in a loud voice.

Hu Xiaomei, who has been waiting for this moment for a long time, readily agrees, and then greets the girls in the teahouse and takes over the suitcase that Tailong is carrying.

With a heavy feeling, the smile on Hu Xiaomei's face grew stronger.