Chapter 2: Freshman

The crow's phone number is still so short.

He only told Ye Fan where he should go tomorrow, and for the detailed situation, he said that naturally someone would introduce it to him.

It was so mysterious that Ye Fan muttered to himself. He didn't recognize the place that the crow said. After flipping through the map, it was easy to find it this time. The place was far away from the border of the city and almost had to come out. It was definitely farther than the Huguang Road.

Ye Fan took a breath of air conditioning, and his first thought was, will the taxi be reimbursed for the bloody dusk be performed?

The next day, Ye Fan got up very early. Today, the school dormitory building was about to be closed. Ye Fan had already packed up some winter things and threw them into the rental house with only one bed. Before leaving, Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally found white teeth from under the wardrobe.

After pressing the bottom of the box for so long, the white teeth remained the same, and a faint white light flashed through the narrow blade. Ye Fan couldn't help but recall the two old men, feeling that it was a long time ago.

Ye Fan took his white teeth and gestured on his body for a long time but couldn't find a good place to settle down, and finally stuffed it into his sleeve.

He stopped a car and reported the location. After he went out, the driver looked at Ye Fan in a strange way. The car had started.

The scenery outside the car window flies away. The buildings on both sides of the road are gradually becoming fewer and fewer, lower and lower, but the speed is getting faster and faster. There are very few cars on the road.

Ye Fan did not expect that the distance to Huguang Road would take less time. It was two hours earlier than the agreed time.

On the way, Ye Fan asked the driver a little about this place. It turned out that this was a well-known wealthy area in City A. Most of the wealthy people with a net worth of over 100 million lived here, bought a mountain to build a villa, and then compared them to each other.

"The top of the mountain?" Ye Fan was puzzled, and a bandit who occupied the mountain and became the king appeared in his mind.

The driver further explained: "Cai Guangdao... Well, this is the name they gave to this road themselves. Generally speaking, there are fewer people who call Tianzhu Road. This road is actually a mountain road. This mountain has no name, but because there are many trees, people in the city call him Linshan. The houses of these rich people are built on this Linshan."

It’s okay to live in the suburbs, but now I have to live in the mountains. It’s really delicious. Ye Fan muttered to himself. He has a net worth over 100 million... Ye Fan has never had contact with this kind of rich man Ye Fan. If you want to talk about a micro-rich with a net worth hundreds of thousands, then you will be it.

Maybe he wanted to be a bodyguard for this rich man! Ye Fan, who got out of the car, looked at a sign at the fork on the side of the road and thought. The sign was very delicate, with "No. 18 Tianzhu Road" written on it, which was the place given to him by the crow.

Extending from the steps at the fork, Ye Fan could see a house. Apart from being "big", Ye Fan could not give any comments for the time being. But the house is big, which is already a symbol of wealth.

Ye Fan walked up the steps. The "forest" in Linshan is still worthy of its name. Except for the roads in front of and behind, other places are full of trees. Some of the green trees are still covered with snow from the previous few days, which makes for a unique scene.

Ye Fan came near the house. Only then did he realize that it was more suitable than a house. The house was just a small part of this huge house. And this was on the mountain. Could it be the legendary villa? While Ye Fan was thinking about it, someone had already emerged from the small room next to the iron gate and looked at Ye Fan vigilantly and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Uh... I'll wait for someone." Ye Fan thought about it and answered the same way. He couldn't be sure that he was here to protect the owner of the house. He couldn't ask someone, "Are you asking for security?" Maybe he should be waiting at the sign at the fork in the road.

"Waiting for someone? Who are you waiting for?" The other party became more vigilant and his tone became stern. Compared with the security guards in Huguang Community, I don't know how many times professional it is.

"You don't know me even after you say it!" Ye Fan's smile was very kind, and the security guard lost his temper and suddenly got into the hut.

Ye Fan looked through the iron gate in front of him and saw the scenery in the courtyard. It was just a garden villa, with nothing new except for the larger garden and villa.

Ye Fan was ready to leave. It was not a happy thing to be secretly monitored like a thief, so he decided to go to the small sign below to continue waiting.

As soon as he turned around, he heard the crisp sound of the door opening in the yard. Ye Fan subconsciously looked up and saw the door of the villa in the yard wide open. A group of mermaids came out in a row and walked out strode out. The iron gate slowly opened to both sides at this time.

Ye Fan muttered secretly that the man was working hard to move, but the man did not move anymore, determined to see what they were going to do to him.

The person at the front of the team looked a few years older than Ye Fan. But looking at the attitude of several people behind him, this person was probably the owner of the villa. If he was just a security chief, these people would not be so respectful.

Surrounded by everyone, this person stood two meters in front of Ye Fan. A group of people stared at Ye Fan together. Ye Fan was calm, but his heart was a little scared. It would be strange if he was staring at so many people at the same time. The only thing worthy of gratification is that among so many people, Ye Fan did not find someone practicing skills. If something really happened, he could only bully others by relying on skills. Ye Fan kept sighing.

The visitor frowned, not to Ye Fan, but to the people around him, "Is this our person?"

The person next to him shook his head. This person glanced at Ye Fan and said nothing. He turned around and walked to the side. The others continued to follow closely, and there was no trace of Ye Fan in half of his eyes. It turned out that he was not here for him. Ye Fan then understood. Indeed, how could a person with a net worth of over 100 million people appear at the door and come out to see it in person? Ye Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Just as they were walking their own way, a subtle sound suddenly came from the woods beside them, but the group was unmoved because they did not hear as sharply as Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's mind moved and entered the state of "collapse". He only paid attention to the direction of the sound coming from the woods. There were indeed people, and there were more than one person. Ye Fan could not judge the specific number.

The aura of ordinary people is different from that of those who practice skills. Whether the aura of skill is strong or weak, it is always in a state of control and orderly manner. Although the aura of ordinary people is extremely weak, it is completely uncontrollable. Therefore, when a few people are piled together, they will only find a scattered breath and want to tell which is in detail, but Ye Fan can't do it at the moment.

This is because Ye Fan has made more than a month of progress. If it were before, let alone this difference, even people would not be able to detect such a long distance.

The forests in the mountains are not so dense, but they can't see people when they look around. Ye Fan guessed that the person was hiding behind the tree. The conspiracy was a naked conspiracy! After realizing this abnormality, Ye Fan had stopped what he had already been preparing to leave. Of course, he would take a look at it.

It was almost the same as Ye Fan expected. When the group passed by the forest, the aura in the woods suddenly swayed. Six big men pulled out from behind the tree, rushed towards the group with a bright watermelon knife in their hands.

Ye Fan was excited. Movie, this is a real movie! But there are only six people in total, so it’s too overestimated! Are they all martial arts masters in a thousand? But how can martial arts masters use watermelon knife? Judging from the dressing of these six people, they are obviously just gangsters on the street.

Sure enough, this gangster legion that only exudes the aura of a turtle with a watermelon knife was subdued by the other party's more professional bodyguard as soon as it approached. The watermelon knife "ding Ding Dangdang" fell all over the ground, and the six gangsters screamed at the top of their lungs. In less than half a minute, four of the six people had dislocated their right arm with the knife, and the other two had dislocated their arms.

Just in this chaos, behind a tree in the forest, a hand had quietly reached out, and the pistol in his hand was aimed at the target's head. After dealing with the six gangsters, the bodyguards outside the forest immediately stood beside their boss and completely exposed the boss to the other party's gun chamber.

This opportunity was really great. The killer couldn't help but admire, and even felt reluctant to fire the shot, but the opportunity was fleeting. He was determined to pull the trigger, and suddenly, a hard object stood in front of his neck.

As a professional killer, he is not unfamiliar with this cold feeling. He has used this method countless times. He can even determine that the person behind him has less experience than his own, because the position of this knife is not the best, and this is not the best position to cut off a person's trachea. Unfortunately, this person is now himself, and no matter whether he is good or bad, he has to be afraid.

A gentle voice came from behind him: "Please put down your gun."

The killer hesitated for a moment. This gentle voice confused him. The colleagues he knew, including himself, spoke such words in a cold and unquestionable tone. But this man had a tone of negotiation. This made him urge to bargain, but in the end he was suppressed. He didn't dare to use his life to press on the negotiating table as a bargaining chip.

His arm slowly fell down, and he was nervously thinking about what he should do. Although the person behind him approached without his own awareness, it must be because he was too focused just now. This person is a novice, and he must have a way to deal with him. The killer calms himself first.

This man suppressed himself but did not take any further action. Perhaps he was not from there, so what was his purpose? The killer's eyes drooped and looked to the lower right. He wanted to see the hand holding the knife, judge the other party's age, and determine whether the other party was calm at this moment.

But after looking at this glance, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Baiya." He saw the dagger pressing against his neck. Although he couldn't see the whole picture, the pure white light could see clearly.

The voice behind him showed a hint of surprise: "You know 'White Teeth' too."
Chapter completed!