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    “Wow!”

    At one o’clock in the morning, Ye Fan soaked in a hot spring pool high in the back garden of Nangong Villa, using hot water to dissipate the blood and fatigue from his body.

    When he closed his eyes and felt the comfort of the hot spring, there was a pleasant ringing sound from behind, followed by a pleasant aroma.

    Ye Fan didn’t need to open his eyes to know that Nangong Zhixia was coming.

    He opened his eyelids and saw Nangong Zhixia appearing with a plate of fruit.

    Nangong Zhixia was wearing sexy white underwear, wrapped in a black gauze. Her skin was looming, revealing her white shoulders and long snow-white legs.

    She approached Ye Fan step by step, her pretty face squeezing water out of the lingering wine: “Master Ye, it is easy to lose water when soaking in hot springs. This is the fruit cut for you.”

    In the mist, Nangong Zhixia squatted down next to Ye Fan, gently placed the fruit boat on the water, and then put her white legs into the hot spring.

    Then she picked up a piece of watermelon and put it in his mouth.

    Sweet and juicy.

    “Thank you!”

    Ye Fan did not reject Nangong Zhixia’s tenderness. While lazily eating watermelon, he asked the woman:

    “You were poisoned by Glinton’s medicine, you struggled for so long, and you dealt with a lot of things when you came back. Your body should be tired by now.”

    Ye Fan said softly: “You should rest earlier.”

    Nangong Zhixia picked up a grape and put it in her mouth, and spoke softly:

    “It’s okay. I’m a well-known night owl, so I can endure it, but I can’t sleep because I’m too tired.”

    “The most important thing is that Mr. Ye killed everyone tonight and killed Glinton and the others. You are more tired than me. You didn’t even sleep. How can I sleep?”

    She opened her red lips slightly and said, “So when I saw Mr. Ye soaking in the hot spring here, I came over to take a dip and stay with you.”

    Ye Fan looked at the woman curiously: “Are you sure you are not too stressed and unable to sleep because Glinton and the others died?”

    Nangong Zhixia smiled sweetly: “I said when we were in the parking lot that I would advance and retreat together with Mr. Ye, no matter life or death, so I don’t care about the consequences of Glinton’s death.”

    Ye Fan showed a hint of appreciation: “You are indeed a good maid. Don’t worry, neither you nor I will die. You will even reach a higher level.”

    Nangong Zhixia picked up another piece of watermelon and put it into Ye Fan’s mouth: “Then I will wait for Master Ye to send me to the top of the clouds.”

    Ye Fan ignored the woman’s pun and just bit the watermelon and asked lightly: “Has the news of Glinton’s death spread?”

    “It’s spread!”

    Nangong Zhixia nodded lightly: “The whole of San Francisco was shocked. All forces were ready to move, and radical elements gathered in the Glinton family.”

    “Glinton was not only the governor of San Francisco, but also the leader of the radicals.”

    “His death not only provoked the nerves of local officials, but also gave radicals an excuse to launch attacks.”

    “Just now news came that almost 100,000 people took to the streets, shouting to drive out the aliens and restore peace to them.”

    “A lot of the migrant population has been affected.”

    “The situation in the Southern Martial Arts League is quite difficult. Jiang Zhiyi gathered people from various martial arts schools at Jiang’s martial arts gym overnight to prepare for possible bloody conflicts.”

    Nangong Zhixia added: “The Northern Martial Alliance did not shrink to Nangong Villa to guard, but dispersed according to your instructions to ‘stir up the enemy’.”

    Ye Fan nodded lightly: “Very good, by the way, what’s going on over there at Song Jingzhe?”

    Nangong Zhixia whispered: “Song Jingzhe did not return to the Song family, nor did he look for the backer behind him. Instead, he immediately fled back to the military group.”

    “His company not only has impregnable protective mechanisms, but also various weapons, and the people inside are his die-hard loyalists.”

    She licked her lips: “Fleeing back to save his life, and then slowly getting around through various connections is indeed the best way for him at the moment.”

    Ye Fan said calmly: “I guess he also guessed the possible consequences of killing Song Chongchong…”

    Then he looked at Nangong Zhixia and asked, “Have those videos been released?”

    “Let it out!”

    Nangong Zhixia smiled: “The video of Song Jingzhe killing Song Chongchong has been circulated. I also transferred 100 million to his account and booked a flight for him.”

    “Very good!”

    Ye Fan nodded: “When the video is released tomorrow, Song Jingzhe will probably become the target of public criticism. Regardless of whether he did it or not, everyone will lean on him.”

    “Master Ye is really wise. I wish I were half as smart as you.”

    Nangong Zhixia rubbed his head, hoping that he would be smarter, otherwise he would not even be qualified to get close to Mark.

    Then she remembered something again and smiled tenderly: “Master Ye, I haven’t thanked you properly yet. Fortunately you came tonight, otherwise I would have been taken away by Song Jingzhe!”

    “We are allies, and we should help.”

    Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: “Besides, I am your master, how can I sit back and watch you being bullied?”

    Nangong Zhixia smiled sweetly at Ye Fan: “Thank you, Mr. Ye, for caring about me.”

    “By the way, I’m renovating Xuanyuan Changfeng’s original room, and I’ve cleaned up a new lake-view room for you.”

    “This room is on the east side of the second floor. You can see the first ray of sunlight rising from the east.”

    Nangong Zhixia whispered softly into Ye Fan’s ear: “And your room is next to my room, and the balcony is separated by a railing…”

    Ye Fan pinched that delicate pretty face: “Woman, are you making a fuss?”

    Nangong Zhixia didn’t hide it, her eyes were as charming as silk: “I’m just reminding you…”

    Her snow-white hands also took the opportunity to slide on Ye Fan’s chest.

    Ye Fan felt his mouth was dry, and then he took a piece of cantaloupe to suppress the heat. When he was about to respond, he heard a phone ringing.

    Nangong Zhixia’s cell phone kept ringing on the shore.

    The woman had no choice but to stop moving her fingers down and pick up the phone to answer the call.

    Soon, she focused her gaze slightly: “What? Jiang Zhiyi wants to unify the Chinese Martial Arts League as soon as possible and prepare for the North-South competition tomorrow?”

    Ye Fan smiled when he heard this: “A big chaos is also a big opportunity. It seems that Jiang Zhiyi has capable people around her, otherwise she would not be able to take advantage of the fire at this time!”

    Now that Glinton died unexpectedly, the Chinese community is under tremendous pressure. Out of self-preservation and survival, everyone is willing to learn and hope to become an iron plate and speak to the outside world.

    At this time, whoever can complete the unification of the north and the south will definitely become the number one Chinese and leave a mark in history.

    Nangong Zhixia looked at Mark: “What does the master mean?”

    “If she wants to fight, you fight!”

    Ye Fan smiled: “Taking advantage of Glinton’s storm to capture the Southern Martial Arts League will be a good thing for you and the Northern Martial Arts League.”

    Nangong Zhixia nodded: “Understood, I’ll arrange it right away!”

    Ye Fan looked at the sky, and there was a loud thunder, it was going to rain…

    At the same moment, in Song Shiyan’s study, he was standing in front of a large screen, and the screen was flashing.

    On the screen was Song Jingzhe, wrapped in gauze and dripping with blood.

    “Shi Yan, not only did the beauty plot fail tonight, but Glinton and his gang were also killed. Even your sister-in-law and the others were killed by Nangong Zhixia and others.”

    “In the battle tomorrow, you must let Jiang Zhiyi and the others win the Northern Martial Arts League.”

    “Only if you unify the Chinese Martial Arts League can I survive with any value, otherwise I will probably take the blame for Glinton.”

    Song Jingzhe looked at Song Shiyan and explained his situation: “I can hide in the underground palace for three days. You must complete all kinds of shuffling within three days.”

    He is a smart man. He can’t figure out Ye Fan’s specific plan, but he will never think that Ye Fan will be merciful, so he can only play all his chips.

    Song Shiyan’s lips twitched, as if some unexpected plans failed again, but after his father died, he was able to quickly accept all kinds of bad news.

    He looked at Song Jingzhe and asked, “Is this woman Nangong Zhixia really that powerful?”

    After killing Xuanyuan and his son, and unifying the Northern Martial Alliance, even Bai Yueguang’s seduction by his uncle failed, and many people lost their lives. He was somewhat curious about Nangong Zhixia.

    Song Jingzhe hesitated for a moment and did not reveal Ye Fan’s existence, so as not to let others know that he could not rob a pretty boy when he snatched a woman.

    He exhaled a long breath: “She is indeed powerful, and there are many experts around her. This is why I let you play the role of lion, tiger and rabbit.”

    Song Qingshu frowned slightly: “If Nangong Zhixia is so powerful, I’m worried that I and Wan Yanhong are not strong enough to deal with it…”

    “Good nephew, don’t worry, I have activated the dark chess.”

    Song Jingzhe laughed ferociously: “In the battle tomorrow, most of the backbone of the Northern Martial Alliance will turn into soft-footed shrimps. You can kill them with overwhelming force…”

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