to retreat at this moment, I'm afraid many of them will withdraw from the Jian Feng Hui forever Choosing to fight might give them some confidence, but the ensuing retaliation is something these people...Ye Fan's eyes swept boldly across the dancer's low neckline, his heart skipped a beat. This girl was really something.

The dancer giggled, her jade hands wandering across Ye Fan's body. She breathed into his ear, her voice as sweet as orchids, "Well then, whether I can stay and keep you company depends on how sincere the boss is."

"Is that so Then how can I be more sincere"

The dancer beckoned to the counter and said, “Get this boss a bottle of 1982 Lafite.”

Ye Fan smiled inwardly. A bottle of 1982 Lafite, according to market price, was worth 50,000 yuan, but in this kind of place, it was auctioned for a high price of 100,000 yuan.

It seems that if you want to do something with these dancers, you'd better have money. After all, this place charges a pretty penny per bottle. How about we each drink two or three bottles

A moment later, a waiter arrived carrying a tray, on which sat an open bottle of already unwrapped Chteau Lafite.

The dancer poured a glass lightly for Ye Fan and herself, then holding the glass, she sat directly on Ye Fan's lap. A burst of feminine fragrance instantly wafted into Ye Fan's nose.

"Boss, let's do something."

The dancer in Ye Fan's arms bumped her cup against his, and with a tilt of her head, drained the contents in one swift gulp.

Strong drinker, as expected of a dancing girl.

And while she was leaning back with her neck tilted up, drinking from the cup in his arms, Ye Fan clearly saw the scenery at the depths of her neckline. Ye Fan took a deep look and then also raised his cup for a big gulp.

With such a beauty in his arms, how could Ye Fan not be taken aback At this moment, the dancer's slender jade hand reached into Ye Fan's body, constantly caressing his strong muscles, rubbing and wandering, giving Ye Fan a feeling of restlessness.

The dancer's jade hand gently moved upwards, resting on Ye Fan's chest and the base of his neck.

Ye Fan put down his wine glass, feeling the fullness of the beauty in his arms. A normal man's reaction would have kicked in immediately, but just then, Ye Fan unintentionally caught a glimmer in the dancer's eyes.

Ye Fan was stunned, this gaze was so familiar.

A sudden alarm went off in my heart.

Just then, the dancer's jade hand, which had already moved to Ye Fan's neck, suddenly exerted force. Her crimson fingernails were aimed directly at Ye Fan's throat.

Truly as swift as a gale, his strike is like lightning.

She was fast, but there was someone even faster than her. Ye Fan's body shifted at an unbelievable angle, just a tiny movement, and the dancer's seemingly sure strike missed its mark. The dancer wouldn't give up, still using her sharp nails to chase after Ye Fan's throat, relentlessly pursuing him.

But this time, Ye Fan was already prepared. With a wave of his hand, he snapped his fingers and clamped the dancer's jade hand. The dancer could no longer move. He had used the skill of the Finger God Technique.

"Even if the crimson paint on your nails can't kill me, it could poison Miss Miao. Do you truly hate me this much"

Ye Fan wryly smiled.

The woman in his arms twitched slightly, her face full of unwillingness as she looked at Ye Fan and said, "How did you recognize me"

Now she no longer deliberately tried to conceal her voice. This person was Miao Rou, whom she hadn't seen in many days.

"I remember your eyes." Ye Fan merely smiled faintly.

Miaorou's eyes every time she hurt herself, I'm afraid I'll never forget them for the rest of my life.

"You killed me," Miao Rou said this time. She didn't succeed, but she wasn't flustered. Instead, she seemed very calm.

Ye Fan wondered what could have made her so calm.

Ye Fan said intentionally: "Kidding about killing you Didn't you just say that if I was sincere enough tonight, you'd stay with me for the night I spent 100,000 yuan, so you have to keep your promise. Let's get this done."

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he gave a lecherous look and his eyes kept wandering towards Miao Rou's direction. He was a complete scoundrel, a villain.

"Humph" Miao Rou let out a cold snort, her eyes full of disdain.

Oh, how is she looking like this Ye Fan wondered, shouldn't she be feeling scared or desperate

In a moment of doubt, Ye Fan suddenly saw Miao Rou's mouth moving. He was startled.

He moved like lightning, his two fingers pinching Miao Rou's mouth. She opened wide and couldn't move another inch.

And when she opened her mouth, Ye Fan saw a lump of black stuff that had already been chewed up. Ye Fan was startled. He grabbed her mouth with one hand, while the other reached into her mouth and pulled out the lump of stuff. My god, it was solid crane's crest red.

This psychopathic female assassin is actually so ruthless towards herself.

Ye Fan knew that if this thing entered her stomach, even a tiny bit, it would kill her instantly. Ye Fan really didn't expect her to be so ruthless. No wonder she wasn't afraid of what he said.

Oops, there's still a piece in her mouth. It was all his fault for using too much force, accidentally crushing the solid cranetop red a bit. Ye Fan hurriedly looked into her mouth, his heart pounding. That small piece just happened to be sent right into her mouth.

Ye Fan didn't care about anything else. He suddenly covered his own mouth.

Miao Rou looked at Ye Fan in terror as he forcefully pressed his big mouth against her cherry lips. Miao Rou struggled incessantly, but she was already subdued by Ye Fan.

She was no match for Ye Fan in terms of skill, and now that Ye Fan had used eight points of his true strength to prevent her from committing suicide again, Miao Rou couldn't even move. She could only watch helplessly as Ye Fan forcefully kissed her.

At the moment their lips met, Miao Rou's body couldn't help but tremble. Her mind buzzed, short-circuiting instantly.

Although she was an assassin, she was also a woman. And as a woman, she couldn't help but have fantasies. Even the deadliest assassin is no exception.

And Miao Rou had never imagined that her first kiss would be taken away in such a situation, by her own enemy. She was dizzy and confused, unable to think straight anymore. Suddenly, her body went limp, as if all her strength had drained away, and she forgot how to resist.

Ye Fan was overjoyed. If Miao Rou didn't cooperate with him, he would have a very difficult time extracting the small piece of crane-top red from her mouth. Moreover, if she insisted, there was a high possibility that the fragments of crane-top red would melt directly in her mouth, in which case both of them could die instantly.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Ye Fan had no time to savor that soul-stirring and bone-chilling kiss. He already had a mouthful of true qi, the moment their lips met, he used his mouth with force, and surprisingly smoothly sucked up that small piece of crane's top red.en appearance that night that Liu Qin's reputation in the underworld became very loud, and no one dared to easily provoke her.After deliberating for two days and going through such an ordeal, it's no...