e Fan led his team onto the court for warm-ups, some of his female fans screamed crazily. 。However, today Qin Xu was at the scene, and butterfly enthusiasts immediately stopped some crazy female fans...Looking at these over twenty elites standing before him, Lang Si was very proud. He waved his small fists and proudly told Fatty: "Report to Fat Lord, twenty younger brothers, none were injured."

"Good, very good," the fat man smiled on his face, but in his heart he was cursing, "Damn it, with such a good thing, why didn't Lang Si and the others get me a set to wear"

"What kind of material is this made of How can it withstand such high temperatures and pressure" Yufei voiced the question on everyone's mind.

Lang Si grinned with satisfaction and said, "This was bought from the black market in Linhai City at a high price. I had to put in a lot of effort! The old beggar who sold it to me said that this thing is fireproof and waterproof."

"What are you talking about You bought these things from an old beggar" Fatty's mouth hung open in disbelief.

“Yeah.” Lang Si Nian looked at Fatty’s expression, a little strangely, and said, “Indeed, he is an old beggar, down on his luck. You don't know, Fatty, when we found this old beggar, he was almost starving to death. He had us buy him things for his research. I had no choice but to help him out of pity. I only bought him a little bit of stuff. Who knew that at the last moment, it actually worked.”

Lang Si seemed to have gotten a great deal, beaming with pride as he extended himself.

"And the fat man still had his mouth wide open, his face starting to turn bad as he said, "Don't tell me you got those explosives I told you to get from that old beggar's hand."

"You're right!" Lang Si looked at Fatty with surprise, "Fatty, how did you know I only spent less than a hundred yuan in total That was quite thrifty."

Damn it

The fat man directly kicked Lang Si, Lang Si was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Lang Si cried with a mournful face, "Fat Grandpa, what have I done wrong again I can change, right"

"Shut up!" the fat man said angrily, "You dare talk back to me I told you to do something, and you actually went to find an old beggar for that sniveling geezer! Luckily, the things in his hands are still somewhat effective. If they were shoddy products, then Fat Grandpa's plans today would be completely ruined!"

Lang Si seemed to have also discovered why the Fatty was angry. He couldn't help but explain: "Fatty, you know, in such a short time, it's impossible for me to get that much explosives and...and most importantly, you didn't give me..."

Lang Si seemed to hesitate at the end, unable to go on. He kept looking up and stealing glances at the Fat Man.

"Be more specific, I didn't give you anything in the end," the fat man angrily said.

"You haven't given me the money for dynamite yet, have you"

Lang Si finally gathered the courage to speak out.

Luckily, the old beggar knew that Lang Si wasn't wealthy. He only asked for one hundred yuan, otherwise, he really wouldn't have been willing to spend this money.

The fat guy was really pissed off by Long Si, screaming and shouting as he tried to rush forward and kick Long Si, but Ye Fan stopped him.

"Master Fan, please save me! My heart belongs to you and Fat Master. It will never change, through eternity, until the heavens and earth perish, and the sea dries up and stones crumble."

When Lang Si saw Ye Fan make his move, he knew that only this Young Master Ye could cure the Fat Master. He begged Ye Fan incessantly.

Ye Fan listened to his words, feeling a chill. If a beautiful woman had said this to him, he would have welcomed it with open arms, but Lang Si Forget about it.

He stopped Lang Si's expression of loyalty and asked, "You said that all these things were bought on the black market"

Ye Fan was puzzled. He had never heard of a black market in the suburbs before.

"That's right, Master Fan. Don't you know They sell all sorts of shady things there. There are tons of them, ranging from a hundred to tens or even hundreds of millions. And some really good stuff too."

Long Si said casually, but in his heart he was thinking, what's considered "underground" is just tax evasion and smuggling. After all, the stuff inside those shipments would be unusually cheap.

Could there be such a place Ye Fan's heart moved, thinking of Lang Si's words about that magical old beggar. Could he be some kind of reclusive master

Ye Fan calmly said, "Can you still find that old beggar"

Lang Si heard this and was delighted, clapping his chest vigorously with a resounding thump. "Master Fan, you can rest assured. Nobody else would dare, but that old beggar, he's as poor as a church mouse, not a penny to his name. He makes a living by selling fake goods there. If you want to find him, just offer him one hundred yuan, and it'll be done!"

To divert Fat Grandpa's attention, Lang Si started making promises.

The fat man looked thoughtfully at Ye Fan, no longer saying anything. However, he didn't hit Lang Si again.

"Fan Ge"

As Ye Fan was pondering how to find the old beggar and ask for his help, a low voice sounded from behind him.

He couldn't help but turn his head back, and he was taken aback. The person who called him was actually Tutu.

How could this ridiculously cool black guy suddenly be called "Fan Ge" in front of everyone

Ye Fan looked at TuTu in puzzlement, "Are you calling me"

"The Night Squad hasn't found them yet," Tutu said in a rare somber tone.

Ye Fan was greatly surprised. He had been so preoccupied with that old beggar, he'd forgotten all about the Dark Night Force, which was his true foundation.

Although the Night Squad used all sorts of tricks tonight, embarrassing Ye Fan thoroughly, they were still effective. At the very least, they managed to hold back Kong Hua, preventing him from harming Yanran and the others.

How could I have forgotten something so important

And TuTu, as their instructor, seems to get along well with these little rascals. Ye Fan rarely sees TuTu showing such an expression.

But Ye Fan remembered that when he left, he had clearly instructed them to leave first. If it came to fighting, Ye Fan had no confidence against these members of the Dark Night Squad. However, when it came to escaping, these little rabbits were still very capable, something Ye Fan had never doubted.

However, Ye Fan suddenly thought to himself, under such a violent explosion just now, even he with the afterimage fist almost died.

That bunch of little **s might have gotten away, but how far they could run in the first place You see, Tutu and his gang got a head start, and they had their own cars to get around. Meanwhile, those guys from the Night Force seemed to blow up not long after they left.

When he thought of this, Ye Fan's heart sank to the bottom. Now that he hadn't seen their figures, they wouldn't

Ye Fan's face instantly turned extremely gloomy.

This is his own hard work, although it's not much to boast about, Ye Fan still feels a pang of heartache now. It's easy for people to see through it at a glance. Earlier I told Miao Bingxin that I had two cousins from the countryside who were also fishing experts. I even said I would bring them out to fish t...