Ye Fan came out and stopped a taxi and rushed straight to Ye Ping's house.

After going upstairs, he knocked a few times, but no one answered. He fumbled carefully about the crack in the door and found the key stuck in it. The gap that just accommodated the key was obviously made by hand. This was not a difficult task for Ye Ping. Ye Fan saw Ye Ping slap his hand in the face and put the key in it.

But it is easy to insert, but it is difficult to use your fingers to pick it out. Ye Fan tried it twice, but had no choice but to take out his white teeth. Then he peered around and looked around. They were all humans!

Someone on the left side of his body was going upstairs, and someone on the right was going downstairs, but at this moment they were staring at Ye Fan. Ye Fan was panicked, and the eyes of these people were probably treating him as a thief! He hurriedly sneered: "It's so unlucky, the key is stuck..." After saying that, he felt that the reason was extremely bad. How could the key get stuck in the crack in the door?

Unexpectedly, everyone on the left suddenly turned their heads aside, as if Ye Fan was in a state of air. Several people walked past Ye Fan invisible. Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened the door, and these people disappeared like flying. Ye Fan sighed: "The world is getting worse..."

After entering the house, I turned on the TV as soon as I threw the bag and lay on the sofa. At the third time, I stood up again and slipped to the kitchen to open the refrigerator. I saw that all kinds of drinks were filled with Coke, Fanta, and Sprite were filled with drinks, and shouted happily: "Brother, what a brother!" As I said that, I opened the Coke in the hall, and returned to the sofa while drinking.

After taking a few sips slowly, Ye Fan took out his pda and sent an email to Xiao Yang: "Xie Mingjun, Qingling. Do you know these two people? They should be part of the murder of Xu Xishu."

Xiao Yang's reply was quick: "I don't know. How did you find it out?"

Ye Fan responded: "I didn't check, but I was already targeted by them."

Xiao Yang's response was faster: "Being targeted? Why did you target? Attack you?"

Ye Fan briefly introduced: "This morning, this person named Xie Mingjun had contact with me. Under the banner of a special investigator, he said that he wanted to know some of the situation from me. Later, I overheard his phone number and learned such a little information."

Xiao Yang asked again: "What about now? Are you safe now?"

Ye Fan said: "It should be no problem. I've been very careful all the way. If I'm still targeted, I can't do anything about it."

Xiao Yang was a little dissatisfied: "You can't do anything either? Damn, what's the point? Then you just die."

Ye Fan said: "If I don't tell you, I still have something to do."

Xiao Yang asked: "What happened?"

Ye Fan replied: "There is a good show that has started. I haven't watched TV for a long time, so it's great." The last time due to Ye Ping's tossing, it can't be called watching TV.

After a moment, Xiao Yang replied: "Fuck you, just go and die!"

After a while, Xiao Yang sent another message: "I will report your information together and let the organization handle it. You protect yourself and try not to intervene. There is really trouble. Brother, you call me Crow! I can't save you."

Ye Fan replied with a simple and clear "Yeah", and ignored him and continued to watch TV with relish. Before he knew it, it was noon and felt a little hungry. He went to the kitchen for a walk, but did not find any ready-made food. He couldn't help but feel that Ye Ping's service was not particularly in place.

While speaking, I came to the phone and was about to call for takeout. I picked up the microphone and was stunned. I didn't know the number of takeout! My fingers that were about to pull the number were condensed in the air, but when I looked around, I found a note. I picked it up and looked at it, which said: Please press the key to pull out the key.

Ye Fan followed the instructions and it was indeed a takeaway. After ordering a serving, he praised: Ye Ping was so thoughtful.

There was a hint of warmth in my heart, and I couldn't help but look at the note again. Then I noticed that there was a line of words below, saying: mlgb, so that you can't use my phone to call randomly and waste my phone bill. Ye Fan was stunned and then realized that he could not use this phone to call another number. He was furious: Ye Ping was a bit too considerate.

Ye Fan had a very comfortable day. He drank Coke, watched TV, and shouted for delivery. He was sleepy at night and couldn't move the place, so he fell asleep on the sofa.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and wanted to turn on the TV again. I stopped again when I raised the remote control. I watched TV every day so much, wouldn’t I have to waste my "skill" these days?

Ye Fan finally had some self-control, then threw down the remote control, covered his head and rushed to Ye Ping's bedroom, leaving the TV away from his sight. He made a secret decision: No matter what, he still had to practice.

The initial irritation gradually disappeared because of the concentration of attention, and time stopped at this moment. When time ran again, the room was already dark and it was getting dark. Ye Fan felt extremely sorry that he was always so focused in his cultivation, which made him waste the happy time watching TV for the afternoon. Ye Fan's original plan was to only practice for one morning.

Then I ordered another supper, and after eating, I still had a TV, I went to bed after TV, practiced my skills after sleep, and ate after practicing...

After four days of such a regular life, Ye Fan finally felt a little bored. Thinking about the traditional New Year in the next two days, Ye Fan looked at his clothes and seemed to have been with him since he had not changed much. Although he was not broken enough to patch it, Ye Fan felt that he had carried forward his hard and simple style to the extreme, and it was time to have a luxury. What's more, the things in the refrigerator were almost drunk, and it was time to go out and collect food.

After walking out of the community, it was a very prosperous street. There were many specialty stores of various clothing on both sides of the road. The colorful men and women were shuttled through it. The salesmen also clapped and shouted hard in order to attract more people's attention.

Ye Fan entered a few stores, but they all came out quickly. The salesmen were all full of energy. As soon as they entered the store, someone immediately followed him. He stayed in front of a piece of clothing for three seconds, and immediately rushed over to ask Ye Fan to give it a try. Such enthusiastic and hot service made Ye Fan uncomfortable. As a result, he came out several times as if he was running for life.

The street has just reached its end, and Ye Fan has nothing to do. I can't come here in vain, so I turned my head and prepared to rush again. At this moment, I heard a shout: "Ye Fan!"

Ye Fan could hear it clearly, and looked in the voice and couldn't find the target for a while. But a familiar aura had already come from that direction. A man happily walked towards Ye Fan with a big bag and a small bag, laughing and said, "It's you, I'll just say that no one except you dresses like this Lei Feng!"

The pedestrians stopped and looked at Ye Fan together to see what contemporary Lei Feng was wearing.

Ye Fan was depressed, but had to wave his hand and respond, "Why are you here?" Yan Bing, the person rushing towards him from the opposite side.

As he spoke, the man had arrived, and Yan Bing said, "I'm here to buy clothes."

Ye Fan said: "I mean, have you not come home during holidays?"

Yan Bing said in a daze: "I'm back!"

Ye Fan said: "Then come here to buy clothes?"

Yan Bing scratched his head and said, "What's wrong with buying it here?"

Ye Fan patiently said: "Don't you think it's far away? Or is it because your small place has no good clothes to sell?"

Yan Bing was even more confused: "My home is very close to this!"

Ye Fan then realized that Yan Bing's family was also from the city. When they met and greeted the dormitory, where were their families at the beginning, it was obviously one of the topics, but when Yan Bing appeared, Ye Fan's attention was diverted, and he did not notice these problems much afterwards. It was not until half a year later that day, when Yan Bing knew that Yan Bing knew that he was from the city.

Yan Bing said as if he had a great enlightenment at this time, "Why are you here too? Have you not returned home during holidays?"

Ye Fan nodded and said, "I haven't returned."

Yan Bing asked: "Why don't you go back?"

Ye Fan didn't want to explain in detail, but just said: "If you don't want to reply, you won't reply!"

So Yan Bing shouted: "Why don't you come to my house if you don't reply?"

Ye Fan was stunned. Yan Bing's thinking logic was not something that ordinary people could keep up with. Even Ye Fan, who had lived with him for half a year and had a very familiar relationship, could not.

Ye Fan couldn't find the answer to this tough question for a while, Yan Bing had already dragged him out and said, "Come on, come on, go to our house."

"What are you doing at your house?" Ye Fan shouted casually.

"Live!" Yan Bing seemed to think Ye Fan's question was stupid.

Ye Fan was a little stunned, Yan Bing pushed and pulled, "Let's go!"

Yan Bing's enthusiasm was comparable to those promoters. When facing the stranger Ye Fan felt embarrassed, he felt embarrassed when facing an acquaintance, but felt embarrassed to refuse again. He quickly nodded and said, "Go away, don't push my brother."

Yan Bing smiled and hugged Ye Fan's shoulder and said, "Let's go." As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly remembered something big, and shouted, "What are you doing here?"

Ye Fan said: "Buy clothes!"

"Then what about the clothes you bought?" Yan Bing continued to shout.

"I just arrived, haven't bought it yet." Ye Fan didn't have the nerve to say that he was scared away by the enthusiastic service.

"Let's go and buy it." Yan Bing pulled Ye Fan back.

So with Yan Bing's assistance, Ye Fan finally successfully bought two sets of clothes. It has to be said that Yan Bing's vision is still good. Ye Fan was very satisfied with the few clothes he chose for Ye Fan. After paying it happily, Yan Bing looked at Ye Fan in a daze and said, "Damn you really have money. I can afford to choose such a expensive one for you!"

Ye Fan was depressed and thought to himself what kind of mentality is this! No wonder the clothes he chose were so mediocre. As the saying goes, it is worth it, and there is indeed a reason for it to be expensive.

After leaving the door, Ye Fan asked, "How are you leaving?"

Yan Bing said: "I'm driving here and take you back. You're here to pick up the car."
Chapter completed!