1326: C1326 A Warm-hearted Gathering of Citizens

C1326 A Warm-hearted Gathering of Citizens

The world.

At this moment, Ye Fan was standing in front of a luxurious hotel.

Numerous luxury cars were parked in front of him.

These cars were much more luxurious than the luxury cars Ye Fan had seen before.

He had never even seen most of the cars before.

Ye Fan was dumbfounded.

He was already considered a rich man.

Why didn't he know that there was such a place in Jiang City?

Could it be that I have yet to come into contact with the top of the legends?

Impossible.

Ye Fan came to the door and asked the receptionist.

"Hello, is this the Hao Tian Clubhouse?"

"Yes, sir. Do you have an appointment?"

"I'd like to ask, who owns this place? How much does it cost to pay for one meal?"

The receptionist shook her head. "Forgive me for not being able to tell you who the boss is, but what I can say is that this place is not open to the public. It will only be open to the boss when he needs a gathering."

Ye Fan understood.

I was scared to death.

Forgive me for being a private club.

It's normal that I don't know.

Furthermore, he wasn't jealous. His Fairy Palace Club was also being built.

It could be put into use in a few days. The level was definitely not inferior to the Hao Tian Club.

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

He did not expect that those people would talk and talk in the group all day long, looking like they had nothing to do, and would actually be so overbearing behind their backs.

It was true that people couldn't be faced.

After figuring everything out, Ye Fan wasn't that shocked anymore.

At this moment, a handsome man suddenly walked over.

He had a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and a black suit that didn't lose any of the sunlight.

Ye Fan's eyes focused, because he felt threatened from his appearance.

He was actually about the same as him.

The man's voice was very magnetic, and his smile was even more handsome.

"Mr Drilling Wind?"

"You are...??"

"Haha, it really is you! You don't recognize me anymore? I am the Tree of God. "

F * ck.

The Tree of God was so handsome?

Ye Fan was shocked.

He thought that he was a wretched fat kid with a wretched appearance.

He was too active in the group, so lively that it was like a fake account number.

The key was that he especially liked expression packs. They were the legendary King of Dou Tu.

And they were all color charts.

His expression pack almost included the contents of all the countries in Japan, America, England, Korea and Tai Yin. He was truly the King of Yellow.

He didn't expect that it would be such a handsome young man.

"Tree of God, haha, as expected, I can't get to know you through WeChat. You are really a little unexpected."

The divine tree sighed and sized Ye Fan up and down.

"Aren't you the same? You are too handsome."

"Both of us are very handsome!"

"Hahaha!"

The two of them laughed maniacally at the same time.

The divine tree hugged Ye Fan. Although it was the first time they had met, there was no distinction between them.

They had been chatting in the group for a long time. From the sky to the earth, from status to money, from happiness to sadness.

Every single detail of life was shared in the group.

Actually, sometimes their group friends were not just friends who knew their hearts, but also family members.

"Let's go, let's go in! Don't wait for them at the door. There's no time. "

As soon as he finished speaking.

Another man walked over.

"Yo, you are Always Drilling Wind and the Tree of God?"

His hair was shiny, and he had his back on his head. There was a circle of sexy stubble around his mouth, making him look very mature and steady.

The Tree of God smiled back at him.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, said excitedly, "What can you do with a thought?"

"Haha, it's Always Drilling Wind who knows me. He recognized me with a single glance. Could it be that he recognized my awesome temperament?"

"You can forget about it. I reckon it's because you're old. After all, you're the group leader. Everyone tacitly approved of your age. "

The Tree of God curled its lips in disdain.

"You, you don't know how to speak a word! It's better to be honest. "

"Hmph, do you think I'm some kind of bootlicker, trying to curry favor with you?"

Ye Fan gradually smiled.

That's right, this was what it felt like in the group.

In the group, the two of them would occasionally quarrel, and neither of them would give in to the other.

The two of them usually had the most fun.

If it wasn't for the others coming out to stop them, they would have fought to the end of the day.

"Fighting at the entrance of the clubhouse, it's really you guys. I'm dying of laughter."

Another person came.

But seeing how he liked to watch the show, needless to say, it must be the Golden Right Hand in the group.

"You're the Golden Right Hand, right?" Ye Fan asked.

"That's right, you are Always Drilling Wind? Haha, nice to meet you! "

They looked at each other and smiled, then hugged each other.

After the small talk, Ye Fan sighed.

He didn't expect his friends in the group to be so generous.

He had quite a lot of money, but it seemed like he was a bit lacking compared to them.

He didn't have that sort of noble air about him.

Fortunately, Ye Fan was a self-cultivator, so he did not lose out to them in terms of imposing manner.

Otherwise, this Mr Drilling Wind might be looked down upon by others.

The mad dog had arrived late at this time.

He greeted them warmly.

He glanced at the car beside him.

He immediately gasped.

"F * ck! I thought I would be able to stand on my feet by driving a Mercedes-Benz S, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't even be qualified to stop."

He looked around.

Ye Fan's Cullinan.

Mu Shang with the golden right hand.

Babus was helpless with a single thought.

There was also the phantom of the Tree of God.1

His Mercedes-Benz seemed so mediocre.

Originally, the mad dog thought that after being a streamer for two years and earning some money, he would be able to enter the high-end crowd.

But now, he had a feeling that he was a Husky mixed in a pack of wolves. He knew how to howl and run, but he didn't eat meat. He only knew how to eat shit.

Moreover, when everyone talked in the group, he usually thought that they were bragging.

At this moment, he really didn't expect them to be so awesome. He was the only one acting cool.

"Haha, you're laughing me to death! You still want to compete with us? When are you going to be a streamer and change into a Divine Wealth? Only then can you be considered to have entered the threshold." The divine tree mocked him mercilessly.

The golden right hand also spread out its hands. "Yeah, you're watching a live broadcast. A boss with a net worth of 100 billion?"

When the mad dog heard this, he immediately shook his head.

"Then forget it. I'll just be an honest streamer."

"Ding, Ding, Ding!"

Suddenly.

Everyone received a message from their phones.

Ye Fan silently clicked on it. It was the voice message sent by Young Master Mo.

"Brothers... Da Da Da... I can't go to the party today... Da Da Da... A group of people are fighting with me. They want to steal my goods. Let's meet another day... Da Da Da... Hong! Hong! Hong!"

Ye Fan:... ""

His expression changed.

If it was in the past, he would have thought that Young Master Mo was joking.

But now, he had a feeling that the gunshot was real.

Thinking back to what he said in the group, he really did seem like a big shot.

What kind of group was this?

What kind of enthusiastic citizen was this? It was simply a nest of thieves.

At this moment, Young Master Mo was truly experiencing a hail of bullets, the edge of life and death.

The others also had solemn expressions on their faces.

It seemed like they also knew that Young Master Mo was full of danger.

"Young Master, where are you? I'll go save you!"

"Master Mo, send me your location. I'll immediately send someone to rescue you!"

"You brat, hold on..."

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