My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head: The role of 214 mobile phone

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The function of 214 mobile phone

"So, this is why you take a wild man home?"

Murong Ying held his arms and looked at Li Fan, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"So what ... this sounds weird."

Li Fan looked at Yan Kai in a coma on the sand, "And, he saved me once anyway, I owe him a favor."

"You are already in debt, I am afraid that you are going to Embroidered Uniform Guard's Black List, and you still have the leisure to manage others?"

"You are wrong, after all, I have already been on Black List."

Li Fan Hehe smiled, causing Murong Ying's to wink.

"Forget it, anyway, you can do whatever you want. This Wudang disciple was shot, the other party's spear technique | marksmanship was high, and he broke several intestines."

"Do n’t you have any ancestral gold sore medicine?"

Li Fan quickly asked, "How about applying a little bit to him?"

"I am a gold sore medicine, but not Immortal Dan!"

Murong Ying was amused, "He has broken his intestines. What's the use of finding me? Hurry to the hospital! If it's not his Internal Strength high strength, I'm afraid it would have been dead."

"Miss, he has a high fever, so bad."

Tie Zhu touched the forehead of Yan Kai and turned around.

"Hurry to the hospital!"

Li Fan also knows that things are dangerous. If you are sick or suffering, you still have to see the doctor.

"For this kind of trauma, you must find a doctor of Western medicine and immediately arrange for an operation. Tie Zhu, send a car and take him away."

"Okay."

Tie Zhu immediately went out to drive the car, Li Fan put Yan Kai on the car, who wanted to go to the hospital with him, but answered the phone.

"Eun Gong ... I have something on my side."

The call came from Guan Wenbao, using a Huang Lei mobile phone. After all, although Guan Wenbao lives in the 21st century, it does not even need a mobile phone, maintaining the style of the ancients.

"What's the matter?"

"Someone asked me to throw a dart."

Guan Wenbao's voice is a little low, and a little unexpected, "Let me send her a dart."

"Huh? Isn't your Guan Family's Bodyguard Office closed?"

"Yes ..."

Guan Wenbao continued, "But this person seems to know my father and wants to entrust us. Eun Gong, what do you think?"

"There is a business to come to the door, so I have to pick it up!"

Li Fan Hehe smiled, "I am going to reorganize the game anyway sooner or later, now precisely. Where are you, I will go find you now."

"In the billiard hall."

"Okay, you are waiting for me, and I will pass."

Li Fan said that after speaking with Murong Ying, he rushed to the billiard hall.

"You just got home ... are you leaving?"

Murong Ying suddenly asked.

"Yeah, something to deal with.`"

Li Fan nodded.

"The dinner is ready at home ..."

Murong Ying said somewhat unnaturally, "What Tie Zhu did ... her craftsmanship is still good ..."

"You can only eat it next time. You can enjoy it all by yourself. Wait for me to deal with this matter and come back to accompany you for dinner."

"Who wants you to accompany me for dinner! I am not alone!"

Murong Ying turned his head and looked at the picture hanging on the wall next to it, "I just think that Tie Zhu does a little bit more. It ’s wasteful to eat alone ..."

"The lady is so frugal and frugal, she really is a little housekeeper."

Li Fan gave a hand, "Since I do n’t need me to accompany me, then I will leave."

After he finished, he left the house again.

"Damn ..."

Murong Ying looked at the direction where Li Fan left, and chopped his foot hard, seeming to be very dissatisfied.

But after standing at the door for a long time, she sighed again and went back to the restaurant, looking at the table full of food, and she seemed to have no appetite.

At this time, Li Fan didn't even take care of his fiancee's appetite. Someone came to Guan Wenbao for darts and didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse! This matter is related to Li Fan's future exhibition, and it must be understood.

The billiard hall closed early, Guan Wenbao and Huang Lei were sitting inside, and even Little Four-eyes Bai Linluo was called by Li Fan.

Seeing that Bai Linluo was sitting nervously, Li Fan couldn't help asking.

"Why, Little Four-eyes, I heard someone came to dart, are you nervous?"

"Not ..."

Bai Linluo shook his head, "I am not nervous about darts ... I came from cram school, so I was a little nervous ..."

"Military Adviser, do n’t be afraid!"

Huang Lei slapped his thigh and comforted him, "Did you just escape a cram school, what is it! Look at me, I dropped out of school that year, is it still a good mix?"

"..."

Bai Linluo pondered for a while and asked, "I can go back to the cram school now, is it still too late?"

"I wipe, Military Adviser, do you despise me?"

"No."

Bai Linluo pushed his glasses and said seriously, "This world looks down on you."

"Wipe ..."

"Okay, stop it!"

Li Fan interrupted the two of them, and turned to look at Guan Wenbao, "Old Guan, you talk about it first, what is going on?"

Everyone came down from An Jing (quiet), no slapstick, and looked at Guan Wenbao.

"She contacted us through our special way of Guan Family."

Guan Wenbao said.

"Special way, what is it?"

Huang Lei ca n’t help but be a little curious, "Say to listen?"

"Biography of Flying Pigeons."

Guan Wenbao said, "My father gave away several homing pigeons raised at home. Only those closest to him will have this homing pigeon. When it is critical, you can find us through these homing pigeons."

"I said, antique, can you find a modern way?"

After hearing this, Huang Lei could n’t help but rolled the eyes, "What time is it, the 21st century is okay? In the age of information explosion, you still use flying pigeons to pass books? Do you play spy war with me?

"But, I can't use things that are too modern."

Guan Wenbao shook his head again and again, "I don't know what BB machine is better ... Han Xian's is still digital, I am quite tangled."

"I wipe, that ’s the thing from the last era, okay? Grandpa Guan!"

Huang Lei is about to collapse. He took out his millet and shot it on the table, "I use this now, ok?"

"My that day..."

Guan Wenbao clutching his mouth, looking at the phone, his eyes flashed with surprise, "Are all the BB machines made so thin now? Lei'zi, are you Hanxian or digital?"

"I lost your mother!"

Huang Lei almost collapsed, "This is called a mobile phone! How is the mobile phone?"

"Mobile phone, what is the solution?"

"Just ..."

Huang Lei was about to explain that his mobile phone suddenly vibrated and shook gently on the table.

Guan Wenbao watched his eyes suddenly become condensed, a little more frightened, and stepped back subconsciously.

"Lei'zi ... You ... have such a hobby ..."

"Fuck your ancestor! Why shake the word, you are so modern!"

"Don't make trouble!"

Li Fan yelled, "Go back to Old Guan and get a mobile phone, well, Old Guan you continue to talk!"