Super Soldier King Chapter 3500: This Assassin is really not worth the price

Brian’s things can’t be solved. As for the impact, one is that the embassy of country y knows how proud it is, and the other is that the University of California security guards are bullish, and few students dare to provoke them at will. ≥top ≥point ≥small ≥say,.

Ye Haoran continues to live his own life. Since being able to enter and leave the University of California library collection room and advanced laboratory at will, Ye Haoran has also become busy. Learning is also a big hobby of him. As a genius, he absorbs Knowledge is fun, not burden.

Two days later, Ye Haoran took a book "Cross Quantums" and drove to the house.

When I got home, the moment Ye Haoran just stepped into the door, my nose suddenly moved, no, the smell at home was wrong! As a warrior who cultivates internal energy, Ye Haoran's six senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. There is suddenly a taste of curry powder at home, and Ye Haoran can naturally smell it.

The taste of this curry powder is mixed with the strange smell of Indian sandalwood and a trace of body odor.

"Damn, there is an Indian Ahsan at home?" Ye Haoran guessed at once and looked at the time. Now Liu Yiyi has not come back. Even if Liu Yiyi comes back, she will not take this kind of thing. Taste.

The Ye Haoran closed the door, and when he found nothing, he walked towards the room and made a round in the room. Soon Ye Haoran locked the source of the smell in the kitchen. Ye Haoran walked towards the kitchen with a dagger in his hand. When I got to the kitchen, I swept around. There was no one in the kitchen, but on the ground, I was hiding two footprints, and that footprint disappeared at the pan.

Ye Haoran is a bit strange, he smelled it carefully, and he was more certain in his heart. This Indian Asan was hidden in the kitchen, and it should be hidden behind the range hood, but the area of ​​the range hood is not large. It is a vent, which can only accommodate the next child. Is this person coming a child? What is his purpose?

Ye Haoran thought for a while, and decided not to pull out this Asan first. He ignited the gas, turned on the range hood, put the oil, and then threw a pile of peppers into the pot. In addition to the peppers, there were fat meat, Various soy sauce and vinegar condiments, and then turned the fire to the maximum.

As the temperature of the oil pan rises, a large pungent chili flavor, accompanied by bursts of black smoke, rises from the oil pan and flies towards the hood.

There is no movement in the range hood.

Ye Haoran embraced his chest with both hands, stood aside, and covered his nose. He really admired this Asan. Under such strong and pungent smoke, he persisted for so long, even with a gas mask on. Fa can endure for so long. (Baidu search network updates the fastest and most stable)

Anyway, Ye Haoran is not in a hurry. He stands calmly and waits patiently.

Finally, "cough cough cough..."

There was a coughing sound in the hood, and then with a bang, a figure jumped off the hood. The figure did not look big, but after landing on the ground, there was a crackling sound, and then an adult Indy A three station When he got up, this buddy was very thin, but his height was not short. At the moment, A San was covered with oil, and his face was even more dirty. He covered his nose and coughed hard. Cough out.

Ye Haoran stood aside, pretending to be surprised, "You... where did you come from?"

Na San stared at Ye Haoran, coughed again, wiped tears, and pointed at Ye Haoran, "You... will you cook, will you cook! With so many peppers, you are You don’t want to die...cough cough cough cough... You Chinese is stupid, even so many peppers, and soy sauce and vinegar... Cough cough cough, choking me..."

Ye Haoran finally laughed, "Hey, buddy, where are you hiding? Don’t tell me you are here to repair the range hood."

"I...I'm here to repair the range hood." Asan stared at Ye Haoran and saw the smile on Ye Haoran's face. Asan suddenly understood that he was being played. This bastard, he knew himself long ago. Hidden in a range hood, so I put chili powder and lard again!

"You bastard! You dare to play me, I killed you!" Asan flew on time towards Ye Haoran.

The dagger in Ye Haoran's hand flicked quickly. With a sneer, Asan's tendons were quickly picked up by Ye Haoran.

"Ah! My hand!" A San stepped back in a panic. He was covering his right wrist. His right hand was now dead, and he couldn't even exert a little effort. "You... who are you, you... how come you are so powerful?" A San stared at Ye Haoran in disbelief.

Ye Haoran sneered and walked towards Asan with a dagger, "Say, y degree friend, who let you come, I advise you to say it quickly, otherwise, I will not be merciless, you No one will know that he is dead here." Then, the dagger in Ye Haoran's hand waved again and flew like lightning across Asan's forehead, and the curly hair on Asan's forehead fell.

"I said...I said I said." A San knelt down on the ground. "Yes... It was a director who asked me to come. I don't know his real name, but he hired me to kill here." I have stolen you and stole your phone. Really, I am a murderer. I have no hatred with you. Please let me go and beg you."

As soon as Ye Haoran heard it, Immediately understood that this guy was sent by Director Fran to get his revenge. This guy Fran really retaliated against himself, but the Assassin he asked was too bad, this is not to look down on alone.

Ye Haoran looked at the time, then stepped out, appeared directly next to A San, and slapped it on the neck of A San, and A San fell straight to the ground, fainted on time, Pro Before fainting, he looked at Ye Haoran with a grudge, and his eyes seemed to say, you **** really don't talk about credit, let me go if it's a good confession.

Of course Ye Haoran will not just release Asan. How to say Asan is also a Assassin. If Ye Haoran puts Asan at the moment, maybe A4 and A5 will come to the door tomorrow, and bothersome and annoying died.

Ye Haoran carried Asan's body, went downstairs, threw it into the trunk of the car, and drove towards Hollywood. Hollywood is in a mountainous suburb of Los Angeles, and the words "Hollywood" hang on the huge mountainside. Ye Haoran drove directly inside, and then where was Director Fran in the hall.

As you can see, Fran is still relatively famous. The first person asked clearly pointed out the location of Director Fran. Fran lived in Villa beside Hollywood Street. Ye Haoran drove to park in front of Fran’s house, and then carried Asan’s body towards Fran’s residence.

Knocked on the door of the room, and the voice of the grumpy old lady came, "Who!"

"Open the door." Ye Haoran showed his work permit.

When I saw the detective, the door opened quickly. It was an old lady who opened the door. Seeing that she was wearing Fran’s mother, the old lady had a bad temper and didn’t give Ye Haoran a good face, whispering, "What is it? What is it."

"Look for Director Fran." Ye Haoran ignored the old lady. He carried A San's body and walked inside the door. When he saw the light on the second floor, Ye Haoran went directly to the second floor.

"Hey! Shoes! Damn, you all think my old lady is bullying, right? Do you think my old lady is easy to clean the floor, bastards, Fran! The people came to you, this guy and yours Like fox friends and dog friends, they are all sloppy ghosts who enter the house without slippers!" Fran's mother shouted loudly towards the top, and the sound shocked the entire Villa.

"What, I am working!" Fran said upstairs.

"Hey, I am the great director Fran." Ye Haoran said while carrying Asan's body to Fran's study.

Seeing that it is Ye Haoran, and that Ye Haoran still has a y-degree man in his hand, Fran immediately understood that his face became pale, and he stepped back, looking at Ye Haoran, "You... what do you want? Like?"

"Don't be nervous, dear Director Fran, I just wanted to tell you that you have spent your money in vain." Ye Haoran said seriously.

"What? What do you mean?" Fran looked at Ye Haoran like a devil. He was really scared of Ye Haoran.

Ye Haoran pointed to the body of ydu Asan on the ground and said: "You tell me, how much did you pay for this Assassin? And, how do you find him, you can rest assured, I just ask To understand the situation."

"I..." Fran swallowed and was nervous. He looked at Ye Haoran, although he didn't know what Ye Haoran was for~IndoMTL.com~ But looking at Ye Haoran's expression, he didn't seem to plan to hurt himself. Fran relieved his nervousness a little, he said: "It was introduced to me by a director friend and cost seven million dollars. The friend said that this Assassin is proficient in concealment and is the world's first-rate thief and Assassin. , Great."

"Seven million!" Ye Haoran rubbed his nose and pointed at Fran, who looked like he hated iron, "You, you are really a prodigal, just like that, it's worth seven hundred thousand. The smell of curry powder in this guy's body is not slippery when I enter the house, leaving traces everywhere. I choked my nose when I entered the house and he was stupid and had no professional ethics. As soon as he opened his mouth, he confessed that you are an employer. You said, this kind of garbage Assassin, you spent seven million, is it a bad loser."

Fran opened his mouth wide and nodded again and again, "It seems, it seems stupid, but my money... what to do?"

"I guess your money must have been hacked a lot by your friend who introduced Assassin. In the future, this kind of person is far away, Oh. I came here to tell you this matter and tell you that you are very The second is to encourage and encourage you. I heard that you specially made the script for Liu Yiyi. Well, this is very good. I appreciate you, so this time, I will help you smooth it out. "Finished." After finishing, Ye Haoran squatted down, squeezed Y San's head with both hands, and twisted violently, only listening to "click", A San's neck was directly broken...