My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1326
dunya.

At this time, Ye Fan was standing in front of a top luxury hotel.

A number of luxury cars were parked in front of him.

These cars are much more luxurious than the luxury cars Ye Fan has seen before.

Haven't even seen most models.

Ye Fan was stunned.

Lao Tzu is already very rich.

Why didn't they know there was such a place in Jiangcheng?

Haven't I touched the legendary top yet?

impossible.

Ye Fan came to the door and asked Miss Yingbin for a question.

"Hello, is this the Haotian clubhouse?"

"Yes sir, do you have an appointment?"

"I want to ask, who opened this place? How much does it cost once?"

The welcoming lady shook her head: "I'm sorry I can't tell you who the boss is, but what I can say is that this place is closed to the public, and it's only open when the boss needs to have a party."

Ye Fan understood.

Scared me.

Sorry it's a private club.

I don't know and it's normal.

And he has no acid, and his fairy palace clubhouse is also under construction.

It can be put into use in a few days, and the grade is definitely not inferior to Haotian Clubhouse.

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

Unexpectedly, those people chatting in the group all day long, looking like they have nothing to do, are actually so arrogant behind their backs.

It's really impossible for people to face.

After thinking everything through, Ye Fan was not so shocked.

At this time, a handsome man came suddenly.

He is tall and straight, with a handsome face, and he is dressed in a black suit, which is dignified and sunny.

Ye Fan's eyes were fixed, because he felt threatened by this person's appearance.

It's almost the same as him.

The man's voice is extremely magnetic, and his smile is even more handsome.

"Brother Drilling Wind?"

"You are……?"

"Haha, it really is you! You don't know me anymore? I'm the Divine Tree."

I go.

God tree is so handsome?
Ye Fan was surprised.

I thought he was a wretched-looking dead fat boy.

He was too active in the group, as active as a false name.

The key point is that he also especially likes emoticons, and is the legendary king of fighting pictures.

And it's all colormaps.

His emoticons include almost all the content of Japan, the United States, Britain, South Korea, Thailand, India and other countries, and he is truly the king of yellow.

I didn't expect him to be such a sunny and handsome young man.

"Shenshu, haha, I really can't get to know you through WeChat, you are really unexpected."

Shenshu sighed and looked Ye Fan up and down.

"Why aren't you, this is too handsome."

"We are both handsome!"

"Hahaha!"

The two laughed wildly in unison.

Shenshu hugged Ye Fan directly. Although it was the first time they met, they had nothing to do with it.

They chatted in the group for so long, from heaven to earth, from status to money, from joy to sorrow.

Every bit of life is shared in the group.

In fact, sometimes their group of friends are not only close friends, but more like family members, with their heart to heart.

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

The voice just fell.

Another man came over.

"Yo, you are the total wind and the sacred tree?"

His hair was shiny and shiny, all on his back, and the sexy stubble around his mouth made him look extremely mature and stable.

The sacred tree smiled at him.

But Ye Fan said excitedly: "What do you think?"

"Haha, I always get to know me through the wind, and recognized me at a glance. Did you recognize my awesome temperament?"

"You can pull it down. I guess it depends on your age. After all, you are the leader of the group, and everyone defaults to being old."

Shen Shu pouted, with a look of disgust.

"You, you can't say a single word! It's better to come from the wind."

"Hmph, you think I'm one of those licking dogs, trying to curry favor with you."

Ye Fan gradually raised a smile.

Yes, this is the feeling of the group.

In the group, the two of them also occasionally quarreled, and no one gave way to the other.

The two of them are usually the ones who have the most fun.

If it weren't for other people to come out to stop them, they could fight forever.

"Arguing at the entrance of the clubhouse, it really happened to you, I laughed to death."

Another person came.

But seeing how he likes to watch the excitement, needless to say, he must be the golden right hand in the group.

"Are you the golden right hand?" Ye Fan asked.

"That's right, you're the one who always gets wind? Haha, nice to meet you!"

Several people looked at each other, smiled and hugged each other.

After exchanging pleasantries, Ye Fan sighed for a while.

Unexpectedly, the friends in the group are more powerful than each other.

He has a lot of money, but he seems to be a little less sophisticated than them.

There is no such extravagance of gestures.

Fortunately, Ye Fan is a cultivator, with great momentum, he did not fail.

Otherwise, his brother Zhuanfeng might be looked down upon.

Mad Dog was late at this time.

A warm greeting.

He inadvertently glanced at the car next to him.

Immediately took a breath.

"I'll go! I thought I could stand still with a Mercedes-Benz S, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't even be able to stop."

Look around.

Ye Fan's Cullinan.

Mulsanne with the golden right hand.

What a thoughtful Babos.

And the phantom of the sacred tree.

His Mercedes looked so unpopular.

Originally, Mad Dog thought that he had been an anchor for two years and made some money, so he could already enter the high-end crowd.

But now he has a feeling that he is a husky mixed with wolves, who can howl and run, but he can't eat meat, he only knows to eat shit.

And usually when everyone talks in the group, he mostly thinks he is bragging.

At this time, he really didn't expect that he was really awesome, but he was the only one who was pretending to be aggressive.

"Haha, you made me laugh so hard! You still want to compare with us. When did you stop being an anchor and become a Shenhao, you will be considered as a threshold." Shenshu mocked mercilessly.

Gold's right hand also spread his hands: "Yes, you watch the live broadcast, do you have a boss worth hundreds of billions?"

Mad Dog shook his head when he heard this.

"Forget it, I'll be an anchor honestly."

"Ding, ding, ding!"

suddenly.

Everyone's mobile phone has a message.

Ye Fan silently clicked on it, it was the voice from Mr. Moshang.

"Brothers... Da Da Da... I can't go to the party today... Da Da Da... A group of people fought with me, trying to grab my goods, let's meet again... Da Da Da... Boom boom boom!"

Ye Fan: "..."

His face changed.

If it was before, he must have felt that Mr. Moshang was joking.

But now, he had a feeling that the gunshots were real.

Thinking about his words in the group, it seems that he really looks like a big boss.

Hey, what kind of group is this?

What kind of enthusiastic citizens are simply a den of thieves.

At this moment, Mr. Moshang was really experiencing a hail of bullets, on the verge of life and death.

The rest of the people also looked dignified.

It seems that they also know that Mr. Moshang is full of dangers.

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

"Moshang, send me your location, and I'll send someone to rescue immediately!"

"Hold on, boy..."

(End of this chapter)