Chapter 639: The Bar Owner

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The bar is called "Warmth Bar," and the name lives up to its reputation. The soft music and warm lighting truly create a romantic and heartwarming atmosphere.

Ye Fan chose a location near the corner and sat down. He ordered a glass of Lafite, took a sip lightly, and quietly thought about his next plan.

Since that time, especially since I went to South Africa, I haven't lived a single day properly. Every day was on edge, and ever since I've been in contact with Kunka, it's become commonplace to encounter assassination attempts, bloodthirstiness, plots, deceit—all kinds of disturbing and terrifying scenes. Now it's time to finally calm down and sort through my thoughts.

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The most pressing matter at hand is to find out about Xiao Jie's background. Even if he has nothing to do with the incident back then, he still bears the mark of the Yan family. While we are in Beijing, perhaps we should think of a way to get rid of him

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The Yan family is growing increasingly powerful, right at the peak of their success. Just look at Xiao Jie's transfer; it shows they are planning to invade the military. Their wolfish ambitions are clear for all to see. If left unchecked, they will inevitably crush the Ye family, leaving no other force in the empire able to control the Yan family's growth. This would be detrimental to both the nation and the organization.

Ye Fan thought of this and smiled lightly, finishing the drink in his cup in one gulp. What did the organization have to do with him The Ye Family He wasn't a member of the Ye Family anymore! From the moment he was driven out by the Ye Family that year!

He only cares about what happened that year. After settling the matter from that year, he also wants to ask the Ye family for an explanation on behalf of his grandfather!

This might be difficult, but Ye Fan had no right to back down...

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Ye Fan was swirling his wine glass, watching the revelry of men and women beneath him. For a moment, he had an illusion that he himself was just another insignificant person in the crowd.

At that moment, a young woman walked over, placing one hand on Ye Fan's shoulder and the other skillfully filling his cup with wine. She said playfully, "Hey handsome, drinking alone"

As the maid's body swayed, two peaks resembling Mount Everest came into Ye Fan's view. A faint fragrance wafted towards him, causing him to sneeze involuntarily...

The young woman was taken aback, a little embarrassed. She had served countless guests by now, most of them praising her beauty or intoxicated by her fragrance. It was the first time she encountered someone who was so overcome by the scent that they sneezed. The young woman said softly: "Young master, don't you like me pouring you wine"

"Young Master, you're truly witty. I never expected anyone to be allergic to perfume..." The girl giggled, her chest heaving up and down with each laugh. Her wild hair swayed as she laughed, making Ye Fan secretly swallow hard.

This woman is really something! Especially her proud pair of assets, they're probably a 38 size. I bet if the fat guy were here, he'd try every way possible to get close to her.

"But I'm absolutely not allergic to beauties, especially those with towering peaks!" Ye Fan stared at the woman's two peaks as if admiring a work of art.

To everyone's surprise, the woman didn't seem bothered at all. Instead, she chuckled and, with a flourish like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, produced a sketchbook. The pages were filled with scantily clad beauties in various suggestive poses. It was enough to make one's blood boil!

>>dn't make such a statement out of thin air.The fat man spat out a mouthful of smoke heavily and said solemnly, "Yan Wuque came to Hong Kong to save himself. I'm chasing him.""What Is Yan here too"Ye F...