Chapter 1103: Lending a Hand

A slight tremor ran through her body, and the soft whimpers that escaped from deep within her soul filled the entire room. 。And her eyes were completely filled with longing, shimmering with a hazy des...Although Ye Fan didn't know what that feeling was, he knew that if this female assassin died like this, he himself would feel very sad.

It's strange, he can't even explain it himself.

This female assassin, her web of entanglement was too deep and chaotic. She tried to kill herself several times, but each time she ended up taking advantage of herself, and in the end, she failed.

He didn't intend to kill her, not just because she was Miao Xiaohua's granddaughter, but also because it was a debt the old man owed her. It was a debt of the old man, which Ye Fan unconditionally repaid.

And after that, this female assassin repeatedly saved me from danger. If it weren't for her, I would have probably died a long time ago, and Sister Yanran and the others would have also been in danger.

And as for himself, hadn't he saved her three or four times already

No matter what, from this point of view, the two people are already old friends. Ye Fan didn't want anything to happen to her no matter what.

Looking at this sleeping femme fatale, Ye Fan could only shake his head and sigh. He seemed to have no other way.

However, Miao Rou is indeed very moving. People say that Sleeping Beauty is Sleeping Beauty, but with Miao Rou looking like this, she's definitely a worthy Sleeping Beauty, right

Sigh, but she's just a pitiful person after all. She came from thousands of miles away to seek revenge, chasing herself for thousands of miles. This persistence and determination truly moved Ye Fan.

If she used it in starting a business, she would be a billionaire by now.

It seems like I'll have to talk to Miao Xiaohua later, so that this misguided lamb can find the right direction in life again.

But Ye Fan saw the worry between her brows. Now Miao Rou was obviously hanging by a thread. What exactly was wrong with her, Ye Fan didn't know, but one thing was certain: she needed immediate treatment, otherwise she would die within days.

But then there's another problem, this hole is at least a hundred or eighty meters deep. Even if Ye Fan has the Shadow Fist, he can't climb up, and the Shadow Fist can't fly people.

Moreover, he was practically exhausted now. It would be unrealistic for him to use a technique like the Shadow Fist, which consumed a great deal of his Qi and mental energy.

Ye Fan sat despondently on the large stone, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. He didn't know who designed this place, but the ventilation was surprisingly good.

Ye Fan could even feel a gentle breeze coming. It's just waiting for death anyway, so it's better to solve the smoking problem first.

Just at this moment, Ye Fan suddenly heard a very sarcastic voice coming from above, "Little Fanfan"

Xiao Fanfan, this was Ye Fan's nickname when he was a child. He most disliked others calling him that way. If it happened in normal times, if someone called him that, Ye Fan would definitely have a showdown with that person.

However, upon hearing this sound now, he felt immense joy because the only ones who would call him like that were the Dragon Girl and the Fatso.

However, ever since that incident happened, the Dragon Girl no longer called Ye Fan "Little Fanfan" like she used to. She even became someone who wouldn't talk to him at all.

And the remaining one, there was only Fatty. From beginning to end, he was the only one who dared to call himself that.

Ye Fan suddenly looked up and saw a fat, big-eared creature waving at him constantly.

That real jerk, if he's not fat, then who is

He's a true brother, jumping down to accompany me in death.

However, Ye Fan was full of confusion because Fatty was actually slowly descending.

Ye Fan rubbed his eyes, he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. When the Fatty landed lightly beside him, he still felt a bit dazed.

"Fatty, you kid are something else, when did you learn this kind of magical skill"

After the fat man landed, Ye Fan gently punched him.

The fat man chuckled, "Don't think you're the only one with afterimage fist. This old man was letting you off easy before. How about you see my skills now ha ha ha!"

The fat man finally let out the breath he had been holding when he saw that Ye Fan was unharmed.

Ye Fan was speechless for a moment. Suddenly, he saw something reflecting on the side of the fat man. Ye Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed a thin, almost invisible, translucent hair-like thing in his palm.

Suddenly, it dawned on me. It seems the little fat guy was slowly descending from the sky using this thing.

The fat man was still bragging there, Ye Fan held back a smile in his heart. He picked up a strand of hair from his hand and said to the fat man: "What is this, Fatty How did you tie this thing on your body Did you go to be a circus performer"

The fat man was a bit down, every time he would be easily found by Xiaofanfan, it wasn't fun at all.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the several super-sized pearls in the cave, exclaiming, "Wow, this time I've struck it rich! Old Fatso here has never seen such huge night pearls before!"

Inside this round cavern, several beads the size of lanterns were embedded in the walls. They cast a dazzling light in the darkness, so bright it hurt one's eyes.

The fat man's eyes were full of smiles as he looked at these night pearls. He seemed to see a pile of dazzling Chinese currency beckoning him, because such huge night pearls would definitely be priceless if they were put on the market.

Although the fat man wasn't short of money to spend, coming into a large sum unexpectedly was still a joyful occasion.

"Wow, there's actually a sleeping beauty here too," the fat man turned his head and saw Miao Rou on top of the thatched pile again, his eyes gleaming with amazement.

"But why would she sleep on a pile of straw" The fat man looked at her, seemingly disheveled, with clear signs of being touched. The fat man suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened in surprise as he turned his head back, pointing at Ye Fan and stammering, "Little Fanfan, could it be that..."

In the end, Fatty looked like he was about to cry with frustration and let out a heavy sigh.

Ye Fan kicked him, angrily saying, "Fatty, what are you thinking I didn't touch her at all."

"A man of true character stands tall in the world. He can hold onto things and let go of them. To be a person, one must stand up straight, take responsibility, and once you've done something, just own it. What are you afraid of anyway I won't tell her." The fat man said, ending with a sly grin.

Ye Fan was too lazy to pay him any mind. This was a critical time, and he had to make the most of every minute; Miao Rou's life was in constant danger.

"Get her upstairs first, she almost died just now, but I reckon she's about half dead anyway. Once she's up there, find a doctor immediately."

Ye Fan stopped talking nonsense with the son of a bitch. He didn't ask the fat man why he came down, or what that rope was. These things could wait until after they got up., and a refreshing breeze blew in, stirring the hearts of the young men and women.A wisp of fragrance wafted over, Ye Fan's hair danced in the wind, occasionally falling onto his face. Ye Fan caught a...