Zhang Youfu looked at the white calla lily of the American American and smiled and said, "You seem to want to say something, too."

Calla Lily is very arrogant when facing other people, but she is still very respectful in front of Zhang Youfu. She said, "I also think He Yichen will not be my opponent."

Zhang Youfu felt a little uneasy. There was no doubt that the black-faced monster and calla lily were both top experts. If one of them could take He Yichen out of food, the problem would be simplified instantly, and he would not even have to pay 100 million US dollars.

But this idea only flashed through his heart. He still planned to give He Yichen 100 million US dollars according to Uncle Heng's wishes, and then discuss it next.

"You two are calm first. When it's time to let you take action, I will tell you, you two are going out first." Zhang Youfu said.

The black-faced monster and calla lily could only go out first.

Zhang Youfu's thoughts soon reached the body of the fast gun elves. The fast gun elves' departure made him very sorry, but he knew that he had lost the fast gun elves.

The night is fascinated.

The quick gun elves were a little unstable, and they drank alone in the room of the Everlasting Sorrow Casino.

This room was arranged for her by Master Mie Jue. It was very luxurious. She could live here in the future, and there were even dedicated people to serve her.

As soon as she arrived at Master Miejue, the fast gun elves were treated better than being around Zhang Youfu, which surprised her.

The reason why her emotions were unstable was because she was afraid that everything in front of her was an illusion. Maybe in a short while, Master Mie Jue would reach some kind of agreement with Zhang Youfu and hand her over to Zhang Youfu.

When she was with Zhang Youfu in the past, the fast gun elves had seen this happen with her own eyes, so she is now afraid that this will happen to her.

Hearing the knock on the door, the body of the fast gun shivered suddenly. Could it be that bad luck was coming? He walked over and opened the door. When she saw it was He Yichen, she smiled brightly.

But He Yichen still saw a strong depression on her face. He smiled and said, "I guess I feel unhappy when drinking alone. I want to know, what are you worried about?"

The fast gun elves didn't want to tell what she was worried about, and smiled relievedly, "My friend, you and Master Mie Jue are very nice to me, what else can I worry about?"

He Yichen held the shoulders of the quick gun elf, walked to the side of the sofa and sat down. He Yichen said, "I know what you are worried about. Are you afraid that Master Mie Jue and I will suddenly hand you over to Zhang Youfu for money or other benefits, right?"

"I……"

The fast gun elves were embarrassed and speechless for a moment, and sighed: "Okay, my friend, I might as well tell you that this is what I worry about, because I have seen this happen with my own eyes before."

"Zhang Youfu can do this kind of thing, but Master Mie Jue and I will not do this. Now all you need to do is to calm down and prepare to start a new life. Also, I am very interested in your breasts. I want to touch your breasts, but I don't know what you think."

Faced with He Yichen's teasing, the fast gun elf actually started to laugh. I have to say that her smile was very pleasant at this moment.

"You are such an interesting man. You are so polite to eat my tofu. Actually, I don't like to let men touch my body, let alone my breasts. I don't even want to touch my hands. But you are different. You gave me a chance to reborn, so you are qualified to eat my tofu, but you can't go too far."

He Yichen hugged the soft and graceful body of the fast gun elf, put his hand on her flat and smooth belly, and gently kneaded it.

The feel is very good. This woman's body is really excellent. This woman's fighting skills and shooting skills are also excellent. In short, she is a very excellent woman.

He Yichen's hand finally swam to the edge of the chest of the fast gun elf. The fast gun elf's breathing was obviously more rapid than before. A certain kind of panic even appeared from her eyes. It can be seen that no man had ever been so close to her before.

The more this happened, the more it smelled. He Yichen's heart was even more exciting than before. He did not take off the chest of the fast gun elf, but just pushed her chest aside, and then stroked her tall breasts to the fullest.

He Yichen is very experienced in stroking a woman's breasts. In addition, the fast gun elves had never experienced such strong stimulation from men before, and her breathing became more and more rapid and even shouted out.

Just touching her breasts, she had such a strong reaction. If she pulled off her pants and became enthusiastic, I wonder what she would look like.

Thinking of this, He Yichen walked down his hand, and the quick gun elf said in his heart, your touch makes me feel comfortable. In fact, you can touch it for a while, is it going to end?

When He Yichen's hand fell to the edge of her pants and could wear it through her pants at any time, she understood what was going on. It turned out that He Yichen wanted to tease the wet and softness.

The fast gun elves looked very nervous and said tremblingly: "My friend, your hand can't be put into my pants. You just said that you just wanted to touch my chest, and I asked you to touch me just now, so you..."

Oh!

The fast gun elf made a horrifying cry because He Yichen's hand had already passed through her pants. Although she tightened her legs in time, He Yichen's hand still teased her wet and softness, while her slender and charming legs clamped He Yichen's hand.

There is endless fun in teasing.

The screams of the fast gun elf were indeed very happy, and her clear contoured face was even more drunk red. She was not drunk, but He Yichen's teasing almost made her drunk.

Gradually, the spear elves began to touch He Yichen's body. While stroking each other, more than half an hour passed quickly, and the two of them finally calmed down.

"You bastard, you ate my tofu."

"You agreed." He Yichen said.

"But I didn't agree that your hand entered my pants, but your hand still entered my pants."

Even if the fast gun elves are a little angry, it is understandable that He Yichen doesn't want to explain anything about this.

The moment he stood up, He Yichen showed an evil smile and walked out with a very casual step.

However, the fast gun elf swung her fist at He Yichen's back. Because the man's teasing made her feel comfortable, the man's evil smile was imprinted in her heart.

Although He Yichen ate her tofu, she was very grateful to He Yichen. If it weren't for He Yichen, she would have been tortured to death by Zhang Youfu.

He Yichen received 100 million US dollars from Zhang Youfu and transferred 20 million US dollars to Master Mie Jue.

This little money is nothing to Master Miejue, but it makes her very happy because the 20 million US dollars were transferred to her by He Yichen.

He Yichen has given her a lot of pain and a lot of happiness, so He Yichen has become the man who has the most impressed me with Master Mie Jue.

Master Mie Jue made up his mind to be friends with He Yichen in the future and not enemies. If He Yichen needs her help, she will do her best.

He Yichen is a little tempted to go back to Jinghua City, China. Tang Shiyi and Xia Yu called and hoped that he could go back soon, but the matter here has not been finished yet and he cannot leave for the time being.

The direct purpose of He Yichen's coming this time was to ease the relationship with Master Mie Jue. This purpose had been achieved, but some people and things that he had not expected before coming came.

For example, Zhang Youfu, the owner of the Fugui Renjian Casino, and He Yichen, have to admit that Zhang Youfu is very difficult to deal with. He is rich and powerful, and someone is working hard for him, of course it is very difficult to deal with.

Zhang Youfu is sick and his body has always been healthy because he has a good foundation, exercises regularly, and pays great attention to maintenance.

The reason why he was sick was that He Yichen was angry. He thought that he had the ability to turn his hands on the clouds and turn his hands on the rain in Las Vegas, but suddenly a man who ran over from China was repaired to death. It would be strange if he was not angry.

The doctor had already checked him and said that he had no major problems with his health. He would adjust his mentality and he would get better soon.

But Zhang Youfu, who was exhausted and sweating all over, felt very uncomfortable. Even when he wanted to be with the beauty, he felt that his thing could not be hard. Even if he barely broke into the beauty's body, he would ejaculate after a few moves.

The fast gun elves often become his fantasy object. Although the fast gun elves have left him and have defected to Master Mie Jue, the fast gun elves are still his fantasy object.

For example, just now, Zhang Youfu thought about what it would be like to wear a pair of pants on the fast gun elf? What would it be like to take off the pants?

Unfortunately, when the fast gun elves were by his side, he had never seen such a spring scenery.

Zhang Youfuxin said, ***, if I knew you would leave me, I would force me to see you in advance!

The black-faced monster came in. At this time, Zhang Youfu needed someone to talk to, but the black-faced monster was more suitable for hitting people and was not suitable for being his partner, because he would not feel anything when talking to the black-faced monster.

The black-faced monster had already walked to Zhang Youfu's side and hesitated for a moment: "Boss, how is your body feeling?"

"fine."

Zhang Youfu seemed to want to be stronger in front of the black-faced monster. Instead of showing off his fists, he lit a cigar and started to suck it out in a cool way.

He thought he was chic, but his face showed a kind of fatigue, which was a little bit more tired than a person who hadn't been sleeping for several days.

The black-faced monster said: "Boss, I know you are in a good mood. If I beat He Yichen to death, your mood will be better."

When Zhang Youfu heard the black-faced monster mention killing He Yichen again, he became confused. Could it be that he really has this ability?

In the past, the black-faced monster never disappointed Zhang Youfu every time he took action, but Zhang Youfu was still not confident about the black-faced monster dealing with He Yichen because He Yichen's kung fu was too terrifying.

"We are already very passive. I advise you not to be too impulsive, otherwise we will be more passive."

"Boss, I have confidence."

"You really have confidence?"

"Yes."

"good!"
Chapter completed!