Paris is a romantic city, where you can see many wandering poets singing.

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing followed the source of sound and saw a man dressed in a jacket holding a thick book in his hand and singing loudly.

The cover of the book is Greek, and the two of them do not recognize what it is.

The man sang loudly and walked towards Ye Chenfeng and the other two.

Ye Chenfeng's hand holding the suitcase suddenly tightened, and the combat cells in his body instantly became active, ready to attack at any time!

"The Muse of Kai'o, the Muse of Dio,

The hero's harp, the lover's pipa,

It has won reputation on your shore,

Now, in this place of origin, I am silent;

Oh, the song has been circulating far westward.

The "island" far exceeds your ancestors.

…”

When he came to Ye Chenfeng and the other two, the voice of the poem came to an abrupt end.

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing looked at the man curiously. He slowly put down the books and showed a handsome face as if it was cut by a knife and axe. Although it was covered with stubble and his hair was very scattered, it could not hide his heroic spirit at all.

When the man saw Chu Qingxue and the others, his eyes lit up, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Two beautiful ladies, welcome to Paris!"

Not only that, the man was also preparing to take Chu Qingxue and his two little hands and kiss the back of his hands.

It was a chill, and then Ye Chenfeng rushed over like lightning, blocked Chu Qingxue and the others, stretched out his hand, and smiled and said, "Hehe, if you want to kiss me, they washed their hands just now, I haven't washed my hands after I just went to the bathroom!"

The man curled his lips and smiled: "This gentleman is so humorous!"

"What's humorous or not? I've just finished using the toilet. You'll know if you kiss it." Ye Chenfeng said seriously.

"vomit……"

However, it attracted the chills of Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing, and they all said to each other: This guy is too disgusting.

"Ye Chenfeng!" Chu Qingxue glared at Ye Chenfeng fiercely with her beautiful eyes, as if she was blaming him for his rudeness.

The man's lips bent a curve and said with a smile: "The beautiful Miss Chu is fine, I am Mr. Ye's friend!"

"Your friend?" Chu Qingxue looked at Ye Chenfeng suspiciously.

Ye Chenfeng put down his other suitcase and put his right arm on the man's shoulder: "It's still an old friend, I have a story, he has the kind of wine!"

"oh oh!"

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing stared at Ye Chenfeng, but their hearts were still full of doubts.

"Miss Chu, Miss Lu, meet Simon Williams, but everyone likes to call me a literary maniac!" The man introduced himself with a smile.

Ye Chenfeng's eyes condensed into two needles, and his hands, which were placed on the shoulders of the literary and artistic madman, couldn't help but tremble.

What he guessed in his heart was right, this person was a literary and artistic maniac.

It is said that this guy has been an autistic person since he was a child and is often bullied by his classmates and even humiliated by his teachers. One day, this guy awakened his supernatural powers in class and killed all of them with a pen. From then on, this guy became bloodthirsty and the title of literary and artistic maniac came from then on.

It is said that the book he was holding was made of human skin. That time, after this guy killed the whole class, he forced his skin to make a book to record.

After that, this has become his habit. The unlucky one is not dying under the hands of the literary and artistic maniac, but being made into a human book by him.

I think the dragon-slaying plan should be a human book.

Ye Chenfeng thought to himself that if Chu Qingxue and the others knew that the books held by the literary and artistic maniac were made of human skin, I wonder if the two of them would faint from fear.

"How come the nickname of literary and artistic maniac feels weird?" Lu Wanqing said in confusion.

"Hello, you should be good friends with Ye Chenfeng, otherwise you wouldn't have picked up the plane here." Chu Qingxue asked.

The literary and artistic maniac smiled: "That's natural. Mr. Ye and I are good friends who have experienced life and death together."

"Is that true?" Chu Qingxue said in confusion.

There was a hint of bitterness on Ye Chenfeng's lips. I'm afraid the literary and artistic maniacs said that life and death are about to meet each other next!

Speaking of which, Ye Chenfeng also has to thank the literary and artistic maniac. Fortunately, his strange interests recorded the dragon-slaying plan.

But Ye Chenfeng had another question, who asked him to come?

Ye Chenfeng smiled and said, "You go first, don't let others wait for a long time, our old friends talk about the past!"

"good!"

Chu Qingxue read something different from Ye Chenfeng's eyes, nodded and left with Lu Wanqing.

"Let's go where we should go, too?" A sharp edge flashed in Ye Chenfeng's eyes.

The man said nothing, with a smile on his lips, turned around and walked away with big strodes, and Ye Chenfeng followed.

This is the checked luggage passage. I don’t know where he found such a place. It was empty and there was no one around.

"What is your purpose in the literary and artistic maniac?" Ye Chenfeng asked coldly.

"Kill you!" The man's face was filled with inexplicable excitement.

Ye Chenfeng smiled: "Many people have said the same thing. Now they all have a common ending. The grass on their grave is two feet tall."

"Is that so? Then I must have a different outcome from them!"

"You're so sure?"

"Yes, I am a confident person. Decades of experience have proved that my confidence is right. Don't worry, I will record this wonderful and exciting battle today in my people's book."

"Oh? It's a pity that you are destined to lie here today. I looked at it and the environment was good!"

"Are you sure it's me and not you?"

"I'm also a person with great confidence!"

"Then try it?"

"Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chenfeng suddenly punched him. This punch had a vast ocean of power. Before the punch arrived, the explosive force rubbed the air and the sharp fist wind swept through a piece of dust!

The literary and artistic madman flashed in his eyes, and he punched him and went up to meet him!

"Bang!"

It was like two stars colliding, and it made a burst of explosion.

Both of them were still standing there without retreating.

"good!"

Ye Chenfeng smiled, and then he slapped out another palm, and a thunderous palm force came, and a wave of heat swept across!

The man's messy hair was lifted up, and the scorching breath hit his cheeks.

The literary and artistic maniac had a cold curve on the corner of his mouth and punched him up.

"Sharp!"

The fists and palms were connected, and they made a sound that was close to the metal collision! It can be seen how hard the fists and palms of the two were!

However, in the first confrontation, the literary and artistic maniac was obviously at a disadvantage and couldn't help but take a few steps back!

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng no longer hid his strength, and appeared in front of the literary and artistic madman in a blink of an eye, and turned his hands into claws and grabbed it at an incredible angle. The literary and artistic madman quickly retreated, but his body was still caught!
Chapter completed!