Vol 4 Chapter 40: The first beauty is a fake face

Vol 4 Chapter 40: The first beauty is a fake face

"Hehehe.... Now that no one bothers us, you just stay still and don't move. I promise to make two cuts, but if you move, I can't promise." Fan Qianhan blinked his eyes. , with a bit of a playful smile in his eyes.

But with her smiling tone saying cruel things that smear other people's faces, will Lin Peishan not move? Of course not.

"No, get out, get out of here, I don't want to disfigure, don't disfigure..."

Lin Peishan put her hands on the ground, seeing the man half squatting down with the dagger in front of her face, her beautiful eyes shrank, and she was even more frightened. While trembling, he said at the same time, "You... do you know who I am, I am Lin Peishan, the first beauty of the northern base, Lin Peishan, if you dare to hurt me, the God of War forces will not let you go, And Li Dongyi, Lu Mingran, Chai Fengyao, Huangfuyan...they won't let you go."

"Well—" Fan Qianhan blinked, "Who are they? I don't know."

Behind him, Feng Zhoulong silently listened to the corner: "..." Where did this stunning woman come from?

However, this woman Lin Peishan actually knew so many people, and they were all famous people in the northern base. Well, sure enough, this **** has hooked up with more than one before, but he was so naive to think that she was pure and clean, but she was only pursued by those men. Woolen cloth. It's so disgusting to think about now.

Compared to Feng Zhoulong's silent complaints, Lin Peishan who heard the words over there was surprised to vomit blood, "You...you don't know them, they are all strong in the northern base, as long as something happens to me, they will definitely come. To avenge me, you dare to touch me—"

Feng Zhoulong's face turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth fiercely. This Lin Peishan is really good! If it were him, he would really have to hesitate. Their current arms dealer, all the brothers are still injured. If he really moved Lin Peishan, he would probably cause trouble. If an arms dealer is in trouble, then he is in the arms of the God of War, and he is afraid that he will become a sinner again.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Zhoulong's whole person is not well, and his head hangs a little slack. Could it be that there is nothing he can do about this vicious woman Lin Peishan?

But in the next second, an indifferent female voice sounded, soothing his unwillingness.

"Tsk - what are you trying to prove by saying so much? I don't know them, even if they come to avenge you, just let them come. It just so happens that a newcomer like me can also have a good experience in this northern base. The strength of a strong man." Fan Qianhan was not in a hurry to get off the knife, but played with the dagger in his hand with great interest, rubbing his chin, as if he was really considering the feasibility of this matter.

"You—" Lin Peishan's eyes widened, shocked by the woman's wild words.

Fan Qianhan's eyes turned slightly, and fell on her face again, and said with a half-smile, "Okay, since you are so active in sending those strong people to your door, I will be welcome, you don't move, let me Let's see where to get the knife, I promise you will be ugly."

Xie Zhao chuckled and glanced at the domineering man beside him. It really wasn't that the whole family did not enter the house. This arrogant tone was very similar.

"Ah, you dare, you dare, I don't, don't, get out of the way, get out of the way for me, An Xin, An Xin save me, An Xin—" Lin Peishan shook her head frantically, struggling to move her head to the ground. Buried, I really can't think that this woman would not be afraid of those people. It was obvious that once she said so before, even Li Kai, the captain of the God of War, would let her a little bit, but now this woman is so brave and so bold.

The pear blossoms on her beautiful and beautiful face were crying with rain, and she was crying so pitifully.

The onlookers around also felt a little sympathetic, but they were held back by their female companions. Without those men, Lin Anxin seemed to be addicted. This time, he did not follow Lin Peishan's words. Rescue, this time, even Lin Peishan is completely isolated and helpless.

"Tsk..." Fan Qianhan couldn't help wrinkling her brows as she watched her head twitching, "Okay, seeing you shaking, I really can't get a knife."

"The one behind you, come and help me press him."

"Ah—" Feng Zhoulong pointed at his nose and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's you, is there anyone else around here besides you?" Fan Qianhan raised her brows, did not turn her head, and continued, "Come on, help me hold her down, If those people really come to avenge her, I will take care of her, don't worry, I won't find you."

Feng Zhoulong, who was quite moved by what Fan Qianhan said, also had a bit of eagerness on his face, with a tangled face with a smile, he was torn between helping or not.

"Why, don't you dare?"

These words, which were not even sarcastic, aroused his nerves instantly, and the balance in his heart swept to one side.

Then a decisive look appeared on his handsome face, and he glared angrily, "Dare, what's not to dare."

With two poohs, those who were gearing up rushed up, neatly pressing Lin Peishan's two constantly struggling arms and knocking him down to the ground.

Fan Qianhan raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, this kid's movements are really neat, it seems that he really hates this woman.

Feng Zhoulong didn't care about Lin Peishan's screams, even with a faint joy on his face, raised his eyes to look at Fan Qianhan opposite, "Why don't you do it, hurry up, there are people with the power of the God of War around here, if It's too late, they're coming."

"Ah—Feng Zhoulong—" Lin Peishan, who had been stalling for time, heard a sharp cry that pierced the sky, her eyes staring viciously at the face above, this **** man.

"Uh..." Feng Zhoulong's happy face froze, as if he had done something stupid again.

The corners of Fan Qianhan's mouth also twitched, this foolish child is really helpless. But fortunately, he joined the right team. Since she was the first arms dealer where her man belonged, she said she was covering him, so she covered him.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the two, Fan Qianhan slashed the knife neatly and directly engraved the white and tender face.

"Ah—" The shrill screams came instantly, and the people around them got goosebumps.

Over there, Xie Zhao and Lin Hu swallowed their saliva in unison. Look how miserable it is... tsk tsk... but why did they listen to it so well.

Just when everyone wanted to be more serious, proving that it was wrong to smear other people's faces, but they couldn't help but want to snicker, Fan Qianhan's voice came, "Okay."

As soon as the dagger was mentioned, Feng Zhoulong immediately saw the face that used to be the number one beauty in the northern base.

"Hey—" He sucked in a breath of cold air, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Hahahaha... Oh my god, bastard, hahahaha... This **** is so vivid... …”

Feng Zhoulong laughed out of breath and let go of his hand. Lin Peishan, who was below, was free. He touched his face with trembling hands, and there was blood on his hand. Her eyes stared in horror, and her hoarse voice screamed again, "Ah—my face, my face, what you said was just two knives—"

Fan Qianhan wiped the dagger's hand for a while, raised her eyes to look at her, and said with a half-smile, "Yeah, I said two knives, but only if you don't move, look at you. What I struggled just now is far from the condition of not moving, so I'm just free to play."

Under the eyes of Lin Peishan who wanted to eat people, the end of her eyes rose slightly, and then she said, "Oh, by the way, you put something in it under your face, a lot of water will flow out of my knife, And that white thing on your chin, no wonder you are so thick-skinned."

Fan Qianhan muttered while continuing to wipe the dagger.

As soon as she said these words, the onlookers knew what was going on, and the news that the former number one beauty of the North Base had a fake face immediately spread.

Lin Peishan's already grim and blurry face froze, and then the scream sounded again, "Ah—"

The delicate body fell to the ground with a smashing sound, and the dust was raised, and this time it was really dizzy.

"Tsk.... I praised her for being thick-skinned just now. Why can't I take it anymore? It seems that my psychological ability is too poor." Fan Qianhan shook his head rather boringly, and then held a dagger to Shi Shiran. He left, leaving a place of shock and daze.

My God, this stunning woman has such a vicious temperament, seeing that she is dizzy and disgusted with her poor psychological endurance, no one can say such a thing.

Feng Zhoulong: "..."

After being silent for a while, he quickly left this place of right and wrong, and quietly hid behind Xie Zhao's group.