Chapter 3293: The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Sick Musician (44)

It starts with the word "Ye".

It is the secret guard of the prince of Dingyuan Marquis's mansion, the most cold-blooded, ruthless, dark and murderous team.

They are responsible for all conspiracies and bloody storms, and they will do whatever the master orders.

But now...

Dragon boat racing? ? ?

Ye Fu was confused when he heard the prince's order, and even suspected that he had heard it wrong. He looked at Feng Xiao, blankly and unreal, and a crack appeared on his wooden face. He asked tentatively: "Dragon boat racing...?"

"Win that prize." Feng Xiao leaned back lazily, and his eyes were deep and cold when he glanced sideways, and his aura was very strong, "Don't come back if you can't get the first place."

Ye Fu: "..."

He was messy in the wind, and he looked out through the open window with difficulty. He could just see the gift for the dragon boat racing on display, which was a very delicate and small object.

But——

Shouldn't that be what girls like? ! !

When will the prince who has always been cynical and decisive in killing people... like such a cute thing?

Ye Fo's face was tense, and his eyes were a little hard to describe, but he still said yes, and then hurriedly left to summon the dark guards, ready to race against time to participate in the dragon boat race.

"Ye Fu, what did you say?! Dragon boat jam?" After hearing what Ye Fu said, one of the black-clothed dark guards holding a sword jumped up directly. Ye Lin sneered and said coldly: "Don't play me."

"That's right, what the hell is dragon boat jam?"

"It seems like a joke."

"I don't believe it."

"Boss, can you be serious?"

Ye Fu, who was collectively attacked, had a dark face, "If you don't believe it, go ask the prince yourself!" It depends on whether you have the courage to ask.

After Ye Fu's words fell, the atmosphere was quiet for a second or two. The other dark guards looked at Ye Fu's expression that didn't look like he was joking at all, and fell into a subtle silence.

"No, if the prince said something about punishing evil and eliminating evil, it would be fine, but dragon boat racing?" Ye Lin's voice was stunned.

Ye Fu said coldly: "It's normal for the prince to have changing interests and hobbies."

We don't know, and we don't dare to ask.

"..."

Finally,

a group of black-clad secret guards came to the place where the dragon boat race was registered, looking like they were going to mess up the place...

The old man in charge of registration was shocked when he saw the group of black-clad men, and trembled: "What are you going to do?!"

He was ready to call for help the next second!

"Register!" Ye Fu said coldly,

and it was very awkward to spit out the two words.

I have been a secret guard for more than ten years, and I have never encountered such a difficult matter.

Old man: "..."

Registering is like messing up the place? !

He rolled his eyes unceremoniously, his white beard trembled, and he said angrily: "Registration has just ended."

Ye Fu was silent for a moment, thinking about the death order given by the prince.

"Snap--" sound.

The old man's body shook, his beard trembled, and he almost jumped up from his seat.

Then he saw a bag of silver thrown on the table in the next second.

"Sign up." Ye Fu repeated these two words coldly.

Old man: "..."

He looked at the group of people in front of him with strange and complicated eyes. No matter how he looked at them... they looked like gang leaders.

"Okay, okay." The old man took the silver without hesitation, and smiled so much that a flower almost bloomed on his face.

When the dragon boat race started,

Ning Yu'an was watching in another teahouse, his clear eyes like glass beads, reflecting the prosperous scene.