Chapter 542

More than a hundred days ago, when the two fraskins laboriously lifted their "20 million US dollars" from GABAR lake, they also found two things.

One was the long knife that shook fraskin's eyes.

The other is the anklet worn on the left ankle.

As for the guy who is dead with a knife and full of masculine masculinity, why he still wears a foot chain very Niang, fraskein can only think that this is the non mainstream favorite of young people.

Now many young people are wearing earrings and tight pants that show a woman's good figure?

Wearing a Anklet is absolutely normal.

Fang Yuan was sent to the emergency room of the hospital. When he underwent a general examination, these two things were kept by fraskein and handed over to Katyusha. Then he happily traveled around the world with a check of $20 million.

These two things, along with the surrounding area, were brought back to Moscow by Katyusha.

Then, whether in Moscow or in a seaside resort villa, Katyusha took these two things with her wherever she went.

Because she knows very well that these two things are of great significance to Fang Yuan. Maybe one day he will want them when he wakes up.

Fang Yuan finally woke up, but he even forgot who he was. How could he think of those two things?

He asked, "what?"

"Your stuff."

"My stuff?"

"Well, wait a minute, soon."

Katyusha smiled softly and went away. She took up her white cloud like gauze dress and went away with a gust of fragrance: she thought those two things might be helpful to the recovery of memory.

Fang Yuan sat on the beach bed, turned his head and watched the little girl run into the seaside villa. Then he looked at the sea in the distance in a daze.

No matter when he can think of who he is, there is no doubt that it will take him a long time to get familiar with the current environment and the girl who said she would be his bride tonight.

He lost his memory, but he could see that Katyusha was a stunning beauty. Like those bodyguards in black suits, they were all Russian - and he was Asian.

A gorgeous and powerful little beauty, why did she cry and shout to be his bride?

Well, you have to think about it.

Can be special, no matter how good the area is, I can't figure out what's going on.

The sound of light footsteps woke up the dazed area. Looking back, Katyusha came quickly with a long scabbard knife in her hands.

The scabbard of the long sword is specially designed for awesome shark skin when he returned to Moscow.

"This is a knife."

When the girl came to the bed with a knife in her hands, she naturally knelt down in front of him and raised her hands, Fang Yuan slowly reached out and picked up the knife.

"Yes, this is your knife."

Katyusha raised her chin and whispered, "a good knife. Walter said that he had never seen such a sharp knife in his life -- what's the matter with you? "

Katyusha found that Fang Yuan's right hand obviously trembled when she picked up the knife.

"I don't know why."

Fang Yuan slowly retracted his right hand, held the long knife in front of his chest, looked down and said slowly: "suddenly there was a feeling of deja vu. He felt that this knife should not be hidden in the scabbard."

Speaking of the last word, Fang Yuan's left hand had grasped the scabbard, but his right hand held the handle and waved it leisurely -- when he was smoking and chatting with his men under a coconut tree in the distance and inadvertently looked at the young lady, he suddenly saw a cold flash!

At such a distance, yaksky could feel the cold and bitter chill from the fleeting cold. He couldn't help fighting for a cold war, and everything disappeared again.

Then he saw a knife.

The knife was held in Fang Yuan's hand and seemed to be casually placed obliquely above the table (there was a table with a fruit tray and a book at the head of the beach bed). There was no action.

But then, there was a reality that stunned yaksky: the antique table made of solid wood, together with the plastic fruit plate, several fruits and the book, slowly cracked from the middle and poured on both sides.

His seemingly random knife actually split such a solid table!?

When jaksky's pupil suddenly contracted, he felt the danger he had never seen before, and subconsciously backhanded to pull out the gun.

Just after he caught the handle of the gun, he suddenly woke up: he didn't dare to dance a knife to his uncle. That's a prelude to death... But his knife was too scary just now. Aren't you afraid to scare the young lady?

Yaksky and others must call Fangyuan uncle, which Katyusha insisted. According to the Chinese traditional culture she understood, no one is allowed to resist, including postaf.

After a round knife was wielded, Jacques sky tens of meters away was startled, but Katyusha, who was close to him, didn't even blink.

Because she knew that no matter whether the man remembered her or not, he would not hurt her.

So, when she looked at the knife slowly in the square, she said softly, "good knife."

"It's really a good knife. But it really shouldn't have been hidden in the scabbard. It should -- "

Fang Yuan was not surprised that he could achieve the effect of frightening yaksky with one knife.

For him, such a knife was just as natural as he felt the back of his head itch and raised his hand to scratch.

"Where should I put it?"

Katyusha raised her eyebrows slightly.

Fang Yuan didn't hesitate. As soon as he turned his wrist and flashed a cold light, the knife disappeared.

"Where's the knife?"

Katyusha is a little silly.

She was so close that she didn't see where he hid such a long knife.

"Here it is."

Fang Yuan said, turning his right hand like a magic trick, and the knife reappeared in Katyusha's sight.

Some laboriously swallowed and spit. Katyusha asked, "where did you hide the knife just now?"

Fang Yuan slowly turned his wrist and showed Katyusha how he hid the long knife in the sleeve of his left hand.

Then he said thoughtfully, "I just think the knife should be put here."

Katyusha reached out her hand and touched the knife hidden in her sleeve across her clothes. She was worried and asked, "put it here? Won't hurt your arm by mistake? Also, it will affect your raising your hand. "

"No. As for why not, I can't tell. Maybe it's because the long knife has been integrated with me after it enters the sleeve. "

Fang Yuan said with a wave of his right hand, put the long knife into the sheath, put it on the coiled knee and asked, "where's the second thing?"

Katyusha raised her right hand.

In the midday sun, qiaosu carried a red rope in her hand.

Two small silver bells are tied to the bright red rope.

Each little silver bell is engraved with a ferocious ancient Chinese beast.

The slender hands shook slightly, and the two small silver bells made a pleasant sound of tinkling bells.

"How can I have something only for girls?"

Fang Yuan stretched out a strange hand, took the anklet and shook it at will -- before the bell spread in the air, his head suddenly hurt, blackened in front of his eyes, and tilted on the beach bed with a low, stuffy hum.

"Ah, Secretary Mo, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Qian, the Secretary of Shentong express group, looked up and just wanted to say something to Mobei, who was sitting opposite the table, but saw Secretary Mo, who was originally smiling. Her eyes suddenly turned white, just like a camel who had been trekking in the desert for a long time and could no longer hold on, she fell down -- on the table and scared her to scream.

This time is the lunch time of the company. Hundreds of employees are having dinner and the voice is very noisy.

However, Zhou Qian's scream after being frightened overwhelmed all the voices and immediately attracted everyone's attention. It looked this way.

After his head hit the table heavily, Mobei raised his hand and hugged his head. His face was full of abnormal pain. His originally simple and delicate face was also extremely ferocious and frightening, as if he had become a fierce ghost in an instant.

This made Zhou Qian quickly stand up and reach out to help her. Zhou Qian was startled and her hands were frozen in the air.

The sharp pain she had never experienced was like an invisible big saw sawing her head, which made her unbearable. When she opened her mouth and gave a shrill scream, the pain disappeared like lightning.

Just like never hurt, it came inexplicably and went abruptly.

At most, it hurts less than two seconds?

But in just two seconds, Mo Beibei's face turned pale, and the cold sweat of soybeans rolled down from her smooth forehead.

However, her handsome little face was no longer so ferocious and frightening.

This made Zhou Qian wonder if she was dazzled just now: how could there be such a terrible side in such a simple and clean desert north?

Well, I must have been dazzled. I stayed up too late last night -- Zhou Qian, who reminded herself that she would never stay up again, hurriedly picked up a stack of paper towels and handed them over: "Secretary Mo, don't worry?"

"No, it doesn't matter."

The left hand held the desert north on his forehead, and the right hand swung the movement when swinging. It was so weak, as if he had just finished a marathon.

"What happened to you just now? Do you want to go to the hospital for examination?"

Looking up at the colleagues who looked here, Zhou Qian didn't care. She walked around the table to the north of the desert and held her right arm.

Although everyone was attracted by Zhou Qian's sudden scream, they all saw that Secretary Mo looked very wrong, but no one came to pay attention. After all, there were too many people.

"No, no, thank you, sister Zhou. I'm really fine. Just now I suddenly had a headache. Maybe I stayed up too late last night and was a little depressed. "

Mobei raised his pale little face and forced a smile.

Seeing that her spirit was much better now, Zhou Qian was relieved: "well, it's all right. Then you can have a good rest after dinner."

"No rest."

When Fang Yuan sat up from Katyusha's arms, his face was still a little pale.

Katyusha's face was whiter than he -- Fang Yuan suddenly fell down on the bed, her eyes turned white, as if she were dying right away, which frightened her.

Fortunately, as soon as she held the man in her arms, he quickly returned to normal.

She thought it was Fang Yuan who had just woke up and talked to her for a long time, resulting in exhaustion and touching a hidden danger she didn't know, so she repeatedly advised him to rest.

"Don't worry, I'm really fine."

Fang Yuan blinked hard and looked at the anklet in his hand. His face was unclear. So: just now, he just shook his head at will, and his head suddenly hurt like being split with an axe.

It was a pain he had never felt before. All his consciousness disappeared at that moment, but he could see the door that imprisoned all his memories and opened a crack.

Through the crack in the door, he saw a girl.