I practice martial arts, and it’s normal to be invincible billions of times, right?

The two looked at each other and signed the agreement.

The tour guide immediately took out two bank cards from his pocket and pushed them in front of the two.

"These two cards are the compensation that our group specially compensates the two people, and the password is six ones.

After the tour guide finished speaking, the whole person leaned back on the sofa.

"As for the monthly luxury double tour, you two can contact our company at any time, and there will be someone to connect with you.

Yan Fei nodded, stuffed the card into his pocket, and waved his hand around Wen Shuya.

"Okay, we'll be sent back to the campsite in a moment, we're going to take a break. The

guide nodded, showing a humble smile.

"Okay, Mr. Yan, I'll arrange a special car to send you two back, and the two of you will rest for a while. The

tour guide arranged a special car to take Yan Fei and Wen Shuya back to the campsite.

As soon as she entered the hut, Wen Shuya went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Yan Fei continued to sit on the bed and look at the painting.

Now he is more and more convinced that the person in the painting must still be alive.

I took out my phone, took a picture of the photo, and sent it with one click.

"Does anyone know about this painting?" Yan

Fei sent a message in the social circle.

As a result, the message disappeared along with the photo, almost instantly.

Yan Fei frowned, feeling that there must be something strange about this matter.

I sent a few messages in a row, but they were all sent out and even the message was gone.

"System!Send me this message!Set it to be undeletable!"

OK.

...

Soon, this weird painting was sent to Yan Fei's social circle.

Countless people liked and commented in an instant.

"Hehe, fight with me?" Yan

Fei looked at the replies excitedly, hoping to find something useful from the group of ridicule.

Just looking at it, the phone screen suddenly went black and froze.

Yan

Fei took out her mobile phone from Wen Shuya's clothes, and when she pressed it, it also froze.

Thinking about what happened just now, Yan Fei felt that it should be broken by the water.

Throwing the phone on the couch, he turned around and peeked at the bathroom door.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a grumbling sound outside the door.

"Damn, why did your phone freeze?Do you have a phone?"

"I don't have it either! Yan

Fei's LSP soul that had just been ignited instantly became cold, and he opened the door and looked outside.

Many tourists gathered together to complain about the sudden death of their mobile phones.

A hint of foreboding suddenly arose in my heart.

Yan Fei patted his head.

"System, delete that message. "

【OK】

......

After the words were finished on the front foot, the two mobile phones on the sofa on the back foot made a boot tone at the same time.

Immediately after that, Yan Fei heard a loud bang on the second floor.

After a few steps of running upstairs, I saw that the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, and the paintings on the walls disappeared inexplicably.

He walked through the floor-to-ceiling window and saw a dark figure rushing frantically into the distance with a painting in hand.

"Stop, give me the painting!" Yan

Fei jumped off the second floor and chased after the thief.

That kid was extremely fast, and Yan Fei chased for three or four kilometers without catching that kid.

Seeing that this kid was running farther and farther, and the surrounding environment was becoming more and more unfamiliar, Yan Fei had to give up and go back the same way to think about why he stole the painting.

But when he returned to the campsite, Yan Feiren was stupid, the glass on the second floor of several rows of small buildings was broken, and all the portraits hanging on them were stolen.

Now Yan Fei knew in his heart, these people are absolutely sick

! If you are afraid that people will know about it, don't hang it out!

Why do you still steal it when someone else takes a picture?

Yan Fei strode in front of the person in charge of the camp and grabbed him by the neck.

"Can you explain to me how the painting was stolen?"

Several big men stepped forward, but they were all stopped by the person in charge of reaching out his hand.

"Sir, this is an internal matter of our camp, please do not inquire further, we have reason to suspect that you did it.

"You TM fart! I just sent the picture, and all the mobile phones in the entire camp died, what kind of conspiracy are you doing!" Yan

Fei roared and exerted pressure on the person in charge.

The person in charge was not afraid to laugh.

"Mr. Yan, please be respectful, what do you think you are?"

Yan Fei's heart tightened when he said this, why did this kid talk so wildly?

The person in charge slapped Yan Fei's hands with his hand and knocked off the shackles around his neck.

"Mr. Yan, you are just a vase held out by a small branch of our company, don't take yourself too seriously, I advise you to go back to the house now and have a good time with your partner, okay

?" The smile of the person in charge was extremely arrogant, and his face was full of "What do you want to do with me?"

Yan Fei felt how unhappy he was.

But now he really can't turn his face with the show, otherwise he will have to be expelled, let alone the escort affair.

His hands were crunched, but he still turned his head to leave.

"Eh, what position did I say you are?" Yan

Fei suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the person in charge.

The person in charge shook his head like a villain.

"I am the person in charge of the campsite.

"Is the position in your company important?"

"Bottom management, not big, petty officials... Poof"

After hearing him say that he was a little official, Yan Fei picked up his fist and smashed it on his face, almost knocking him out on the spot.

"I thought you were the chairman!Tell you, don't pretend to be with your Uncle Yan Fei!"

After this punch, Yan Fei turned around and went back to the house.

Wen Shuya had already taken a shower and rested on the bed on the second floor.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, he poked his head out of the small attic on the second floor.

"Ah, you're back, why did you go just now?" Yan

Fei climbed the stairs and sat on the edge of the bed sulking.

"What's the matter, little handsome guy, who offended you again?" Wen

Shuya got up from the bed and leaned on Yan Fei's shoulder to look at him.

"It's okay, it's the brain-dead camp administrator who provoked me. "

Oh... I'm guessing you're going to beat him up again.

Yan Fei frowned, he was really too lazy to talk to others now.

He became more and more convinced that his experience in the past two days must have something to do with the painting.

"Sister Wen, do you have any other clues about that painting?"

Wen Shuya hugged Yan Fei's neck with a charming expression.

"We just escaped from the brink of life and death, and if we don't do something that needs to be done, what are you always thinking about that broken painting? It's not yours, good boy, rest for a while, sleep and nothing will be gone. With

that, he took Yan Fei into his arms and slowly collapsed on the bed.

The sky turned from bright to dark, and the theft of the paintings did not affect the tourists in the slightest.

Everyone sat on the grass and introduced themselves to each other.

Not far away, on the small slope, Yan Fei lay on Wen Shuya's lap, looking at the twinkling starry sky.

Wen Shuya spread her hair, and the smile on her face was so gentle.

Two delicate little hands lay on Yan Fei's cheeks.

"Little handsome guy, are you still thinking about that painting, why are you sad?"

Yan Fei shook his head: "No, I'm thinking, Sister Wen, if you want to go with me to meet your parents, anyway, the raw rice is cooked, and I can't let you go if you want to run."

Wen Shuya smiled and shook her head: "Why do you always want to eat and live with your sister?" Didn't you say, my sister is not a little girl, I don't expect you to be responsible, you haven't grown up yet, do you know how to be responsible, so you won't let me go all day."

Yan Fei was very dissatisfied.

"Who said you haven't grown up, Sister Wen, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense

!" "You little villain, I said it's psychological, who told you about the outside!" Wen

Shuya smiled and slapped Yan Fei's face, not painful or itchy, and doted on it.