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"Of course!"
Western European Banner smiled demurely and invited Xu Fu into the house, while giving him a sizing-up look without any politeness. He was young, handsome, with a somewhat childlike face and a quiet personality. His eyes, in particular, were sharp and captivating, giving off an inexplicable sense of pressure.
No wonder he's the Person of the Year!
Theoborn muttered to himself, walked to the kitchen, poured coffee into a cup, placed it on the table, and said with a smile.
"Do Mr. Xiao and Linda know each other?"
"Just call me Xu Fu. Mr. Xiao is too old-fashioned for me."
"Okay, then I'll call you Xu Fu. What's your relationship with Linda?"
"friend"
"You came here today because..."
"Take her away for Christmas"
Xu Fu smiled and turned to the girl in front of him, asking, "Ms. McDougall, what is your relationship with Linda?"
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Theoborn blushed slightly: "You know my name, Linda told you!"
Of course not.
Xu Fu shook his head slightly: "It's not difficult to get your information. After all, you are wanted by the US FBI, the US intelligence agency No. 6, and the Russian KGB. They believe you are an extremely dangerous terrorist with super destructive power."
Upon hearing these words, Swarn's smile vanished instantly, and his eyes turned icy.
"who are you?"
"I've already told you, Xu Fu-Xiao. As for the rest, it's none of your business." He paused, then added...
"Don't worry, Ms. McDougall, I have no interest in you, nor am I your enemy."
Although Theoborn kept reassuring himself, my banshee intuition told me that the boy in front of me was dangerous and not as simple as he seemed.
Xu Fu smiled, ignoring the warning from the person he was speaking to, and picked up the Times on the table and began to flip through it casually.
He's the man on the cover of the magazine, an artistic side-by-side photo that makes him look incredibly charismatic and imposing.
To be honest, although Xu Fu was selected as the weekly's Person of the Year, he had not read the magazine. After flipping through it for the first time and doing a cursory glance, he couldn't help but shake his head.
As expected of a world-renowned magazine, he even wrote about his grandfather and Hong Kong religious sects, and even called him "the son of the Mafia".
"These editors are really feeding ingrates: they received a million dollars in funding, yet they still dare to write like this."
Xu Fu narrowed his eyes: Perhaps he should find a way to teach them a lesson.
Chapter 1154 The Meteor Fall Incident!
Seeing Xu Fu flipping through a magazine, Hayward gradually lowered his guard, wondering what he was thinking.
How much of the news about you in the magazines is true?
Xu Fu, without looking to the side, replied, "Thirty percent."
"So, you do indeed have Yamaguchi-gumi blood, and are the grandson of Zhang Lingshou, the leader of the Hong Gang, and your mother..."
Xu Fu suddenly raised his head
“Ms. McDougall, we’re not close enough to talk about family.”
Theoborn looked bewildered and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was too talkative."
"The coffee's cold, I'll go get another one."
Haiweng picked up his coffee and strode towards the kitchen. The Times described Xu Fu-Xiao as casual, relaxed, yet ruthless; a notorious and unassuming figure in the seaside town's underworld. I initially thought this was mere hype, but his eyes revealed a different side. He was a very special person, possibly possessing supernatural powers!
Just then, the door opened, and Linda, clutching a large pile of food, stepped inside. Seeing Xu Fu on the sofa, she didn't say a word, turned around, and went into the bedroom.
Bang
After the door closed, the doorknob vibrated rapidly.
Xu Fu put the magazine aside, walked towards the bedroom, and knocked on the door as he went.
"Linda, open the door, I have something to tell you."
"I don't want to see you, get out!"
"Please open the door!"
"I said get out!"
"Since you don't want to see me, then I'm leaving."
After saying that, Xu Fu turned to leave, but when he reached the door, he turned back and said, "By the way, I heard that someone from your hometown is coming."
The door to the house was kicked open, and a Kryptonian woman with a tense expression jumped out: "What do you mean, Drew Zod? He's coming for us."
Of course not.
Xu Fu shrugged: "Why did you open the door if I didn't tell you?"
"You are..."
The girl scolded, "You bastard, you liar, you lied to me again..."
"Okay, okay, I sincerely apologize to you. I was wrong, it's all my fault."
Xu Fu raised his hand and pointed outside: "It's snowing, why don't you go for a walk?"
Linda glared at him, then vanished like a hurricane.
Xu Fu shook his head helplessly, put on his coat, and followed him out.
Siobhan stared at the broken door with a strange expression on her face. For a moment, she seemed to realize something.
...
Metropolitan areas have always been unsuitable places to live: too many people, too many cars, too much exhaust fumes, making cities hotter than anywhere else in the world, like a giant steamer. As the goose meat disappears, so does the steamer.
Linda wasn't a soft-hearted girl; she walked up to the park and asked directly.
Tell me, what do you want from me?
We'll take you home for Christmas.
This is your house, not mine.
"You should ask the old man and your master if they've ever treated you like an outsider."
Linda fell silent for a moment: her teacher and mentor were the only people she cherished on Earth, her time living in the Xiao family was a rare and warm memory, and there was also Aunt Zhou, whose dumplings were delicious.
Thinking of this, the girl's tone softened.
"They called you."
"The old man told me that if I didn't bring you home for Christmas, he would cut off my escape route." "Your owner kept bothering me, asking why I couldn't get through to your phone and if something was wrong."
Xu Fu spread his hands, his expression slightly annoyed: "I don't understand, I've spent more time with them, so why do you like them more?"
Linda scratched her hand dismissively.
"What elder would like someone who's a liar like you?"
"So you agree?"
"Of course I'll come back, but not with you. We're fine."
"Okay, whatever you say."
Xu Fu rubbed his forehead and stretched while leaning back in his chair.
During the New Year's Day holiday, the park was packed with people. Because of the snow, several girls recognized Xu Fu-Xiao and ran up to him screaming, asking for photos and autographs.
Xu Fu reluctantly agreed. After taking a group photo, the girls hugged him tightly, invited him to the ice rink, and made all sorts of ambiguous little gestures.
Xu Fu was a man who had long been involved in the "murder" business, but he did not try to understand the complexities of the profession. After being seriously and politely refused, he left with Linda.
"You're really popular with girls!"
Linda pouted, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm on her face: "A young and handsome mob boss, a celebrity in Time magazine, a billionaire, a super-rich man, ha!"
"It's like a pile of poop chocolate, no wonder flies are swarming around it wanting to taste it."
Xu Fu: "..."
What are you saying? That's not good.
Linda said mercilessly, "Now you regret it, you regret dating me. Otherwise, you could have picked up all those feminine virtues and gone to a hotel for a carefree rendezvous. This isn't the first time you've done this..."
Xu Fu sighed: "In your eyes, am I a despicable person?"
The girl grinned: "A man who has slept with more than a dozen different women by the age of 17 should be talking about nobility."
Xu Fu: "..."
"Speak! Why won't you speak? Is it because you're unable to answer, or because I've exposed you and you have nothing to say?"
At that moment, a black BMW pulled up to the side of the road. The door opened, and a nervous-looking Billy strode forward. I don't know what he said, but Xu Fu's expression immediately turned serious. He said, "I don't know what you're talking about."