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My Lustful Aunt | Chapter 522 One Chance 

"I agree, but only once." The Dragon Girl stared directly at Ye Fan, completely in her Dragon Girl mode, her icy aura lowering the surrounding air temperature.

Ye Fan's face once again displayed that confident smile. Then, he left without looking back.

After Ye Fan left, the Dragon Girl returned to her seat, her body slightly weak, as if she had just mustered immense courage. If she truly agreed to Ye Fan's request, it would be going against the organization's orders. However, deep down, she still firmly believed that Ye Fan was her last faith and support, and she hoped for a resolution to what happened back then.

In her heart, she couldn't help but think of her master, who had brought her into the Dragon Fang training camp and loved her like a father. A piercing pain almost made her collapse onto the table, her face turning extremely pale.

After leaving the restaurant, Ye Fan walked out of the hotel and hailed a taxi outside. Yesterday, under Deco's guidance, he had visited many places in the city. Upon returning, Ye Fan noticed that there seemed to be more eyes watching him.

Those eyes didn't belong to Dragon Fang, nor even to any South African intelligence organization. If they were from a South African intelligence organization, Ren Zhihua would have notified him immediately. It seemed the organization had another agency operating in South Africa. Or perhaps they were simply sent directly from China to inspect him.

So, which faction did these people belong to?

Although he realized he was being followed, Ye Fan didn't deliberately alert them, instead making them more vigilant. He pretended to be oblivious, letting the taxi driver take him for a leisurely stroll around the city. This was a necessary preparation he made before every mission.

After several years of development, South Africa had undergone tremendous changes, and Ye Fan needed to understand the city's layout. Even if his mission failed, he could escape calmly. Especially since his memory was exceptional, he could remember every place he had been, even after just one glance.

That day, except for a brief phone call to Andrei, he remained in the taxi, leading him on a aimless tour of the city. On the other hand, his followers were somewhat confused, wondering what Ye Fan was up to.

As night fell, Ye Fan arrived at the entrance of a bar and had his driver drop him off. The most direct way to understand a city's nightlife is to visit its bars. It wasn't yet time to go, and the bar wasn't crowded. Ye Fan ordered a beer and sat in a corner.

The group following him were several Chinese men; their presence in the bar easily attracted Ye Fan's attention. They didn't go in but instead remained nearby, monitoring the situation.

Night gradually fell, and the bar grew noisier, with more and more people coming in. Deafening heavy metal music, combined with the effects of alcohol, filled the air as people indulged in the revelry of the night.

Ye Fan drank his beer, his gaze drifting out the bar window. In the darkness, inside a black Volkswagen, two Chinese men were smoking and also looking towards the bar. However, they couldn't see Ye Fan inside.

"May I sit here?" At that moment, a slightly thin but very energetic Black man approached with two beers and asked very respectfully.

Ye Fan looked up at him, saw the black man's white teeth and faint smile, and nodded, saying, "Go ahead."

Hearing Ye Fan's agreement, the black man sat down gentlemanly and placed one of his beers in front of Ye Fan, saying, "I'll buy you a beer."

Ye Fan nodded, picked up his beer, took a small sip, and looked at the night outside, saying, "How did you arrange this? Don't make too much of a fuss."

"It's fine, everything's arranged. They won't have any suspicions." At this moment, the black man also took a sip of his beer and said in a deep voice.

"Then let's get started." Ye Fan turned his head, glanced at the black man's face, and smiled, "Black Dragon, what's that lecherous Andrei doing now?"

"The boss hooked up with a tribal chief's daughter today, and he's having a good time." The black man seemed to remember something and said with a disdainful look. After speaking, he took out his phone and made a call.

"That guy Andrei, if he delays my business, I'll make him impotent," Ye Fan said calmly, putting down his glass.

As he finished speaking, Black Dragon gave a look of strong agreement, though he still subconsciously squeezed his legs together; there was a chill in that area.

Outside the bar, a white Buick suddenly pulled out, seemingly malfunctioning. It swayed a few times on the street before suddenly veering and crashing into the black Volkswagen. Although it was only a minor impact, it still produced a deafening sound.

Soon, the Volkswagen's door opened, and two Chinese men jumped out, cursing and snarling, their expressions extremely ferocious. They kept glancing towards the bar entrance, seemingly watching something.

At this moment, four tall, burly black men jumped out of the Buick and immediately surrounded the two Chinese men. Although they were the ones who had caused the collision, they seemed very angry; one of them was carrying a submachine gun, looking extremely menacing.

Soon, eight more Chinese men appeared from different directions, rushing towards the scene of the incident. They had been following Ye Fan all day, previously scattered around the bar to prevent him from leaving through other exits. Seeing their man surrounded by several black men, they immediately rushed over, fearing the situation would escalate.

This was, after all, black territory; a mishandling of the situation could lead to bloodshed. They were legally allowed to carry guns and often had close ties with the local police. Even when guns were fired at them in the street, the Chinese men were powerless to stop it. Although

they vaguely sensed something was wrong, they didn't dwell on it.

"Don't cause any deaths, just teach them a lesson," Ye Fan said, standing up and turning to walk outside.

Black Dragon immediately got up and followed Ye Fan, relaying his orders.

The scene of the car accident outside was chaotic. Although the black men hadn't fired yet, they were extremely arrogant after receiving the order. The Chinese men tried their best to defuse the situation, but their tempers were also rising. After all, they were considered special agents back home, highly skilled, but they hadn't acted due to overthinking.

Seeing the arrogant black men, the group exchanged glances, wanting to resolve the current conflict quickly to prevent Ye Fan from leaving the bar.

A fight could break out at any moment…

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