Shen Biqin originally wanted to ask Song Hongyan to have dinner.
But when she called, Song Hongyan said that she had something to do today and would make an appointment another day.
When Shen Biqin was about to put down her phone, she vaguely heard screams coming from over there. She was worried that something happened to Song Hongyan, so she called Ye Fan.
After Ye Fan comforted Shen Biqin for a few words, he called Song Hongyan and wanted to inquire about her location, but he couldn't get through.
He had no choice but to contact Lin Baishun.
As soon as the call was connected, Lin Baishun's respectful voice came from the other end: "Brother Fan, good evening!"
Ye Fan got straight to the point: "I can't contact Song Hongyan. I want to see her right away. Is there any way?"
Lin Baishun hesitated for a while: "Brother Fan, Mr. Song has something to do tonight. You can find her later..."
"It seems you know her whereabouts."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Just in time, tell me the address and I will go find her."
Lin Baishun looked hesitant: "Brother Fan..."
Ye Fan interrupted unceremoniously: "Don't talk nonsense to me. I know she is in danger and I want to see her right away."
Lin Baishun gritted his teeth and replied: "Brother Fan, please wait a moment, I will send a car to pick you up."
Half an hour later, a black Mercedes-Benz appeared in Jinzhilin.
Ye Fan was about to get into the car, but Dugu Shang followed him without saying a word.
Ye Fan was stunned: "Why are you following me? You can recover from your injuries in the store."
Dugu Shang said indifferently: "Danger, protect you."
Obviously he knew that Ye Fan was going to a dangerous place, so he stubbornly wanted to follow and protect Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled: "Don't worry, I can protect myself, but you should have a good rest."
Dugu Shang shook his head without hesitation.
"Then let's go together."
Ye Fan knew that Dugu Shang had a stone-like personality, so he stopped insisting and asked him to follow him: "But you'd better wear a mask."
Dugu Shang put on the mask obediently.
The Mercedes-Benz quickly left Jin Zhilin, and half an hour later, it stopped at an inconspicuous gray building.
Dozens of luxury cars were parked at the entrance of the small building, and Lin Baishun was already waiting.
Seeing Dugu Shang following Ye Fan, Lin Baishun was stunned for a moment, and then said respectfully to Ye Fan:
"Brother Fan."
He is full of gratitude to Ye Fan. Without Ye Fan, it would be difficult for him to become the core figure of Wuhu Group in his life.
"Where is Song Hongyan?"
Ye Fan went straight to the topic: "What happened today?"
"Mr. Song and the others are at Taiping Boxing Stadium tonight."
Lin Baishun did not hide anything from Mark: "Mr. Song is fine, he is very safe."
Ye Fan subconsciously said: "A battle with Jiang Hualong?"
He slapped his head and then remembered that Song Hongyan once said that the Zhonghai Circle would compete with Jiang Hualong, and the outcome would determine whether Jiang Hualong would return.
Lin Baishun nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it is this battle."
Ye Fan asked: "How is the situation now?"
Lin Baishun looked miserable: "It's very bad..."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"
Lin Baishun did not hide it from Mark:
"Shen Qianshan was killed, and if you are involved, President Huang and Wu Meng are also involved."
"While the headquarters left President Huang to investigate, it also strictly ordered the Zhonghai Wumeng not to participate in the war. As a result, President Huang and the four major curators were unable to take action."
He smiled bitterly: "Our strongest trump card was directly eliminated."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "This is a bias."
As the representative of the children of the Wu Meng, Huang Feihu is Zhong Hai's military backing. Not allowing Zhong Hai to touch these people is tantamount to tying up the hands of Zhong Hai Wu Meng.
At the same time, Ye Fan felt a flash of guilt in his heart. He was somewhat responsible. If he had not stepped too far on Shen Qianshan, Huang Feihu and the others would not suffer.
"It is indeed a side-effect, but there is no way. President Huang is in Longdu, and the Elder Pavilion is strong. The four major curators cannot do much."
Lin Baishun shook his head gently: "We can only hire a group of good people at a high price."
"These people are quite powerful in combat. Several of them are at the peak of the Yellow Realm. I didn't expect Jiang Hualong to be able to recruit Ji Dian, a disciple of Ba Jian."
"He is a first-class killer and a perfect person in the Mysterious Realm. He is just a hair away from the Earth Realm."
He was helpless: "Our masters simply cannot compete."
"Where are your own masters?"
Ye Fan asked again: "In extraordinary times, if you don't use it, why are you hiding it?"
He knew that whether it was Han Nanhua, Du Tianhu, or Ma Jiacheng, there were powerful and ultimate bodyguards around him.
"The whole army was wiped out."
Lin Baishun smiled bitterly: "We found out that Jiang Hualong had invited Ji Dian, so we thought about killing him before the competition to reduce variables."
"So each family sent out two masters to form a team to attack the lightning coming from Zhonghai."
"Unexpectedly, an insider leaked the secret, and all twelve masters were ambushed and killed."
Lin Baishun showed a hint of self-mockery: "It's like stealing a chicken but losing a lot of rice."
Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Looking at it this way, your cards are indeed bad enough."
He had a slight interest in Jiang Hualong. This guy was really a character. Before he even showed up, Zhong Hai was defeated by a fight.
Ji Dian's whereabouts were leaked, maybe it was Jiang Hualong's intention to annihilate Zhonghai's active forces.
"Very pessimistic."
Lin Baishun exhaled a long breath: "The master we invited was killed instantly like a melon sliced by lightning."
"He almost killed all five of our masters with one sword strike."
He sighed sadly: "This battle will only be a disaster."
Of course, there is a glimmer of hope, which is to use Han Nanhua's trump card, Han Tang. But if this happens, the Han family will be targeted by thousands of people.
After all, Han Tang is a shady person.
Ye Fan looked forward: "Take me to see."
Lin Baishun was startled and looked hesitant: "Brother Fan, Mr. Song has an order not to let you get involved. This is a Jianghu matter..."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Ye Fan snorted: "I don't want to get involved in your affairs, but I can't watch you lose in a mess."
"Besides, I just went to take a look and experience, and I didn't say I wanted to take action."
Ye Fan waved his hand impatiently: "Take me there quickly."
He, Han Nanhua, Song Hongyan and the others have been tied together for a long time. How could he not care about what happened tonight?
"Brother Fan..."
Lin Baishun wanted to say something more, but Ye Fan glared at him. He was startled and stretched out his hand:
"Please this way, please this way."
Ye Fan walked in with Dugu Shang.
Walk into the small gray building, go through the hall, come to the end, then take the elevator straight down to the third floor, and come out into a long corridor paved with marble.
Passing through the corridor and passing three iron bars, you enter the center of the underground building, which is a two-story rotunda with a diameter of 50 meters and a width.
The top is a transparent glass cover, and in the middle of the hall, which is the center point of the building, stands an international standard platform one meter high.
The stands are full of large and comfortable sofas. There is a marble coffee table in front of each sofa. Fruit plates and drinks are all available, and the number of seats is nearly a hundred.
Obviously not everyone can get in here.
Ye Fan quickly caught Song Hongyan's figure in the crowd.
She was dressed in red, her hair was tied up, and her legs were long in stockings. She was exquisite and fashionable.
She sat on the left sofa at the front, with Han Nanhua, Ma Jiacheng, Du Tianhu, Huang Xuanwu, Han Yue and others sitting on both sides and in front of her.
He was closely protected by dozens of people.
It's just that the big guys who used to be calm and peaceful in the past have a bit more solemnity on their faces tonight.
To their right, there was a white-haired young man in his mid-twenties, who looked stern but had a bright smile that made people shudder.
There was also a team of men behind him, all of whom were capable men.
The distance between the two sides is very close, but also separated by a strong hostility.
Ye Fan guessed that the white-haired young man was probably Jiang Shihao, Jiang Hualong's son.
Ye Fan also saw that there were more than a dozen men and women in the audience, all in gorgeous clothes. They were obviously dignitaries who came to watch the game.
But the most dazzling one is a fifteen or sixteen year old girl, wearing a Chanel top, a black short skirt, knee-high stockings, and a pair of small leather boots.
Arrogant and proud.
The corners of the Chanel girl's mouth turned up proudly, as if she was disdainful of everyone in the room.
There were two men and one woman with her.
A Chinese tunic suit, a black vest, and a cheongsam. They were quiet but showed quite a lot of origins.
"Brother Fan, the situation is very bad."
After scanning the front, Lin Baishun spoke in a low voice:
"There are still ten people on Jiang Shihao's side, including Ji Dian, but there are only five people left on our side."
Ye Fan said calmly: "The gap is big enough."
He glanced at Dugu Shang, who looked indifferent and didn't care about the battlefield.
"Game six, game six begins."
At this time, the host announced the arrival of the sixth game with a very high voice:
"Zhonghai, Leopard Head enters the scene."
The host dragged the last syllable very high, long-lasting, and sonorously.
The audience applauded, cheered, and whistled instantly.
With a flash of lights, a person appeared with firm steps.
He has a huge head and is 1.9 meters tall. He wears a hat and his muscles are like a bulldozer, covering his whole body in an orderly manner.
He also held two axes in his hand, and he swung them violently, making a fierce and powerful move.
With this size, this body type, and this courage, it is very dangerous to be his opponent. No wonder he is called Leopard Head.
Ye Fan saw Song Hongyan smile and felt a little more relaxed. It was obvious that she was full of confidence in the leopard head.
"This is the final leopard head."
Lin Baishun explained: "He was once a man in the public domain. He was extremely powerful and invulnerable. He once wiped out hundreds of knife-wielding gangsters by himself."
"He was originally the last one to appear, but everyone was worried about low morale and wanted to make a comeback, so they let him come out."
At this time, the host shouted again: "Jiang Group, Flash."
"Whoosh!"
As this name was shouted, a young man with a straight body also stepped onto the fighting stage.
He had a knife in his hand.
The blade is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the handle is inlaid with diamonds.
Very dazzling, very proud.
When he and Leopard Head stood on the stage at the same time, the scene looked very incongruous, but it caused the audience to shout wildly.
"Flash! Flash!"
The Chanel girl screamed incessantly, her pretty face looked like a star-chasing craziness.
Ye Fan looked at the two of them, shook his head and sighed:
"Lost."
