Although there were many things I ordered that I didn’t talk about yet, I still had a harmonious meal at noon.
Ye Fan was chatting and laughing with Ye Tiandong and his wife, while enjoying the perfectly cooked fish, and ate two bowls of rice in one go.
He also handed Gao Yunzhi's mobile phone to Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue.
Ye Fan didn't know whether the things inside were useful, but he thought it could give Ye Tiandong and the others a direction.
After suffering so much, it's time for them to seek some justice.
Ye Tiandong's feelings for Ye Fan also changed unknowingly, from appreciation to doting, which seemed to replace the regret of losing his son.
Zhao Mingyue's eyes were slightly moist. The scene of a family of three reunited made her feel unprecedented warmth.
The dream of more than 20 years finally came true today.
If she hadn't been thinking about the paternity test report and not giving anyone a chance to attack, Zhao Mingyue almost accidentally revealed Ye Fan's true identity.
After eating, Ye Fan chatted for a few words and then went to Jin Zhilin. Since he hadn't seen anyone in the past few days, Ye Fan always felt that something was missing.
Although it wasn't raining, the sky was still gloomy and scary, as if it was about to fall down at any time, so Ye Fan drove the car very slowly.
"Buzz buzz-"
When the car drove near Baocheng Square, Ye Fan heard his phone vibrating.
An unknown number came in.
He put on earplugs to answer, and soon a woman's call came:
"Doctor Ye, please, help us..."
His voice was indescribably depressed and panicked, like a hunted prey.
Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Who are you?"
"I am Xiong Tianjun's wife. Xiong Tianjun was taken away, and they are still looking for me everywhere."
The woman lowered her voice and begged: "I'm really desperate, I can only ask you for help. Please, save Xiong Tianjun."
"Xiong Tianjun was captured?"
Ye Fan was shocked: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, where are you? I'll go find you and let's talk about it slowly."
He said while opening the navigation.
"I'm on the second floor of the underground parking lot of Baocheng Plaza."
Mrs. Xiong sobbed softly and responded: "I was hiding under a car. They were looking for me. I didn't dare to move..."
"Okay, just wait, I'll be there soon."
Ye Fan hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel, and the car roared and turned towards Baocheng Square.
During the journey, Ye Fan also put on a mask.
He is accustomed to wearing a mask. The most important purpose is that the surveillance camera cannot capture his entire face when he kills people and sets fire.
In this way, he can open his eyes and tell lies and deny what he has done.
This is also the experience Ye Fan learned from the attack and killing of Elder Duanmu.
"Woo——"
In less than five minutes, Ye Fan rushed into the underground parking lot. He followed the navigation and made a circle to the second floor.
As soon as Ye Fan drove to the middle of the parking lot, he saw seven or eight men in black clothes blocking a corner.
All of them were holding cigarettes in their mouths, taking pictures with their mobile phones, and their smiles were very evil.
At their feet, several patrolling security guards were lying down, all of them fainted.
There was a woman wearing a black leather coat leaning on the Audi car seven or eight meters away from them.
She has a proud body and a cold expression, playing with a scimitar in her hand.
When she saw Ye Fan's car, she turned her face slightly and cast a sharp and disdainful look.
She also used the knife to point at Ye Fan's car, signaling him to roll as far as he could.
There is no doubt that he is with these tough men in black.
When Ye Fan stepped on the brakes, he also saw through the gap that Mrs. Xiong was tied to the front hood of a BMW by a tough man in a windbreaker.
Mrs. Xiong's hair was disheveled, her pear blossoms were covered with rain, and her mouth was still blocked. She looked indescribably delicate and helpless.
Her skirt and stockings were also torn, and there were marks on her legs from being beaten with a belt.
And the tough man in his thirties in a trench coat held up his belt and grinned:
"Tsk, tsk, madam, you take good care of yourself. The skin is tender and the flesh is slippery. When you pull it, you'll get a mark."
"Tell me, when Xiong Tianjun sees you like this later, will he bow his head and compromise and cooperate with us, or will he ignore you and be tortured and carry him to death?"
While speaking, he slapped Mrs. Xiong again, and with a snap, there was a mark on her thigh.
Mrs. Xiong's cheek hurt, tears overflowed, and she was extremely sad.
Ye Fan rushed with passion, opened the car door and shouted: "Stop!"
Seeing Ye Fan, Mrs. Xiong's body trembled, tears streaming down her face, mixed with fear, grievance, and despair, but she did not cry.
Hearing someone scolding, seven or eight tough men in black turned around and stared at Ye Fan fiercely.
The woman in leather clothes frowned slightly, seemingly unhappy with Mark's meddling.
"Boy, have you never seen an art film? I'm filming one."
The tough man in the windbreaker also turned his head and sneered: "Get out of here, the water here is deep, you can't go through it."
"Whoosh!"
Before he finished speaking, the tough man in trench coat saw a figure flashing in front of him.
Ye Fan's body disappeared in an instant, leaving a strange afterimage.
So fast, so fast that people forget to breathe.
The leather-clad woman's face changed drastically and she shouted: "Be careful."
He instinctively let go of Mrs. Xiong and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move faster than Mark. As soon as he thought about it, Mark stood in front of him like a god of death.
The tough man in the trench coat subconsciously shouted: "You——"
"Snapped!"
As soon as the words came out, Mark had already grabbed his neck.
The tough man in the trench coat stopped breathing, and a breath of death instantly enveloped him.
"Let go of Brother Li!"
"Let them go quickly!"
Seven or eight men in black were stunned for a moment, and then they realized what they were doing. They all pulled out their weapons and pointed at Ye Fan and shouted.
The woman in leather clothes was also angry, and slowly approached with a scimitar in hand, her pretty face frosty.
The tough man in the trench coat recovered from the shock. He stared at Ye Fan and said fiercely:
"Boy, do you know who we are?"
"I am well versed in all kinds of religions, and I have a big backer behind me. If you attack me, do you want your whole family to die?"
Thinking of the supporter behind him, his back straightened invisibly:
"Give you three seconds, let me go, kneel down and kowtow, cut off one of your hands, and I will pretend that nothing happened."
He directly threatened Mark.
"You'd better do what he says, or you're not going to end well."
The woman in leather clothes who came up was playing with a machete and spoke to Mark with disdain between her brows.
"Okay, let him go -"
Ye Fan laughed angrily and punched hard with his left hand.
A punch full of rage hit the tough man in the trench coat hard on the chest.
"boom!"
A low and heart-shaking muffled sound sounded. The entire chest of the tough man in the windbreaker sunk directly, and his back also bulged.
"puff!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the tough man in the windbreaker almost had his eyes bulging out, a look of despair on his face.
He desperately tried to open his mouth to breathe, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled and he couldn't take in air at all.
With unwilling fear, the body of the tough man in the trench coat gradually lost strength.
He couldn't understand until his death how Ye Fan dared to kill him.
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan threw the body in front of the leather-clad woman and the others:
"I'll let him go, take him away."
The tough man in the trench coat slammed into a car.
Boom!
The windshield shattered, and the tough man in the trench coat fell in. The ground was covered with debris and blood.
Mrs. Xiong burst into tears, but there was pain in the tears and laughter in the pain. This was the ending she wanted...
"kill!"
At this time, seven or eight men dressed in black looked at each other, screamed and rushed towards Ye Fan.
"Bang bang bang!"
Ye Fan's face was gloomy, he did not retreat but advanced, showing no mercy to these scum.
One punch at a time, they all broke their chests and threw them to the ground.
Seven or eight men dressed in black were bleeding from their mouths and noses, dying, with unspeakable panic in their eyes.
This Ye Fan is so terrifying, he can't even hide, let alone fight back.
The leather-clad woman's pretty face turned cold and shouted: "You've gotten into big trouble..."
"Snapped--"
Before she finished speaking, Mark was already in front of her and knocked her to the ground with a slap.
The woman in leather screamed and fell down. Just as she was about to jump up, Ye Fan was already in front of her like a gangrene on the bone, and stepped on her throat with his foot.
The woman in leather suddenly turned pale and stopped all movements.
But she was still unwilling, biting her lip and threatening Mark:
"I am the little Aqiao from Jinyuan Club, please try to touch a hair on my head..."
