Zhao Fan asked Jiang Rao not to touch the box for the time being. He hung up and waited for a few minutes. After the meal was ready, he and Lin Qianqian and Chen Chun'er finished eating. He said hello and came to the outside of the mansion and asked the security guard to drive him to Ding. A road.
After arriving, Zhao Fan went straight into Master Zhufeng's shop.
And Jiang Rao was leaning on the sofa. The box she was talking about was placed on the coffee table in front of her. As a Devil Pepper underground in Jiangbei, how could he be frightened by a human head? So she stood up with a calm expression and said, "Brother, you are finally here."
"Dinner was about to start at that time, so I came here after finishing the meal." Zhao Fan smiled awkwardly, then came to the coffee table and opened the lid. He was a man, less than thirty years old. If he was warm when he was delivered, he has already cooled down. .
The man's head was wide-eyed and full of disbelief. He probably didn't expect to be killed until he died.
"This face looks familiar to me." Zhao Fan stared at the head.
Jiang Rao nodded and said, "Me too, I think I've seen him somewhere before. I feel like it was not long ago, but I can't remember."
"Not long ago?"
Zhao Fan thought for a moment and said in surprise: "I thought about it. Isn't this the guy whose meat was fried with my chili powder at the Imperial City Restaurant? What's his name..."
"Um?"
Jiang Rao recalled what he said and said in surprise: "It's really him. If I remember correctly, his name is Xiao Tiankuang. He belongs to a big family in the imperial capital."
Zhao Fan raised his hand and held his chin, thinking about the intention of the man behind the murder. This morning, he showed off his power in Jiangzhou, killing the two masters of the Yue family in an instant, and the Xiao family seemed to have some relationship with the Yue family. In the evening Xiao Tiankuang's head, which was still wet after being killed, appeared outside the store door.
At this time, Jiang Rao speculated: "Could it be that the Xiao family knew that they had offended someone they couldn't afford to offend, so they were afraid of being retaliated, so they took the initiative to sacrifice their heads?"
"It's very possible that there should be something else down there." Zhao Fanping stretched out his left palm and took a photo.
Xiao Tiankuang's head slowly rose and floated in the air. Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment. This brother's ability was so unbelievable.
"You will be like me in the future." Zhao Fan smiled sideways, without explaining, and then looked at the bottom of the box, where there was an envelope among the bloodstains.
He picked it up with his other hand, tore open the opening and shook it twice, then a folded piece of paper and a bank card fell out.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Tiankuang's head fell back into the box.
Zhao Fan read the contents of the letter.
"To Mr. Wu, I am the head of the Xiao family in the capital. The evil son attacked you in Jiangbei a few days ago. This was his own fault. I hope Mr. Wu will not vent his anger on the Xiao family. I hereby offer the evil son's head to apologize, and I have severed all contact with the Yue family. There are two billion in the card, and the password is six zeros. If Wu Zun comes to Beijing in one month, I will apologize to Xiao Bingqian in person."
"..."
Zhao Fan was speechless for a while after reading it. How narrow-minded do the Xiao family think they are? After that night, he felt that the matter was over, and he didn't even think about retaliating against anyone, okay?
A guy like Xiao Tiankuang will die if he dies.
Zhao Fan was too lazy to care. There happened to be one less scourge in the world.
"Brother, what's going on with this head?" Jiang Rao asked suspiciously when he saw that he tore up the letter.
"It's okay, the point is this." Zhao Fan handed over the bank card and said: "I gave you 2 billion yuan as an apology, and the password is six zeros. Whoever sees it will have a share. When you are free, you can earn 1.9 billion yuan and transfer it to my account. The remaining 100 million will be used as compensation for the young lady’s frightened mental loss.”
Jiang Rao took the bank card and was petrified on the spot. The Xiao family in the imperial capital actually added 2 billion while offering their heads? Just to apologize!
Moreover, Zhao Fan gave himself 100 million as if giving a glass of boiled water...
"correct."
Zhao Fan took out ten jade bottles from Jialan Sumeru Jade, with labels of Qilan Dan on them. He placed them one by one on the coffee table, "I will be traveling far away recently, and I don't know when I will come back. These are the first few bottles. I made it casually when I had time. Each bottle contains about a hundred pieces, which is enough to last three months."
"Okay..." Jiang Rao's breath stopped, and he took the time to refine more than a thousand magic pills that countless ordinary women dreamed of. This speed was like printing money.
But through the Xiao family, she knew that Zhao Fan was not short of money, and opening these two shops was indeed a way to kill time.
Immediately, Jiang Rao remembered his previous words, "You will be like me in the future," and she couldn't help but feel hopeful in her heart.
"You can deal with the head as you like. I'll go to the next door first and then go back."
Zhao Fan smiled slightly, turned around and came to the master's collection, chatted with Liu Wanfu and Shenxiu for a while, left a bottle each of Snake Blood Pill and Snake Spirit Pill, and contacted Dongfang Zhan and asked him to come and pick it up when he had time, and The way to take it is to cut each pill into 30 pieces of powder, mix it with water and drink it, Snake Spirit Pill in the morning and Snake Blood Pill in the evening.
After that, he picked up Yaoyao and got into the car that had been parked outside for a long time. He visited the night market for two hours and returned to the mansion.
…
In a hotel in Jiangbei, Xiao Bingxuan received a message that all 2 billion of the new card had been deducted. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked around at the Xiao family members standing there. Then, his eyes fell on The headless body on the bed.
He said with tears in his eyes: "Zhao Wuzun has accepted the money and stated that he will not target our Xiao family again. Now we all go back to the room to tidy up. We will return to Beijing tonight. From now on, we will be more careful outside. I have offended the low-key people." The horror exists, I can’t even save my own son!”
Then he warned: "Finally, the original intention of coming to Jiangbei this time is rotten in my stomach. If it is leaked out, the Xiao family will be destroyed!"
After the words fell, everyone left, leaving only Xiao Bingyan and Xiao Tiankuang dead in the room.
All the children of the Xiao family, including Xiao Bingqian, were on the verge of collapse. Who would have thought beforehand that the two masters of the Yue family came to Jiangzhou to kill people but failed to kill them and were killed instead?
They arrived in Jiangbei last night and hunkered down here. In the morning, they watched the live broadcast through the hidden section of the black market with great anticipation. They originally wanted to wait for Zhao Fan to die over there and then take action to destroy the Lin family and his two shops on Dingjia Road. As a result, Fortunately, the young master suddenly became a martial master in the transformation realm, and the two masters of the Zangyue family were like killing chickens...
Xiao Bingxuan is also a martial artist. In his early stage of Xiantian, he fully understands the concept of transforming into a martial master. In order to protect the Xiao family, he reassured his son not to be afraid and immigrated with his family abroad. The next second, he decisively waved his sword to order this Xiao The hope of a rising family is separated from the corpse!
Until this moment, the expression on his son's face when his head flew up kept flashing in his mind. That scene was heartbreaking.
Now, all he can do is hold his son's headless body and cry bitterly.
…
the next day.
Zhao Fan sent Yaoyao to school. Outside the school gate, a soft voice sounded, "Mr. Zhao Fan?"
He turned to look, smiled back and said, "Good morning, Teacher Yi Xue."
Yi Xue came over and touched Yaoyao's head and said, "Are you free to send your children to school today?"
"Well..." Zhao Fan said with a slight smile: "You look good."
"I really want to thank you for what happened that day. I haven't had any pain in the next few days, and now my abdomen is always warm." Yi Xue's face turned red.
"Really? That's good."
Zhao Fan let go of Yaoyao's little hand, lowered his head and said, "Go to class with the teacher, I will withdraw."
Then he raised his head again and said, "Goodbye, Teacher Yi Xue."
Yi Xue looked at the retreating figure, her eyes a little disappointed. His smile, his politeness, and his easy-going tone were like an invisible iceberg. Even if they were face to face, they seemed thousands of miles away.
"Teacher?" Yaoyao shouted inexplicably.
"ah?"
Yi Xue came back to her senses and said with a concealed smile: "It's okay. I was thinking about what to talk about in class today. Let's go. By the way, can you tell the teacher about your eldest cousin? The more the better. good."
"Is there any reward?" Yaoyao blinked.
"He said that he would consider saving snacks for you and wait until you come to the office to eat them during recess. Then he will not contact your parents when you don't hand in your homework. If you can do it, you will be exempted. If you can't, the teacher will help you until you understand."
Yi Xue finished speaking in one breath, and she kept sighing in her heart. Is this considered serving the public good for personal gain? She soon felt relieved, because she also had the right to pursue happiness, and this deal did not violate the principles of being a people's teacher.
"Keep your word?" Yaoyao stretched out her little finger and said, "Pull the hook."
"Hook."
Yi Xue hooked her little finger with it and recited a long-lost mantra: "Hang yourself with a hook. It will not change for a hundred years."
In this way, while walking towards the teaching building, they chatted about Zhao Fan...
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