As dusk approached, Ye Fei took Huang Tianjiao to Fengbo Pavilion.
Huang Feihu was going to come too, but Ye Fei refused without hesitation. He didn't want Huang Feihu to worry about a little bit of the scene.
Of course, Ye Fei didn't want him to get involved, so he only led Huang Tianjiao, who was leading the way.
"After you called Nangong Hao today, he entered the hospital for treatment as soon as possible and called Nangong Xiong."
"Nangong Xiong is the only one. When you heard that he had one hand and two ribs broken by you, he immediately flew over from the dragon."
"His wife Han Xiuli, several generals and the personal guards are all here. It's up to him to fight you to the death."
"It's just that he heard that Jiu Qiansui was in Zhonghai, and if you had the opportunity to become the president of Nanling, he changed his mind and asked Jiu Qiansui to preside over justice."
"Seeing his appearance, he wants to use the Nine Thousand Years to kill you."
On the way forward, Huang Tianjiao briefly described what Huang Feihu told him: "But Master Hu also makes you not have to worry."
"Nangong Hao is not in danger of his life, so he still makes mistakes first. The most important thing is that Jiu Qiansui has to use you, so Jiu Qiansui won't do anything to you."
"At most, I apologize and pay a little money, and I can turn big things into small things and small things into nothing."
She let out a long breath and prayed that the ending would be as she thought, otherwise Ye Fei would have trouble in the future, and offending the elders of the Wu League would not be a trivial matter.
Almost all the nine elders have risen from the position of presidents in various places, with all their power and connections and wealth.
“Apologize?
Pay some money?”
Ye Fei smiled faintly: "Do you think Su Xier's affairs can be forgotten?"
"Ah--" Huang Tianjiao's body shook and her brain was short-circuited. She originally wanted Ye Fei to apologize and compensate. Now, after Ye Fei's tone, she asked the other party to explain it to him.
And things are not that easy to solve.
She hurriedly whispered: "Brother Fei, Nangong Xiong is an elder after all, and Jiu Qiansui can take care of his emotions more or less."
Ye Fei ignored her words and asked, "What kind of person is Jiu Qiansui?"
"He is unreasonable, disregards the overall situation, is moody, kills people without blinking."
"But because of this, he alone suppressed the elders of the Wu League."
"You have to know that Nangong Xiong and other veterans are all promoted by local presidents, and they are very powerful and rarely convinced."
If you have money, skills, status, and a province of children as your foundation, you will inevitably be more arrogant than your top.
Ye Fei nodded slightly: "I understand."
Half an hour later, after Huang Tianjiao's guidance, Ye Fei arrived at a villa in the suburbs.
The villa is built by the mountain, and rivers pass through the foot of the mountain. The environment is quiet and deep.
The villa has a mountain gate and six five-entry yards. The courtyard is deep and the blue bricks and black tiles make people feel awe.
The gate contains the words "Fengyun". Huang Tianjiao told me that this is the palace of Jiu Qiansui in Zhonghai.
Fengbo Pavilion is in the back garden of the villa, standing on the cliff, the wind is angry and the water is rushing.
Ye Fei nodded slightly and glanced at him. There were many luxury cars coming from the parking lot, at least thirty, which showed that many people were coming.
There is no doubt that Nangong Xiong is going to be fair to his son for nine thousand years.
"Woo——" Just as Ye Fei led Huang Tianjiao to the mountain gate, there was a sharp sound, and a dozen men and women suddenly appeared at the door.
They blocked Ye Feiheng with hostility on their faces.
There was also a wheelchair in the middle, and the one sitting on the wheelchair was Nangong Hao.
The head is bandaged and the ribs are plated. The whole person looks a bit funny, but the resentment in his eyes is extremely clear.
"Ye Fei!"
Nangong Hao gritted his teeth: "You are dead today."
The companions of more than a dozen also pressed up and surrounded Ye Fei with great momentum, posing as an attack at any time.
Huang Tianjiao hurriedly said, "Nangong Hao, don't do anything randomly. This is Fengyun Villa. Brother Fei was called by Jiu Qiansui."
Hearing the three words "Nine Thousand Years", more than a dozen Nangong Hao's companions twitched and they dispersed twice.
Nangong Hao also narrowed his eyes.
Ye Fei shouted impatiently: "Give up the way, a good dog will not block the way!"
"You--" Nangong Hao was so angry that he was half-deadly angry by Ye Fei. He wanted to order a group fight but knew that he could not be arrogant, otherwise he would be disgusted by Jiu Qiansui.
"Give Way!"
Ye Fei walked out of the surrounding circle with expressionless expression, and gently pushed Nangong Hao away with his shoulders.
"Oh--" With this touch, Nangong Hao's eyes turned, and he retreated for more than ten meters, and then he touched the marble lion at the door.
Blood flowed through the head instantly.
He covered his head and fell down, howled at the villa: "I've hit someone, I've hit someone, Ye Fei's hit someone."
"Yes, I'm also beating people in Fengyun Villa..." "Help, help--" Nangong Hao seemed to have pulled an egg, shouting like a pig: "Come and save me."
He even slapped himself with a backhand, which was fierce and heavy, and made his right face red and swollen.
The five fingerprints are extremely clear.
Huang Tianjiao was stunned on the spot. She had seen someone who was hitting a car, but had never seen such shameless car accidents.
Jiu Qiansui hates surveillance, so there is no camera at the mountain gate, and there are people from Nangong Hao around him, so it is difficult to explain clearly if he accused him.
This is to drive Ye to death.
At this time, dozens of people came out of the villa, including men and women, with accents everywhere. When they saw conflicts here, they surrounded them.
When Nangong Hao saw someone appear, he screamed and became even more hysterical: "Beat someone, Ye Fei beat someone, oh, it hurts so much."
"It's too lawless, too lawless..." He also wiped his blood on his body, making himself look even more pitiful.
Huang Tianjiao couldn't help but roared: "Nangong Hao, you are too despicable."
"It's interesting."
Seeing the blood on Nangong Hao's head and the slap marks on his face, Ye Fei's mouth curled up a hint of coldness, and even disdain and contempt.
"Who is this person?
How dare you go wild here?"
"Yes, this is Fengyun Villa, the nine thousand-year-old Zhonghai Palace. Are you asking for death?
"This person seems to be Ye Fei, who killed Shen Qianshan..." "Ah, I remembered it too. It seems to be related to Shen Qianshan's death."
"Tsk tsk, this kid is so brave. He touched Shen Qianshan and the son of Elder Nangong."
"I heard that he is very happy in Zhonghai, and he is still a guest of the six tycoons."
"No matter what background he is, hitting people in public will not give Jiu Qiansui a face. Jiu Qiansui killed him, and Liu Heng dared not speak..." There were dozens of people in the door soon surrounded, most of them.
It's a dress of strength, which obviously has something to do with the Martial Alliance.
They all leaned over and accused Ye Feiheng, thinking that he was too bullying. No matter how much he had grudges, he shouldn't have beaten people at this time, let alone Ye Fei was still waiting for the crime.
Nangong Hao's conspiracy succeeded.
Huang Tianjiao was so anxious that she was anxious: "It's not like this, he was the one who hit the car..." "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
At this time, many members of Nangong rushed over, and one of the beautiful women in black walked in front, with a pretty face full of indescribable anxiety.
Nangong Hao's mother, Chen Xiuli.
However, Nangong Xiong did not show up.
Chen Xiuli soon appeared at the center of the matter. When she saw Nangong Hao with blood on her head and Ye Fei with his hands on her back, her face darkened.
"Haohao, what's going on?"
"Why are your head bleeding?
There are still slaps on your face?"
She was extremely angry: "Whoever touches my son, stand up for me."