"I don't have the same knowledge as you. The reason why I said let's wait and see is because I want to see if these two people are the final masterminds. If they are the final masterminds, I will directly take them down and rescue your daughter. But
If not, we cannot act rashly to avoid disturbing the situation.
I feel that this matter is not as simple as you think. It is very likely that someone wants to harm you and Wang Zhonghe's family. If these two people are not the real masterminds behind the scenes, but just two pawns, I will rescue your daughter today.
It’s all in vain, you may not know if your daughter will be taken away again one day, or even killed directly, and your lives will be in danger,” Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Chen Mingtang nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Fan and said gratefully: "I, Chen Mingtang, would like to take the liberty of thanking Mr. Zhang on behalf of our two families. Everything will be subject to your arrangements."
Not long after, the village chief entered the house and warmly entertained Zhang Fan and others to the restaurant. A lot of dishes were served, and they were all special farm dishes. The village chief wanted a few people to have a few drinks, but he was
Everyone refused.
In about half an hour, everyone finished eating.
After eating, the village chief took Zhang Fan directly to his father-in-law's ancestral home, where the three people lived.
Seeing the village chief and Zhang Fan entering the door, a man who looked to be about twenty years old, with a short haircut, ordinary clothes, and a gray face ran out of the house quickly and said with enthusiasm: "Here comes the village chief.
Already."
The village chief nodded slightly, "How are you living here? Are you still used to it?"
The village chief looked around and asked casually.
Zhang Fan took a look at the man with a short head. The man with a short head was not a martial artist, but a member of the Taoist sect. However, his Taoist practice was not too high. He was only in the second stage of the Taoist realm. He had just stepped into the Taoist realm.
The level of the Xuanmen threshold.
The short-haired man also took a look at Zhang Fan, but he did not sense Zhang Fan's Xuanmen spirit. Zhang Fan, who is in the eighth stage of Shixuan's human phase, has a much higher moral conduct than the short-haired man, so in Zhang Fan's
Although he tried his best to hide his Taoism, this short-haired man could not sense the Xuanmen energy in Zhang Fan.
"Habits... habits... Thank you village chief for taking care of me all the time." The short-haired man quickly replied with a smile.
Then, he pointed at Zhang Fan and asked: "Village Chief, this is..."
"This is my wife's distant relative. He can be considered my eldest nephew in terms of seniority." The village chief introduced.
"Hello, brother." The short-haired man quickly extended his hand to Zhang Fan enthusiastically. However, he found that his hands were a little dirty and quickly wiped them on his body.
"Hello!" Zhang Fan looked at the man with a short head, smiled slightly, and shook hands with the man with a short head.
"Why did the village chief come today?" The short-haired man looked at the village chief and asked tentatively.
"It's just about this house," the village chief said.
Hearing the village chief's words, the short-haired man was slightly startled, "What about the house?"
"My eldest nephew came to Pingshan City to do business and needed a place to store goods. You also know that our village is not far from Pingshan City and the rent is cheap, so he found this place. There are no vacant houses in our village, as you know
." At this point, the village chief laughed dryly, "You said, my eldest nephew is a real relative, and what's more, the price..."
"Do you mean not to rent it to us?" The short-haired man quickly answered.
"Ah...let me go!"
At this moment, a cry of pain came from the house. The person who made the sound was none other than Chen Mingtang's daughter.
The three people's eyes were also directed towards the direction of the source of the sound, which was the east room of the three main rooms.
"What's going on?" the village chief looked at the short-haired man and asked.
"My sister-in-law is mentally disturbed, isn't she? Moreover, she is very active and has no stability. She inevitably bumps into things. This happens several times a day." The short-haired man explained.
"Really?" The village chief looked at the short-haired man with a suspicious face, "Take me to the house to see where your sister-in-law knocked."
"Village Chief, there is no need for you to look at this lunatic..." The short-haired man stopped him quickly, with a trace of panic on his face.
Before the short-haired man finished speaking, the village chief gave the short-haired man a cold look, "Why are you so flustered? Is that woman your sister-in-law?"
"Of course she is my sister-in-law." The short-haired man quickly replied, "Please come into the house and take a look at it as you like!"
The short-haired man quickly made a gesture of invitation again.
After hearing what the short-haired man said, the village chief walked towards the main house, with Zhang Fan following behind him.
Everyone went directly to the east room. There were two people in the room. One looked to be a man in his thirties, with parted hair and dark skin. The other woman was Chen Mingtang's daughter.
The woman was in ragged clothes, her face was haggard, and she looked dirty. When she saw the village chief and Zhang Fan arriving, she took a sneak peek at the two of them and saw that they were hesitant to speak.
Moreover, there were bruises on the corners of the woman's eyes and mouth, which looked like she had been beaten.
"The village chief is here..." The man in his thirties greeted the village chief.
"What happened just now?" the village chief asked.
"That's not..." The short-haired man stepped forward and wanted to explain.
The village chief glanced at the short-haired man coldly and said, "I asked your brother, not you. I feel that there is something wrong with you. Is this woman really your sister-in-law? Are you a human trafficker?"
The man with the split hair winked at the short-haired man and said quickly: "Village Chief, don't get me wrong. For me, my wife just touched me, so I yelled."
After saying that, the separated man took out a marriage certificate from his pocket and said: "Village chief, look, this is our marriage certificate."
Hearing this, the short-haired man was obviously relieved.
The village chief took the marriage certificate and looked at it twice, then looked at the man and woman separately, compared them, and then nodded slightly.
After the village chief returned the marriage certificate to the short-haired man, he looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Nephew, what do you think of the house? Can it be used as your warehouse?"
"Yes, this yard is big and spacious enough. I can build a colored steel shed as a warehouse, which is perfect." Zhang Fan looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
Hearing this, the man who was separated became a little anxious. He looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, what... is going on? You want to rent this house to someone else?"
The village chief laughed dryly and said sheepishly: "You have lived in this village for half a year, and you must have heard about how powerful my wife is. This is a cousin of my wife, and the price she offers is high.
Therefore, I can only rent this house to him, and you should find other places to live."