Chapter eight hundred and seventy eight something is wrong
"This enemy really does everything he can."
Ten minutes later, Song Hongyan had regained her composure in the motorcade that was heading to the Song Building again.
She stared at the poisonous snake in the glass jar with murderous intent, then gently grabbed Ye Fan's palm and blew gently on the redness and swelling on his palm.
The little red snake was very vicious. It not only almost killed Song Hongyan, but also poisoned the palm of Ye Fan who caught it.
Although Ye Fan detoxified himself, there was still swelling in his palms.
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan with a look of pity: "Are you sure the toxin has been removed?
Do you want to go to Song’s Hospital for another check-up?”
"No need to check."
Ye Fan moved his palms and said with a smile: "It's okay. Although this snake is vicious, I can still handle it."
Song Hongyan didn't insist anymore after hearing this. She had always trusted Ye Fan. If Ye Fan said he could handle it, he could certainly handle it.
Just still holding the potion, gently reducing the swelling for Ye Fan.
"The enemy was so fierce in the first round, I'm afraid the next move will be even more ferocious."
Ye Fan felt the woman's thoughtfulness and said, "You must be more cautious when you go to various places in the future."
Song Hongyan nodded meekly: "After today's meeting, I will try my best to stay in seclusion and not give the enemy a chance to attack."
"Reducing the scope of activity does reduce risks, but it is not always the best way to solve the problem."
Ye Fan took out his cell phone and sent a text message: "I asked Cai Lingzhi to use manpower to fully trace the enemy and see how many people sneak into Longdu to deal with you."
"Once locked, take a preemptive strike and destroy them all in Dragon City."
There was a cold glint in his eyes: "After I deal with this, I will definitely take revenge on the Blood Medicine Sect."
After hearing what Ye Fan said, Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan with clear eyes: "Ye Fan, thank you."
"Sister Yan is out of town."
Ye Fan chuckled and withdrew his palm: "It's too vulgar for you and me to say thank you."
Song Hongyan crossed her slender legs, leaned against Mark and said, "No matter what, with you by my side, I feel at ease. No matter how powerful the enemy is, I don't need to worry."
"Sometimes, I really want to tie you to my side, so that I won't have to worry about being insecure for the rest of my life."
She smiled sweetly: "But I also know your character. People who can tie you down cannot tie up your heart."
After getting along with each other these days, Song Hongyan has already understood Ye Fan. After suffering too many blows as the son-in-law of the Tang family, he became a hedgehog in love.
The more you take the initiative to approach Ye Fan, the more instinctive he will be to avoid it because he is worried about being stabbed.
On the other hand, if you give him some space and freedom, he will take the initiative to come closer.
Therefore, Song Hongyan remained enthusiastic about Ye Fan and put away all her edges, but she would not try to control everything about him.
"Sister Yan was joking."
Ye Fan was a little embarrassed and said: "Don't worry, I will keep you safe these days."
Yesterday, he was worried that Tang Ruoxue would go crazy, so he couldn't make up his mind to protect Song Hongyan. He also thought that he could strengthen the bodyguards to ensure safety.
But today's incident made Ye Fan realize the viciousness of his enemy, which was not something that ordinary bodyguards could handle.
He wanted to kill these enemies with his own hands.
Ye Fan could not let anything happen to Song Hongyan under any circumstances.
"You want to protect me?"
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan with joy: "Does that mean how many days can you stay with me?"
Seeing Song Hongyan so happy, Ye Fan felt guilty again. He never thought that staying a few more days would make Song Hongyan so happy.
He nodded slightly: "No matter what, I can't let anything happen to you."
"Evan, you are so kind."
Song Hongyan cheered: "I suddenly want to thank the Blood Medicine Sect for coming to kill me."
Ye Fan was angry and knocked Song Hongyan on the head: "What kind of mentality do you have?"
"Well, it hurts!"
Song Hongyan snorted: "Be gentler..." Ye Fan almost hit the car door with a bang.
Half an hour later, the motorcade arrived at the Song Building, but instead of stopping at the front door, it moved to the open space at the back door.
This is also Ye Fan's request, to change the previous route to reduce enemy ambush.
After the car stopped, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan got out.
The Song Building is not high. It is a property that Song Hongyan took over from the Zheng family. It is only twenty floors, but it is located at the side entrance of a park called Taihu Lake.
Offices on the third floor or above can overlook the panoramic view of the park, hills, lakes, grasslands, sycamore trees, lotus ponds, everything you want.
So the office environment is very good.
Ye Fan got out of the car and felt a burst of fresh air, so he took a deep breath and felt refreshed.
Song Hongyan smiled sweetly: "Isn't it nice here?"
“Really good.”
Ye Fan couldn't help but praise: "Compared to Qianying Building and Baihua Building, although it is not as grand as them, the environment is better."
"Working here will not only make you feel better, but also help you live longer."
He took another deep breath: "At least the air is fresh enough."
Song Hongyan posted it and said with a smile: "If you like it, come visit more often."
"OK."
While Ye Fan was following Song Hongyan, he looked at the more than 50 takeaways in front of him and laughed: "I can see that this is a treasure place, otherwise there wouldn't be so many takeaways."
Delivery boy?
Ye Fan took two steps and then stopped.
Song Hongyan didn't like too many people, so the restaurants in Song's Building were run by the Song family and were only open to employees of the Song Group.
Moreover, the restaurant in this building is only for dine-in, not takeout, and takeout orders ordered by employees from other places cannot be delivered to the company at all.
To put it simply, there is no living space for delivery people here.
Thinking about this, Ye Fan felt as if he had been hit by an electric current.
He subconsciously looked at the delivery man in front of him.
The noisy takeaways also stopped chatting and playing with their mobile phones, and all stared at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan with sharp eyes.
The delivery guys at several corners also turned around and quietly moved a few steps forward, looking dusty but full of energy.
Something is wrong with these people! Ye Fan suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
"Crack!"
He grabbed Song Hongyan who was walking forward.
It was a keen sense of smell and almost instinctive physical perception that he had honed with blood when danger approached.
He concentrated his gaze again and glanced at the delivery boys with different expressions, as if he wanted to see through them completely! Although these delivery boys belonged to four or five companies, they were all strong men with strong murderous aura flowing through them.
Seeing Ye Fan and Song Hongyan stop, they slowly surrounded them from three directions, and fierce eyes kept emerging from the shadows... "Be careful!"
Although he was thinking thousands of times in his mind, it was only a moment of judgment. Ye Fan, who was alert to the danger, roared.
The next second, he flashed the fish intestine sword.
At the same time, the other hand grabbed Song Hongyan's arm and threw it towards the back of the car as fast as lightning... Song Hongyan fell out for no apparent reason, but she reacted very quickly and rolled and hid behind the car.
"Swish, swish -" At this moment, more than 50 delivery workers suddenly burst into action, all of them glaring fiercely.
