Half an hour after the crocodile and the others had their legs broken, Ye Fan, who was chatting with Han Yue and the Eight-faced Buddha in the lobby, heard Song Hongyan's report.
He looked at the woman in disbelief: "Someone went to Zhonghai to deal with my father and Qiang Wangfan?"
The Eight-faced Buddha and Han Yue were also extremely shocked. They did not expect that someone would go to Zhonghai to deal with Ye Fan's family.
"That's right."
Song Hongyan poured a glass of warm water and stepped forward to inform Ye Fan of Zhonghai's situation:
"An hour ago, my father was carrying Wangfan home and was blocked by a van at the street entrance."
"Six tough men rushed out of the car. They wanted to beat Dad without saying a word, and they also wanted to take Wangfan away."
She added: "Fortunately, my father reacted very quickly. When he saw something was wrong, he ran away and ran back to Jinzhilin Street in time."
Ye Fan was furious when he heard this: "How could it be unreasonable to attack my father and my son?"
Han Yue was also filled with murderous intent: "These scum should be thrown into a tomb and suffocated to death."
"Husband, don't worry, don't get angry."
Song Hongyan hurriedly walked to Ye Fan, reached out and gently touched his chest:
"Wangfan is fine, and so is our father. The six criminals were captured with their legs broken."
"Now the Sihai Chamber of Commerce and the Martial Alliance are still protecting Jin Zhilin with heavy troops. Wangfan and the others will not make any mistakes."
"Wangfan is a harmless child, and our father is just an honest man. The murderer will never go after them."
"They must be coming for you."
Song Hongyan hit the nail on the head: "Don't mess up your sense of proportion."
Eight-faced Buddha and Han Yue also nodded, agreeing that the enemy's target was Ye Fan.
Ye Fan is still angry, obviously this challenges his bottom line:
"You bastard, you came to me for something, and you actually attacked my father and my son."
"My son is harmless to humans and animals, and my father is powerless. How dare they make plans for such an innocent person?"
"It seems that there are still fewer people killed, otherwise how could they be so wanton?"
Ye Fan asked: "Did Huang Zhendong and the others ask anything from the murderer's mouth?"
"not yet."
Song Hongyan put warm water in Ye Fan's hand: "Huang Zhendong and the others are a bit ruthless."
"The bombardment by hundreds of spray guns not only shattered their legs in an instant, but also added a lot of iron sand to their bodies."
"The six murderers screamed a few times and then passed out from blood loss."
"The other driver was also thrown away by the black dog with a crane. His internal organs were shattered and he died on the spot."
"Six murderers were sent to the hospital for rescue, and five of them lost too much blood and were too seriously injured to survive."
"Only one big man saved his life, but he won't wake up for a while."
"The confession will probably not be available until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"The Yang family checked the identity of the murderer. He had no criminal record and no background. The documents were forged and even the car was stolen."
"There is a high probability that they were smuggled in from abroad."
Song Hongyan gave a guess and then placed the murderer's photo in front of everyone.
The Eight-faced Buddha took the photo and looked at it, then his voice sank:
"This skin color, at first glance, is caused by the sunlight that is unique to the black triangle."
"This joint is a legacy of years of underground boxing."
He made judgments one by one: "This hand cocoon was produced by touching the gun and feeding it with bullets every day."
Han Yue stared at the big man and said, "This big guy looks familiar to me. I'll ask Han Tang to check it out for you..."
She took photos of the six assailants and then sent them to the Black Triangle.
Ye Fan's eyes turned cold: "99% of these people were sent by Chen Chenxi."
Han Yue sat up straight: "Chen Chenxi knew that you failed to save people last night, so he got angry and took revenge on you?"
"Or is she unable to touch Tang Ruoxue now, so she will use Tang Wangfan to deal with Tang Ruoxue in a roundabout way?"
She guessed the other party's purpose: "Or, use Tang Wangfan to kill two birds with one stone to retaliate against you and Tang Ruoxue?"
Ye Fan picked up a few photos and scanned them, then spoke word by word:
"I don't know, and I don't need to screen."
"If she dares to attack my son, I will not keep her."
"Let people find out the whereabouts of Chen Chenxi."
Ye Fan raised his head slightly: "It's time to meet old friends..."
"Ding--"
At this moment, Song Hongyan's cell phone vibrated again.
She put on her Bluetooth headset and listened.
After a moment, her pretty face changed slightly.
Ye Fan had a tacit understanding: "What happened?"
Song Hongyan whispered: "Tang Qiqi disappeared at Hengcheng Airport!"
Han Yue was shocked: "What? Tang Qiqi is missing?"
Ye Fan also stood up: "Something happened to Qiqi too?"
Song Hongyan did not show off to Ye Fan and quickly told the content of the call she received:
"Yesterday afternoon, Tang Qiqi flew from Longdu to the romantic country of Pakistan to prepare to participate in the triennial Starry Night."
"She arrived at Tulip Airport in Pakistan an hour ago."
"While at the airport, Tang Qiqi went to the restroom, and her assistant and bodyguard were waiting outside."
"But we waited for an hour. The assistants felt something was wrong and rushed in to check."
"It turned out that Tang Qiqi was missing."
"The bodyguards and assistants called the police and asked the airport for surveillance."
"But the airport refused the request of the bodyguard and assistant and did not allow them to check the surveillance at the entrance and exit."
“The Pakistani police also had a perfunctory attitude when they came here.”
"They said that Tang Qiqi is an adult, not a child, and that she needs to be missing for 24 hours before a case will be filed."
"The bodyguards and assistants finally asked Gongsun Qian and Yunyin Group for help."
Song Hongyan looked solemn: "Gongsun Qian and Qi Dong just called me."
"Tsk, why are there so many things going on?"
Han Yue also frowned: "First Zhonghai robbed people, and then Qiqi also disappeared. Why do I feel like someone is causing trouble?"
The Eight-faced Buddha sitting in a wheelchair put down the photo while analyzing Tang Qiqi's experience:
"Tang Qiqi was probably knocked unconscious after entering the restroom, and was then transported out in a cleaner's car or a passenger's suitcase."
"This way we can avoid the eyes and ears of Tang Qiqi's assistant and bodyguards."
"Those profit-seeking and inhumane smugglers in Pakistan are the best at doing these things."
"They often take young girls who are traveling or studying in foreign countries and sell them."
"But as Miss Han said, accidents happen one after another. There is a high probability that Tang Qiqi was not kidnapped by those smugglers."
"At least those bastards won't take the initiative to kidnap Tang Qiqi who is followed by bodyguards and assistants."
"There must be someone behind it who is specifically targeting Tang Qiqi, no, it's Young Master Ye."
"The police are used to missing girls, so they hardly expend too much energy on tracking them down."
The eight-faced Buddha who traveled around gave his guess: "The enemy's combination of punches is too sharp."
Han Yue was extremely concerned: "If you target Young Master Ye, Tang Qiqi will be in much less danger, but Young Master Ye should be careful."
Ye Fan quickly digested the words of the Eight-faced Buddha, and then spoke in a deep voice:
"No matter who the other party kidnaps Tang Qiqi for, we must rescue her as quickly as possible."
"A beauty, use your connections and resources to let people in Pakistan who can help do their best to help."
"I want to get Tang Qiqi's message as soon as possible."
"Han Yue, arrange a special plane. I want to fly to Pakistan."
"I want to rescue Tang Qiqi, and then dig out the person behind it and crush her in one fell swoop."
He landed loudly: "It's best not to have anything to do with Chen Chenxi, otherwise I won't even be able to leave Hengcheng for her ashes."
Song Hongyan and Han Yue both nodded: "Understood."
The Eight-faced Buddha hesitated for a moment, and finally looked at Ye Fan and said:
"Young Master Ye, in a foreign country, many resources and connections must be compromised."
"And no matter how many resources and connections there are, they are not as powerful as official power."
"Of course, the most important point is that we have already deduced that the other party is here for Mr. Ye."
"Young Master Ye will easily fall into the opponent's trap if you fly over now."
"I know that Mr. Ye is very skilled and surrounded by many masters."
"But in a foreign country, with the other party prepared and holding hostages, Mr. Ye may not be able to please him by doing it himself."
The Eight-faced Buddha was very sincere: "I think we should let the Pakistani officials help us solve this matter."
"Is not this nonsensical?"
Han Yue was straight-tempered: "President Song just said that the police were perfunctory, and you also said that, they are not surprised."
"The country of Ba has left Tang Qiqi to fend for herself. Mr. Ye and Mr. Song have not taken action to save people. How can Tang Qiqi be out of danger?"
She knew that it was dangerous for Ye Fan to fly to Pakistan, but there was no other way to go now.
The Eight-faced Buddha smiled: "The matter has nothing to do with them, so they are naturally careless."
"But if the matter involves them, they will definitely go all out."
His voice was clear: "They may not care about a girl, but they cannot care about a dangerous object."
Ye Fan looked at the Eight-faced Buddha: "Dangerous goods?"
"Mr. Song."
"Please inform Tang Qiqi's bodyguards and assistants to take Tang Qiqi's suitcase and hide it as soon as possible."
The Eight-faced Buddha said politely to Song Hongyan: "And it is the kind that is difficult for people to find."
Song Hongyan nodded: "No problem."
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at Ye Fan again: "Master Ye, record a video for me."
"I'm here to inform Pakistan that I put a dirty bomb in Tang Qiqi's suitcase."
"I also implanted a detonator into Tang Qiqi's body."
The Eight-faced Buddha smiled: "If something happens to Tang Qiqi, something will happen to the dirty bomb, something will happen to one hundred thousand citizens of Pakistan."
