"Huh——" When Cai Lingzhi rushed into the Tangmen with momentum like a rainbow, a faint sandalwood scent was surging from the Babel Tower deep in the Tangmen.
Tongtian Pagoda is the place where Chen Yuanyuan worships Buddha devoutly.
Since marrying Tang Pingfan, Chen Yuanyuan has gone to the temple to offer incense every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.
Tang Pingfan didn't want her to leave the Tangmen garden, so he built a pagoda for her in Tangmen.
This allows her to come over at any time to eat fast and pray.
In the past, it had always been incense-filled, and was immersed in the scent of sandalwood all year round.
It's just that since Chen Yuanyuan came to power, he rarely comes to Babel Tower. Only two nuns take care of it day after day.
But at this moment, both nuns fainted in the corner, and a masked man was standing on the roof of Babel Tower.
While pressing the earphone next to his ear, he spoke to the other end of the phone: "Xiong Tianjun is dead, what will happen to the child?"
"Should I just hold the child and die together, or should I take the child back and continue to hide?"
He deliberately suppressed his voice and emotions, but he still gave people a sense of sadness. He obviously had great feelings for Xiong Tianjun.
Then, he looked back at the Buddha.
Behind the Buddha and in his belly, there is a sleeping baby.
"I was the one who harmed him, so I shouldn't let him replace me."
The other end of the phone was silent at first, and then sighed: "Of course, the most hateful thing is that Tang Ruoxue is so stubborn that Song Hongyan finds an excuse to kill someone."
"If Tang Ruoxue had discovered that the child was missing earlier, Mark would not have let Xiong Tianjun die."
"But it's useless to say anything now."
"When a person dies, the original replacement plan becomes meaningless."
"Even the child becomes a hot potato."
Mr. K’s voice is also endlessly sad, but he still maintains his due rationality.
"Ye Fan killed Shen Bancheng and the others one after another, and this time he killed Xiong Tianjun, causing our losses to increase again."
The masked man's voice was ferocious as he spoke word by word into his cell phone: "He has made us suffer again and again. We should kill his son and make him suffer."
"If we don't give him a tooth for a tooth, he doesn't know how powerful we are."
He was also full of hatred for Ye Fan.
"Are you out of your mind to kill Ye Fan's son?"
Mr. K's tone was a bit harsher, and he reprimanded the masked man unceremoniously: "Killing his son will certainly make Ye Fan sad and heartbroken, but it will also arouse his anger."
"He has amazing energy now. If you don't care about avenging your son, not only will you die, but the landlord will also have a hard time in the future."
"Think about it, if he is like a mad dog and bites us 365 days a year, how difficult will it be for us in the future?"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to carry out all plans."
he reminded the masked man.
The masked man's eyelids jumped, and then he nodded: "Understood!"
He was unwilling and angry, but he also knew that being bitten by Mark would be very troublesome.
"Of course, we don't want to fight with Ye Fan, not because we are afraid of him, but because our value is greater and our plan is more important."
Mr. K's tone softened and calmed the masked man's irritability: "As I said to Xiong Tianjun, the mission and responsibility we shoulder are a hundred times more important than Ye Fan's life and death grudges."
"Unless absolutely necessary, don't risk your life by fighting with Ye Fan."
"One more thing, if you kill Tang Wangfan, Tang Ruoxue will probably go crazy."
"If she goes crazy, the twelve branches of the Tang Sect will be out of control."
"The great situation we created in Huangnijiang will also be stuck at this step."
"So don't hurt the child, find a way to send it back, and send it back safely."
"At the same time, you must also pay attention to your safety. I am not asking you to gain more respect from Tang Ruoxue, but I am asking you to maintain your current trust."
He added: "Also, should you be more careful with Chen Yuanyuan in the future?"
The masked man whispered: "Is there something wrong with her?"
"I don't know if she has any problems, but her interests are quite different from ours."
"We need to control the twelve branches to destroy the Tang Sect, and she hopes that Tang Beixuan will pick the fruit and control the entire Tang Sect."
Mr. K stopped at that: "She would not want a devastated Tang Sect with constant internal strife to appear."
The masked man nodded: "Understood!"
"Okay, stop talking and act quickly."
Mr. K warned: "Tangmen and the others will soon search for the Babel Tower. Once you are blocked by them, you will be in trouble."
"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements."
The man in the mask said in a low voice: "I won't let them doubt it."
"It doesn't matter if you are suspicious. The worst case scenario is that you will be killed if you are exposed."
"Today's mission is difficult, and there may be a chance of death. I've wrapped up those pieces of mecha."
"Besides, I am a Tang Sect member and I am familiar with every plant and tree in the Tang Sect garden."
"Maybe I can't handle the Tang Sect's seventy-two generals and other masters, but I can handle Tang Ruoxue and Tang Kexin's bodyguards more than enough."
"Don't worry about me."
Then, he hung up the phone, took out the phone card, and threw it into the stove to burn it.
Then, the masked man took out a mobile phone card and put it on it, and dialed a number quickly... Ten minutes later, a panting man in black appeared.
He pressed the earphone on his mobile phone and wiped his sweat as he stepped into the temple.
"Whoosh -" He saw two unconscious nuns at a glance, and reflexively pulled out a short gun and looked around.
After realizing that there was no clue, he lowered his gun, and then he saw a pacifier falling on the ground.
The man in black's eyes lit up and he moved forward. After a moment, he turned behind the Buddha statue.
"child?"
His body shook violently and his eyes stared at a corner behind the Buddha statue.
A child wrapped in a sheet was lying on the table and fast asleep.
"The child is here, the child is really here..." "I want to tell Miss Tang that I found the child."
The man in black stepped forward excitedly, picked up the child, and then turned around and hurried out.
"Bang, bang, bang--" At this moment, a person appeared from behind the door and pulled the trigger on his back.
Three bullets struck him in the back.
Blood splattered.
The man in black swayed and slowly fell down.
There was shock and confusion on his face. He tried to turn his head and looked over, and saw Tang Qi walking over with a gun.
He was in disbelief, with a look of grief and anger on his face: "Brother Qi...why..." "Bang -" Tang Qi didn't respond, but fired another shot, blowing off the man in black's head.
"No reason."
"You die, you just deserve to die!"
Tang Qi leaned over and touched him, then took out his cell phone and called up a number.
He was about to delete it when he suddenly felt a scent of milk coming over him.
Tang Qiyi raised his head and saw Tang Ruoxue standing not far away, as cold as a statue.
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, are you here?"
"I found the baby!"
Tang Qi was startled at first, and then shouted happily: "When I heard that the child was missing, and felt that it was the fault of an insider, I checked the people around me."
"I found that Tang Wenliang was acting sneaky today, so I located his mobile phone and came here."
"I didn't expect that the child was really in his hands. When he saw the search everywhere, he wanted to carry it and transfer it."
"I was worried that something might happen to the child, so I had no choice but to shoot preemptively to prevent him from threatening us with the child."
While talking, Tang Qi picked up the child from the arms of the man in black and walked towards Tang Ruoxue with a look of great joy.
"Child, Wangfan..." Tang Ruoxue's delicate body trembled, she reacted, and she rushed forward to hug the child with excitement.
"Wangfan, Wangfan!"
Tang Ruoxue was so happy that she hugged the child for dear life, tears streaming down her face.
She was unwilling to let go, as if she was worried that if she let go, the child would be lost again.
She is not Zhao Mingyue, and she cannot bear the separation of mother and son for more than 20 years.
Then, she patted the child's cheek anxiously: "Wangfan, Wangfan, what's wrong with you?
Why don't you say anything?"
"Mr. Tang, it's okay, it's okay."
Tang Qi softly advised Tang Ruoxue: "The child just took some poison..." As soon as the words left his mouth, Tang Qi stopped the topic.
