The first thousand two hundred and six chapters tie the kite string
After reaching the deal, Ye Fan took action to treat the Eight-faced Buddha.
Thanks to Ye Fan's personal treatment and the concentrated version of the red and white medicine, the Eight-faced Buddha quickly recovered to 70% of his condition.
Clearly feeling the changes in his body, the Eight-faced Buddha was grateful to Ye Fan, but also shocked.
He really didn't expect that Ye Fan's medical skills were so advanced.
One day and one night, Ye Fan restored his strength and vitality to this half-dead person.
Especially the impact of a few silver needles on the Dantian, the Eight-faced Buddha felt like he could give Luo Yunyun a fight.
However, these thoughts passed by in a flash, and the Eight-faced Buddha's attention quickly turned back to Cronkins.
Sixty days were fleeting, and he had to make good use of this time.
So after nothing serious happened, the Eight-faced Buddha left the basement.
He is flying to Eagle Country for deployment.
Ye Fan didn't give much advice. After giving him enough travel expenses and passport, he arranged for him to leave Longdu quietly.
With Ye Fan's protection, the Eight-faced Buddha quickly boarded a connecting flight to Hong Kong City.
"The account does have more than 6 billion, and I even withdrew it and put it in my pocket for safety."
Looking at the plane disappearing in the sky and in the black nanny car, Song Hongyan leaned slightly and said, "Are you just so confident that you can give him freedom?"
"Although the Eight-faced Buddha has great abilities, he is also a lone wolf."
"With no family, no territory, etc. to worry about, he can overturn his promise at any time without any cost."
"Maybe after leaving, he will change his identity and hide, or he may turn around and come back to deal with you in the port city."
Song Hongyan reminded Ye Fan softly, worrying that letting go of the Eight-faced Buddha would mean letting the tiger go home.
For her, the danger of the Eight-faced Buddha is far more than six billion can compensate for.
"Don't worry, the Eight-faced Buddha is a man. He promised not to hurt me, so he won't go back on his word and deal with me."
Ye Fan reached out and hugged the woman into his arms, and spoke with a sense of confidence on his face: "Besides, since he and Young Master Luo are clean, it means the mission has been completed, and there is no reason to attack me again."
"Besides, I also gave him Miao Fenglang's termite poison."
"After three months, if the Eight-faced Buddha does not appear in front of me to detoxify, the termites will break out of the cocoon and devour the entire heart."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "That's really the pain of thousands of ants biting the bones."
Song Hongyan smiled lightly, with a hint of worry in her tone: "I'm just worried that the Eight-faced Buddha will break the jar, kill his enemy, and then die with you."
"After all, he is alone now. After revenge, it makes no difference whether he lives or dies."
There was no string in her hand to hold the Eight-faced Buddha, and Song Hongyan felt insecure.
"I know what you mean, but there's really no need to worry."
Ye Fan smiled and handed the scanned and printed family photo to Song Hongyan: "Take a look."
"I have seen this photo several times and verified it several times. It is indeed the wife, daughter and family of the Eight-faced Buddha."
Song Hongyan was slightly startled, then she held the photo and said, "The eighteen names behind him are indeed his enemies."
"The photo has no moisture."
She looked at Mark curiously: "What do you want me to see?"
"Look at the Chinese wife of the Eight-faced Buddha."
Ye Fan smiled calmly: "Do you have any impression of her appearance?"
Song Hongyan sat up slightly, turned on the lights in the carriage, and looked at the photos carefully.
"After looking at this woman for a long time, why does she feel familiar?
Could it be that I have seen the wife of the Eight-faced Buddha before?"
"But the wife of the Eight-faced Buddha died fifteen years ago, and I couldn't have interacted with her more than ten years ago."
"Even if I had an encounter with the wife of the Eight-faced Buddha, I wouldn't be able to remember it for more than ten years."
Song Hongyan looked at the hostess of the family photo and was very conflicted, and she didn't know what Ye Fan meant.
"Then look at this photo again."
Ye Fan took out another photo from his arms and handed it to Song Hongyan.
It was the photo of the young girl that fell from the Eight-faced Buddha.
When I was in my twenties, I was in my prime. I was smelling the white flowers of gardenia and smiling like a picture in the sunshine.
"Girl, I've seen it, I've seen it, I have an impression!"
Song Hongyan saw this photo and her eyes became clearer when she saw the girl's face.
"I think I met her in Jin Zhilin. She seems to be Tang Ruoxue's friend."
"It's just that I can't remember your name right now."
Song Hongyan's pretty face showed a hint of excitement as she tried to recall the young girl's name.
"Yang Jingxiao!"
Ye Fan said calmly: "Tang Ruoxue's former best friend was a miserable person."
She is also the person that Ye Fan has always felt guilty about.
"Yes, Yang Jingxiao."
Song Hongyan instantly remembered Yang Jingxiao's information, held the photo and said: "She tipped you off about Tang Ruoxue's whereabouts, and then suffered cruel revenge from Zhao Hongguang."
"I remember that after she was raped by Zhao Hongguang and the others, she was put in a box and given to Jin Zhilin as a congratulatory gift."
"Then, you asked Huang Zhendong and others to arrest Zhao Hongguang to avenge Yang Jingxiao."
Song Hongyan's eyes flashed with light as she recalled her hard work in Zhonghai.
It was a cruel experience in life, but it was also the most precious gain in her life.
"Yes, in the end, Yang Jingxiao personally killed her enemy and left Zhonghai with the one billion she deserved."
Ye Fan took over the topic softly: "She wants to change her life in a different environment."
"I thought we would never meet each other again in this life, so if we don't see acquaintances, we won't remember the painful experiences."
“I didn’t expect to see her photo on the Eight-faced Buddha.”
He sighed in his heart, maybe this is fate.
"It's definitely a bit of providence."
Song Hongyan also smiled when she looked at Yang Jingxiao's photo: "I'm just a little surprised. Shouldn't the Eight-faced Buddha, who is like a lone wolf, feel dejected after losing all his family members?"
"Why would he be interested in Yang Jingxiao, who is in her twenties?"
Putting a girl's photo in her wallet together with her family portrait shows Yang Jingxiao's importance and intimacy to the Eight-faced Buddha.
In a series of information about the Eight-faced Buddha, he is always a man who is deeply devoted to his wife.
Otherwise, the Eight-faced Buddha would not have been unable to recover from the pain for more than ten years, and he would not have been thinking about killing everyone involved.
She also had some doubts. Wasn't it just about discussing the wife of the Eight-faced Buddha? Why did it suddenly turn to Yang Jingxiao?
“It’s easy!”
Seeing that Song Hongyan was confused, Ye Fan took the family photo and took out his mobile phone.
He opened a software and scanned the photo of the eight-faced Buddha's wife into it.
Later, Ye Fan clicked on his appearance, which was twenty-five years younger, and saw that the face of the Eight-faced Buddha's wife changed rapidly.
It didn't take long for the appearance to change completely, and it was fixed at the age of the eight-faced Buddha's wife who was in her twenties.
Song Hongyan was shocked when she saw it: "Yang Jingxiao?"
It's so similar, so similar.
The 25-year-old wife of the Eight-faced Buddha is almost the same as the current Yang Jingxiao.
The eyes, nose, smile, and gentleness that looks down on the harshness of the world are so similar.
"Yang Jingxiao looks very much like the wife of the Eight-faced Buddha when she was young."
Ye Fan had obviously done enough homework. He rubbed the photo with his fingers and said, "This is also the reason why the Eight-faced Buddha regained its vitality after despair."
"I don't know yet what the relationship between the Eight-faced Buddha and Yang Jingxiao is."
"But it is certain that Yang Jingxiao is very important and intimate to him, otherwise she would not appear in his wallet."
"The silence of the Eight-faced Buddha in the past two years is probably not just about revenge, but also about staying together."
He held Song Hongyan's hand and said, "You are worried that the Eight-faced Buddha will float away and you will not be able to control it."
"Then you can rest assured now."
"The Eight-faced Buddha is a kite, and Yang Jingxiao is the thread that holds him..." "If I want the Eight-faced Buddha to come back, he will never fly away!"
