Some people, if you pass by them, will be remembered for a lifetime.
Dong Qianli ran over like a cheetah, dragging Ye Fan desperately towards the car:
"Master Ye, go quickly, go quickly!"
Soon, he put Ye Fan into the car and stepped on the accelerator!
"Woo——"
The car drove out of the scene like an arrow.
Ye Fan, who was sitting in the car, turned around and saw Xia Kunlun clinging to Zhan Jingfeng, refusing to let go.
Zhan Jingfeng was extremely angry, but he couldn't get rid of his hand, so he could only roar helplessly: "Ahhhh--"
Ye Fan looked quite uncomfortable.
Xia Kunlun looked at the car driving away, not caring about Zhan Jingfeng's stab.
He also hummed a ballad softly in his mouth:
"The summer is cool in May, frost is flying in the fields, the sun and the moon are fighting, and finally rest."
"I am a white-haired old mother who is looking forward to losing her heart and soul. What a shame for my wife, who is alone in an empty house."
It's very long, very sad, very guilty, but not a trace of regret.
In his next life, he would still like to be Xia Kunlun.
I just wonder, are the tea gardens in my hometown full of flowers?
"boom--"
Almost as soon as Ye Fan and Dong Qianli drove away from the scene, an explosion resounded through the night sky.
A cotton cloud rises into the sky...
The entire Mingzhu Community was bombed into ruins.
The Xia national song that echoed in the night sky also stopped abruptly...
At six o'clock in the morning, a seaside restaurant owned by Cai's family in Hengcheng.
The sky is gray, the sea breeze is cold, there are still lights of fishing boats in the distance, and the seaside is also in a state of depression.
The semi-open restaurant was lit with lights.
Ye Fan and Miao Fenglang were sitting in the yard, eating steamed buns and soy milk in silence.
In the battle at Mingzhu Community, although Ye Fan was not injured at all, Zhan Jingfeng and his gang were all killed violently, so Ye Fan's plan to disrupt the Dragon Slaying Hall was considered a success.
But there was no joy on Ye Fan's face, and there was also a touch of unspeakable melancholy.
The few lines of ballads sung by Xia Kunlun also echoed in my mind.
Xia Kunlun gave him a lot of impact.
Ye Fan didn't know whether he was a hero or not.
But the iron-blooded man has no water, and his loyalty to Xia Guo makes him even more emotional.
Ye Fan vaguely thought of the five elites who died in Yangguo Laboratory.
He also thought of the unfulfilled wishes they had entrusted to him.
"Master Ye!"
As Ye Fan's thoughts were spinning, a Harley motorcycle parked in front of the restaurant.
Then Dong Qianli jumped down from above.
He quickly walked into the courtyard and came to Mark, with a touch of sadness on his face:
"I have inquired clearly. Mingzhu Community was blown into ruins."
"Twenty meters of buildings above ground and six meters of sewers underground were all blown over."
"Not to mention alive, even the body was turned into pieces."
"The amount of fried food is at least 300 kilograms."
"If we hadn't evacuated Mingzhu Community in time, we might have been trapped inside."
"However, the official claimed that the aging gas pipeline in the community caused the large-scale explosion."
Dong Qianli pulled up a chair and sat down: "Miss Ling will follow up on the subsequent compensation negotiations."
"Xia Kunlun is really dead?"
Ye Fan accidentally asked: "Didn't you hide in a safe corner and escape by luck?"
"This is the scene!"
Dong Qianli did not answer Ye Fan directly, but took out a stack of printed photos and put them on the table.
The photo is very clear, it is a ruin, but it is still hopelessly shattered.
Ye Fan also saw Zhan Jingfeng's steel suit.
The suit was torn apart and torn into steel wires.
The helmet is still intact, but it also has numerous cracks and there are still strong blood stains inside.
When Miao Fenglang saw that the steel suit was destroyed, he felt very regretful on his face, and then ate three more steamed buns to relieve his boredom.
Seeing these pictures, Ye Fan sighed.
Even Zhan Jingfeng's head was missing, how could Xia Kunlun survive?
"Forget it, just do your best and obey fate."
"We have done enough for Xia Kunlun."
Ye Fan quickly calmed down his emotions, and then poured soy milk for Dong Qianli: "It was Yang Poji who planted the explosives last night?"
"I confirmed again that he was hired by the Yang family, and the money came from the Yang family bank."
Dong Qianli nodded heavily and gently took over Mark's topic:
"The Yang family used to have a lot of contacts with Dragon Slaughter Hall, and Xia Kunlun and Du Wang Yang are still close friends."
"The relationship between the two parties is pretty good!"
"Xia Kunlun regained his memory and borrowed troops based on his past trust."
"It's just that the Yang family doesn't want to be tainted with the Dragon Slaying Palace now, so after collecting the benefits from Xia Kunlun and Zhan Jingfeng, they just blew them up."
"Our presence on the scene was purely an accident."
Dong Qianli added: "During Miao Fenglang's torture and extortion of confessions, they knew nothing about our existence."
"The accident seems to be an accident. It's hard to say whether it's pure or not."
Ye Fan lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk: "After all, Ye Forbidden City is also in Hengcheng..."
"I understand, I understand!"
Dong Qianli nodded lightly: "I'll have someone take a closer look."
"Master Ye, can you take off this mask?"
"If Feng Lang hadn't been here, I would have mistaken you for Xia Kunlun."
He changed the subject and said with a smile: "Especially if you take out the sword to protect the country, you will be the master of the Dragon Slaughter Hall."
"I'll go..."
When Ye Fan touched his cheek, he realized that the mask had been taken off, but the mask had not been taken off.
On the way back, I only thought about Xia Kunlun's life and death. When I came to the beach restaurant, I was in a low mood again. Ye Fan forgot about this face.
This also reminded Ye Fan of the country-protecting sword in his arms.
He took it out and stroked the diamond on the hilt of the sword.
"Woo——"
At this moment, there was a sudden roar of cars at the door.
Several white Hummers were lying across the door.
When Miao Fenglang and Dong Qianli put on their masks and went to guard the two sides, a dozen young men in gray clothes rushed into the courtyard like a whirlwind.
The leader is a 1.95 meter tall man with a mask.
The aura is so powerful that it makes people feel suffocated.
Ye Fan instinctively held the sharp sword in his hand and shouted: "Who is it?"
"Palace Master! Palace Master! You are still alive, you are still alive..."
The big man was startled when he saw Ye Fan, and then he pulled off his mask to reveal his facial features.
A rough but honest face appeared.
He took a step forward and half-knelt on the ground, shouting excitedly:
"Qingcang has met the palace master!"
More than a dozen young men in gray knelt down and shouted in unison:
"The Qilin Camp of the Dragon Slaying Palace has met the Palace Master!"
Qingcang?
Qilin camp?
Palace master?
Ye Fan was completely confused.
He subconsciously said: "Who is the palace master?"
"Palace Master, I'm sorry, Qing Cang was supposed to meet you three hours ago."
Qingcang kowtowed to Ye Fan, his voice filled with solemnity and solemnity:
"We had no choice but to be attacked by dozens of snipers on the way!"
"More than thirty brothers were attacked and killed, which also slowed down my coming to see the master of the palace."
"I got rid of them one by one before I came to you."
"Palace Master, I'm sorry, I am incompetent, my rescue came late, and you were frightened."
Having said this, Qingcang slapped himself four times with his backhand.
There was a snapping sound, and the blow caused blood to flow from the mouth and nose.
"Hey, don't do it, don't fight."
Ye Fan hurriedly explained: "Qingcang, right? I am not Xia Kunlun, not your palace master..."
"Palace Master, I am really Qing Cang, a Cang Zai who is really loyal to you."
Qingcang became anxious when he heard this: "I'm not a fake, and I didn't betray you. You don't have to worry that I'm here to stab you."
In order to gain Ye Fan's trust, he asked a dozen of his men to look outside, and then took out various documents to prove it.
"Palace Master, you saved my life and my mother's, and you made me what I am today."
"My mother made me swear an oath on the ancestral tablet. If I betray you, my mother and I will both die."
"I will never betray you even if I die."
Qing Cang also took off his clothes to reveal his thick back.
In addition to countless scars, there are eight large blood-red characters on the back:
Kunlun's kindness must be repaid by fate!
He looked at Ye Fan sincerely: "Palace Master, I can be trusted!"
"No, I'm not worried about your identity, and I'm not saying you can't be trusted."
Seeing this, Ye Fan pulled off his mask and said:
"My name is Ye Fan, but I am not Xia Kunlun."
He explained: "This mask is purely a coincidence."
"Ye Fan? Not the palace master?"
Qingcang was slightly startled at first, and then suddenly realized:
"Palace Master, in order to avoid Xiaoxiao's attacks and remain mysterious, you have been wearing a mask all these years?"
"Is this face your real face?"
He looked at Ye Yanzu’s mask and sighed:
"This mask is too realistic and too high-tech."
"Even I, who has been following you for many years, didn't notice that the palace master was wearing a mask, let alone Zhan Jingfeng and the others who saw your true appearance."
"This is indeed a brilliant move."
"You usually wear a mask in the Dragon Slaughter Hall, causing everyone to mistake it for your true identity."
"So once you remove the mask and restore your original face, you can swim into the sea and make it impossible for the enemy to target you."
"I was originally a little curious about how the palace master managed to kill all the enemies who had the upper hand in Mingzhu Community."
"I finally understand now that the palace master must have asked someone to wear the same mask and pretend to be the palace master in Mingzhu Community to attract Zhan Jingfeng and the others."
"Then you blow them up from behind, leaving nothing behind."
"This is a clever move to build a plank road to cross Chencang secretly!"
He looked at Ye Fan with admiration: "The master of the palace is wise!"
"I'm not fucking Xia Kunlun!"
Ye Fan slapped the table and shook the photos on the table, saying angrily:
