Chapter 1839 The person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell
"Song Hongyan, I am Tang Kexin, not your dog or cat."
"Fifty-five seconds left!"
"Mrs. Tang is not only the wife of Tang Sect, but also the temporary helmsman of Tang Sect. Please respect it."
"Fifty seconds left!"
"Tang Ruoxue is now the head of the twelve branches of the Tang Sect, and you can't see it just by wanting to."
"Forty seconds left!"
"You are just an illegitimate daughter in the battle of the Tang Sect. If you want the Tang Sect to dominate, who will give you the confidence?"
"Thirty seconds!"
On the other side of the phone, after Tang Kexin identified it as Song Hongyan, she scolded and attacked him high.
Song Hongyan didn't have any turmoil, but her tone was indifferent and counting down time.
"Tang Kexin, don't make decisions without authorization. It's better to pass the words to Chen Yuanyuan."
"Otherwise, once I intervene in the battle of the Tang Sect and bring her great trouble, you will be done."
Song Hongyan reminded: "At that time, not only will the benefits she promised to give you are beaten up, but you may be sacrificed by her."
Ye Fan added: "If we exchange the interests of Dihao Bank for your life, do you think Chen Yuanyuan is willing?"
"you--"
Tang Kexin's tone became quick: "Ye Fan, Song Hongyan, don't bully people too much."
Song Hongyan spoke lightly: "Twenty seconds."
Tang Kexin was extremely angry, but finally hung up the phone and went to contact Chen Yuanyuan.
More than ten seconds later, a phone call came in, and Song Hongyan handed the phone directly to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took it over and shouted: "Madam Tang, I want to talk to Tang Ruoxue on the phone?"
He thought Tang Kexin had contacted Chen Yuanyuan.
"Doctor Ye, what are you looking for me?"
Not Chen Yuanyuan's voice in my ears, but Tang Ruoxue's cold and strange voice.
"Ye Fan, you and Mr. Tang are already like strangers. Neither she nor her son have anything to do with you."
Before Ye Fan could respond, Tang Kexin's voice burst out:
"But you are tangled and threatened Mrs. Tang and I to contact Ruoxue. What do you want?"
"Does Ruoxue and your son never let them go if you don't die?"
"Stop it, Ye Fan, don't bother Ruoxue and his son, so don't bother them again."
Tang Kexin stimulated Ye Fan's eardrums: "Can you all be safe?"
She was so angry that she was knocked and beaten up by Song Hongyan and Ye Fan just now, and now she found an opportunity and was naturally instigated.
"Doctor Ye, I'm very busy. If you have something to say, I'll die if you have nothing to do."
Tang Ruoxue no longer had the irritability of the past, only a cold tone.
This tone that kept people from thousands of miles away made Ye Fan feel strange.
But Ye Fan didn't blame her. He knew that he hurt Tang Ruoxue's heart last time in the hospital.
"Ruoxue, I didn't mean to bother you."
Ye Fan hurriedly explained: "I just want to ask, is the child good? Is it safe or not?"
"Can you bring me over and let me see and hear the sound?"
He dared not say directly that Xiong Tianjun arranged for someone to stare at them and their son, so as not to scare them.
"Ye Fan!"
Tang Kexin shouted with righteousness and screamed again: "How many more times do you want me to say it?"
"Ruoxue and his son have nothing to do with you. Ruoxue divorced you and you are not worthy of your child's father. What do you ask the child for?"
"When Ruoxue was pregnant, you didn't take good care of her. When she knelt down and begged you to accompany her childbirth, you ignored it..."
"Now she has given birth to a child safely, so you run out to pick the fruit?"
"Are you still a man? Do you have a little conscience?"
"Aren't you very good at hang out with Song Hongyan? Why did you come out and provoke Ruoxue and his son again?"
"They can no longer bear your stimulation, so don't think about snatching your son."
Tang Kexin stirred Tang Ruoxue's most fragile and painful weakness, so that she would not be fooled by Ye Fan's sweet words.
"Shut up, Tang Kexin."
Ye Fan said angrily: "Don't fan the flames for me."
"Doctor Ye, sorry, my son is sleeping and it is not convenient to bring him over."
Tang Ruoxue's tone was not emotional at all: "And you have no right to let me show you the child."
"Also, this son is mine. If anyone wants to snatch him, I will fight him to the death."
Her words were like a bone-carved knife to warn Ye Fan: "Including you!"
Ye Fan was anxious: "Ruoxue, can I not see if I can do it? I will just listen, can you carry him over?"
Tang Ruoxue responded indifferently: "Doctor Ye, if you have nothing to do, I'll die."
"If Mrs. Tang hadn't asked me to talk to you for a few words, I wouldn't have answered the phone."
"Before the full moon, my child and I were 30 meters in a radius, and electronic products were never allowed."
She reminded: "So don't contact me in the future."
"Mr. Tang, Ye Fan is not trying to provoke you or rob your son, but he is worried about the safety of the child."
Song Hongyan stepped forward and grabbed her phone and said coldly: "We have caught a strong rival Xiong Tianjun."
"He threatened us that if we kill him, Ye Fan's son would die."
"He had arranged for people to stare at you, mother and son."
"Ye Fan is worried, so he makes this call."
"If you confirm that your son is fine, then just pretend we haven't called."
Song Hongyan threw out a sentence, then waved her hand and took a shot, pointing at Xiong Tianjun on the ground.
Xiong Tianjun smiled disapprovingly, basking in the sun with peace of mind, waiting for Song Hongyan and the others to confirm.
"A bad excuse..."
Tang Kexin sneered: "If you want to see your son, just look at him. What are the dangers?"
"This Tangmen Xueheyuan area was specially assigned by the wife to Ruoxue for recuperation, and even a fly could not fly in."
"What are the dangers of the child? There are also bodyguards arranged by the professional team and wife?"
"I'll say another thing, the young master is sleeping, it's safe, it's okay."
Tang Kexin distorted Song Hongyan and Ye Fan's kindness: "Don't make excuses to approach the child."
Ye Fan shouted anxiously: "Ruoxue, I'm really not trying to make a decision on the child, I'm just worried about his safety, go and see the child."
Tang Ruoxue's tone was indifferent: "No need, Ke Xin is right, the child is very safe."
"It's rare, it's good that the kids are fine."
Song Hongyan chuckled at the phone: "Mr. Tang, it's us Meng Lang, and it's also us who disturbed us."
After saying that, she threw the phone to Ye Fan and handed the gun forward one inch.
Xiong Tianjun's face changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he could not act at all.
The next second, the muzzle sounded like a continuous bead.
"Bang bang bang--"
Song Hongyan shot Xiong Tianjun eight times, which made Xiong Tianjun's body shaking and blood splattered.
With the last shot, she even hit Xiong Tianjun in the forehead with a bang.
The head is blooming.
Xiong Tianjun smiled stiffly and fell to the ground straight, with blood flowing on his head and body.
His eyes widened, very angry and unwilling to accept it.
Xiong Tianjun never expected that Song Hongyan would shoot herself to death without fully confirming it.
"The kid is fine, then you should die."
Song Hongyan took another step forward and banged Xiong Tianjun's eyes with two bangs.
Just straightforward.
Ye Fan was slightly in a daze and looked at the dead Xiong Tianjun, unable to react for a moment.
Tang Ruoxue and Tang Kexin on the other end of the phone were also subconsciously silent.
Obviously they all felt the murderous intent thousands of miles away.
"Ruoxue, it's not good, it's not good!"
At this moment, Wu Ma screamed from the phone: "The young master is gone, the young master is gone..."
"What?"
Tang Ruoxue, who had been cold, trembled: "Wangfan is gone?"
Tang Kexin also shouted: "This is impossible!"
The phone landed on the ground with a snap, and I could feel the chaos on the Tang Sect.
Ye Fan grabbed his phone and shouted: "Ruoxue, Ruoxue!"
"Ye Fan, the child has something to do, I will never finish it with you!"
A sad roar came from the other end of the phone, and then it was trampled to pieces with a click...