After the deal was concluded, Ye Fan took action to treat the Eight-faced Buddha.
Under Ye Fan's personal treatment and the concentrated version of the red-eye white medicine, the Eight-faced Buddha quickly recovered to 70% of his state.
He clearly felt the changes in his body, and the Eight-faced Buddha was also shocked when he was grateful to Ye Fan.
He really didn't expect Ye Fan to be so good at medical skills.
One day and one night, Ye Fan regained his half-dead person's strength and vitality.
Especially with the impact of the Dantian caused by a few silver needles, the Eight-faced Buddha felt that he could fight Luo Yunyun.
However, these thoughts passed by in a flash, and the Eight-faced Buddha's attention quickly turned back to Cronkins.
Sixty days are fleeting, and he must seize this time.
So after nothing serious, the Eight-faced Buddha left the basement.
He is going to fly to the Eagle Kingdom to deploy.
Ye Fan did not have 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 took a flight to Port City.
"The account is indeed more than 6 billion, and I also withdraw it and put it into the bag for security."
Looking at the plane passing by in the sky, on the black nanny's car, Song Hongyan spoke slightly with her body:
"It's just that you just feel at ease to give him freedom?"
"Although the Eight-faced Buddha is extremely capable, he is also a lonely wolf."
"He has no family, no territory and other worries, and can overturn his promises at any time at any time."
"Maybe he will change his face and hide in this place, or he will fall back in Port City to deal with you."
Song Hongyan softly reminded Ye Fan that she was worried that she would let the eight-faced Buddha go back to the mountain.
For her, the danger of the Eight-faced Buddha is far from being able to make up for it by six billion.
"Don't worry, the Eight-faced Buddha is a man. He promised not to hurt me, and he would not go against me."
Ye Fan reached out and hugged the woman in his arms, and spoke with confidence on his face:
"And he and Master Luo have cleared each other, which means the task has been completed, and there is no reason to attack me again."
"Besides, I also put Miao Fenglang's termite Gu for him."
"In three months, if the Eight-faced Buddha does not appear in front of me to detoxify, the termite worms will break out of their cocoon and swallow the entire heart."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "That's really the pain of thousands of ants eating bones."
Song Hongyan smiled slightly, her tone was filled with a hint of worry:
"I'm worried that the eight-faced Buddha's broken pot will give up, kill the enemy, and die with you."
"After all, he is a lonely man now, and it's no difference between whether he dies or lives after revenge."
There was no thread in his hand holding the Eight-faced Buddha, and Song Hongyan felt insecure.
"I know what you mean, but don't worry."
Ye Fan smiled and handed the scanned and printed family photo to Song Hongyan: "Look."
"I have seen this photo several times and verified it several times. It is indeed the wife and daughter of the Eight-faced Buddha."
Song Hongyan was slightly stunned and pinched the photo and said, "The eighteen names behind her are indeed his enemies."
“There is no moisture in the photo.”
She looked at Ye Fan curiously: "What do you want me to see?"
"Look at the Chinese wife of the Eight-faced Buddha."
Ye Fan smiled calmly: "See if she has any impression of her appearance?"
Song Hongyan sat upright slightly, turned on the lights in the carriage, and looked at the photos carefully.
"Why does this woman feel familiar after watching her for a long time? Have I seen her Eight-faced Buddha's wife before?"
"But the Eight-faced Buddha's wife died fifteen years ago, and I couldn't have had any interaction with her more than ten years ago."
"Even if I have any interaction with the Eight-faced Buddha's wife, I can't remember it for more than ten years."
Song Hongyan looked at the mistress in the family portrait and was very conflicted, and she didn't know what Ye Fan meant.
"Then let's take a look at this photo."
Ye Fan took out another photo from his arms and handed it to Song Hongyan.
It is the photo of the young girl who fell from the Eight-faced Buddha.
In his twenties, he is in full bloom. In the sun, he smells the gardenia and white flowers and smiles like a poem.
"I've seen this girl, I've seen it, I have an impression!"
When Song Hongyan saw this photo, her eyes became clearer when she saw the girl's face.
"I seem to have met in Jin Zhilin. She seems to be Tang Ruoxue's friend."
"I just can't remember what the name is."
Song Hongyan's pretty face was a little excited, and she tried hard to recall the young girl's name.
"Yang Jingxiao!"
Ye Fan said lightly: "Tang Ruoxue's former best friend is a miserable person."
She is also the person Ye Fan has always felt guilty about.
"Yes, Yang Jingxiao."
Song Hongyan instantly remembered Yang Jingxiao’s information, and pinched the photo and said:
"She informs you of Tang Ruoxue's whereabouts, and then suffers cruel revenge from Zhao Hongguang."
"I remember that after she was ruined by Zhao Hongguang and the others, she put it in the box and gave it to Jin Zhilin as a gift."
"Then, you asked Huang Zhendong and the others to capture Zhao Hongguang to avenge Yang Jingxiao."
Song Hongyan's eyes flashed with a light, recalling her hard work in Zhonghai.
It was a cruel experience in her life, but it was also the most precious harvest of her in her life.
"That's right, in the end, Yang Jingxiao killed his enemy himself and left Zhonghai with the one billion he deserved."
Ye Fan quietly took over the topic: "She wants to live in a different environment."
"I thought we would never meet each other again in this life, so that we would not think of painful encounters if we could not see acquaintances."
"I didn't expect to see her photo on the Eight-faced Buddha."
He sighed in his heart, maybe this is fate.
"It's true that a little will."
Song Hongyan also smiled when she looked at Yang Jingxiao’s photo:
"It's just that I was a little surprised. The eight-faced Buddha, who is like a lone wolf, shouldn't he feel as if he's dead after his family dies?"
"How could he become interested in Yang Jingxiao, who is in his twenties?"
Putting a girl's photo with her family photo 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 person who is deeply in love with his wife.
Otherwise, the Eight-faced Buddha would not have been able to calm down for more than ten years, nor would he keep thinking about killing all the people involved.
She also felt a little confused. Didn’t she discuss the issue of the Eight-faced Buddha’s wife just now? Why did she suddenly turn to Yang Jingxiao?
“It’s very simple!”
Seeing that Song Hongyan was confused, Ye Fan took out his family photo and took out his cell phone.
He opened a software to scan the photo of the Eight-faced Buddha's wife.
Then, Ye Fan clicked on his appearance and looked twenty-five years younger, and saw that the face of his eight-faced Buddha's wife changed rapidly.
Not long after, the face changed, and it was frozen at the age of the Eight-faced Buddha's wife in her twenties.
When Song Hongyan saw it, she was shocked: "Yang Jingxiao?"
It's so similar, it's so similar.
The 25-year-old Eight-faced Buddha's wife is almost the same as Yang Jingxiao now.
The eyes, nose, smile, and the gentleness of looking down on the world are really too similar.
"Yang Jingxiao looked very much like the Eight-faced Buddha's wife when she was young."
Ye Fan obviously did his homework and rubbed his fingers at the photo and made a sound:
"This is also the reason why the Eight-faced Buddha regained his vitality in despair."
"I don't know what the relationship between Eight-faced Buddha and Yang Jingxiao is yet to be known."
"But it's certain that Yang Jingxiao is very important and close to him, otherwise she wouldn't have appeared in her wallet."
"The silence of the Eight-faced Buddha in the past two years is not only a revenge, but also a long-lasting reunion."
He grabbed Song Hongyan's palm: "You are worried that the Eight-faced Buddha will float out and cannot control it."
"Then you can rest assured now."
"The Eight-faced Buddha is a kite, and then Yang Jingxiao is just tying his string..." "If I want the Eight-faced Buddha to come back, he will definitely not fly away!"