Some people pass by each other but will be remembered forever.
Dong Qianli ran over like a cheetah and dragged Ye Fan to the car desperately:
"Mr. Ye, go quickly, go quickly!"
Soon, he stuffed Ye Fan into the car and stepped on the accelerator!
"Woo--"
The car drove out of the scene like a sharp arrow.
Ye Fan, who was sitting in the car, turned his head and saw Xia Kunlun stuck in Zhan Jingfeng, and he refused to let go.
Zhan Jingfeng was extremely angry, but he couldn't take off his hands, so he could only yell: "Ahhhh--"
Ye Fan looked very uncomfortable.
Xia Kunlun looked at the car that was leaving, and it didn't matter how Zhan Jingfeng stabbed him.
He also hummed a song softly:
"The summer is cool in May, frost is flying all over the fields, the sun and the moon are fighting, and we will finally rest in peace."
"I am white-haired old mother, hoping to break my heart, how can my wife be able to stay alone in the empty room."
It's very long, very desolate, very guilty, but there's no regret at all.
In another life, he is still willing to be Xia Kunlun.
I just don’t know if the tea gardens in my hometown are full of flowers?
"boom--"
Almost Ye Fan and Dong Qianli drove away from the scene, and an explosion rang out throughout the night sky.
A cotton cloud soared into the sky...
The entire Mingzhu community was blown into ruins.
The ballad of the summer country echoing in the night sky also stopped abruptly...
At six o'clock in the morning, a seaside restaurant under the Cai 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 depressed.
The semi-open restaurant has lights on.
Ye Fan and Miao Fenglang sat in the yard, eating buns and soy milk silently.
In the battle of Mingzhu Community, although Ye Fan did not suffer any damage, Zhan Jingfeng and his gang were all killed. Ye Fan's plan to disrupt the Dragon Slaying Hall was also considered successful.
But Ye Fan's face was not at all happy, and there was a hint of indescribable melancholy.
The songs sang by Xia Kunlun also echoed in my mind.
Xia Kunlun gave him a lot of shocks.
Ye Fan doesn't know whether he is a hero or not.
But the iron-blooded man had no water, and his loyalty to Xia State made him even more moved.
Ye Fan vaguely thought of the five elites who died in the Yangguo Laboratory.
He also remembered the unfulfilled wish they had entrusted to him.
"Mr. Ye!"
As Ye Fan's thoughts turned, a Harley motorcycle parked at the entrance of the restaurant.
Then Dong Qianli jumped down from above.
He walked into the yard quickly and came to Ye Fan with a faint sadness on his face:
"I've found out clearly that Mingzhu Community has been blown into ruins."
"The buildings on the ground and the sewers on the ground were all blown up."
"Stop talking about surviving, even the corpse has become fragments."
"The fried food content is at least three hundred kilograms."
"If we hadn't evacuated Mingzhu Community in time, we might have broken it in it."
"However, the official claims that the aging of the gas pipeline in the community caused a large-scale explosion."
Dong Qianli pulled out the chair and sat down: "Ms. Ling will follow up on the compensation negotiations later."
"Is Xia Kunlun really dead?"
Ye Fan accidentally asked: "Didn't hide in a safe corner and escape by luck?"
"This is the scene!"
Dong Qianli did not directly answer Ye Fan, but just took out a stack of printed photos and placed them on it.
The photos are very clear, a ruin, and they are still shattering in despair.
Ye Fan also saw Zhan Jingfeng's steel suit.
The suit was split into pieces and pulled into steel wires.
The helmet is kept intact, but there are countless cracks and there are rich blood stains inside.
When Miao Fenglang saw that the steel suit was destroyed, he felt very regretful, and then ate three more buns to relieve his boredom.
Seeing these scenes, Ye Fan sighed.
Even Zhan Jingfeng had his head and head differently, how could Xia Kunlun survive?
"Forget it, let it go."
"We have done enough for Xia Kunlun."
Ye Fan quickly calmed down and then poured soy milk for Dong Qianli: "Is Yang Bodu who buried the fried food last night?"
"I confirmed again that it was someone hired by the Yang family, and the money was also from the Yang family's money house."
Dong Qianli nodded heavily and took over Ye Fan's topic softly:
"The Yang family used to have a lot of contact with the Dragon Slaying Hall, and Xia Kunlun and Yang Gambling King were still friends with each other forgot about age."
"The relationship between the two sides is pretty good!"
"Xia Kunlun restores his memory and borrows troops based on his past trust."
"But the Yang family doesn't seem to want to get involved in the Dragon Slaying Hall now, so after collecting the benefits of Xia Kunlun and Zhan Jingfeng, they were killed directly."
"It was purely an accident that we were present at the scene."
Dong Qianli added: "During Miao Fenglang's torture and confession, they knew nothing about our existence."
"An accident seems to be an accident, and it's hard to say whether it's pure or not."
Ye Fan lowered his head and drank a sip of soy milk: "After all, Ye Biencheng is also in Hengcheng..."
"I understand, understand!"
Dong Qianli nodded gently: "I'll let someone stare deeper."
"Mr. Ye, can you take off your mask?"
"If Feng Lang wasn't there, I would have treated you as Xia Kunlun."
He smiled and said, "Especially if you take out the sword of protecting the country, you will be the Lord of the Dragon Slaying Hall."
"I'll go..."
Ye Fan touched his cheek and realized that he had taken off his mask and did not take it off.
On the way back, he only thought about Xia Kunlun's life and death. When he came to the beach restaurant, he was depressed, so Ye Fan forgot this face.
This also reminded Ye Fan of the country protection sword in his arms.
He took out and stroked the diamond on the hilt of the sword.
"Woo--"
Just then, a car suddenly roared at the door.
Several white Hummers were all across the door.
When Miao Fenglang and Dong Qianli put on masks and went into alert on both sides, more than a dozen gray-clothed young men rushed into the hospital like a whirlwind.
The leader is a 1.95-meter-old man with masks.
The strong aura gives people a sense of suffocation.
Ye Fan instinctively shook his hands and shouted: "Who is it?"
"Lord of Palace! Lord of Palace! You are still alive, you are still alive..."
The big man was stunned when he saw Ye Fan, then pulled off his mask and exposed his facial features.
A rough but honest face is presented.
He stepped forward and knelt on the ground halfway, shouting excitedly:
"Qing Cang has met the Palace Master!"
More than a dozen young men in gray knelt down and shouted:
"I have met the Lord of the Qilin Camp in the Dragon Slaying Hall!"
Qing Cang?
Qilin Camp?
Lord of the Palace?
Ye Fan was completely confused.
He subconsciously spoke out: "Who is the Palace Master?"
"Lord of the Palace, I'm sorry, Qing Cang should have met you three hours ago."
Qing Cang kowtowed to Ye Fan, his voice carrying a tragic feeling:
"I was attacked by dozens of snipers on the way!"
"More than thirty brothers were attacked and killed, and I was slowing down when I came to see the palace master."
"I'll get them out one by one before I come to you."
"Lord of the Palace, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent. I'm late to save you, which scares you."
Speaking of this, Qing Cang slapped himself four times in the face.
The crackling sound made the mouth and nose bleeding.
"Hey, don't do it, don't hit it."
Ye Fan hurriedly explained: "Qing Cang, right? I am not Xia Kunlun, not your palace master..."
"Lord of Palace, I am Qing Cang, I am really loyal to you."
Qing Cang was 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 more than a dozen men to go out and take out various documents and certificates.
"District Master, you saved my mother's life, and I am the one who has achieved it today."
"My mother asked me to swear to my ancestor's tablet, if I betray you, neither my mother nor I will die well."
"I will never betray you even if I die in my life."
Qing Cang also took off his clothes and exposed his thick back.
In addition to countless scars on the back, there are eight blood-red characters:
Kunlun’s kindness is only rewarded by fate!
He looked at Ye Fan with a sincere look: "Mr. Palace, I can trust you!"
"No, I'm not worried about your identity, nor am I saying you are untrustworthy."
Seeing this, Ye Fan pulled down his mask and opened his mouth:
"My name is Ye Fan, and I am not Xia Kunlun."
He explained: "This mask is purely a coincidence."
"Ye Fan? Not the Palace Master?"
Qing Cang was slightly stunned at first, then suddenly realized:
"Lord of the Palace, you have been wearing a mask for years to avoid attacks on clutter and keep your mystery?"
"This face is your true face?"
He looked at Ye Yanzu's mask and sighed:
"This mask is too realistic and high-tech."
"I haven't even noticed the palace master wearing a mask after following me for many years, let alone Zhan Jingfeng and the others have seen your true face."
"This is indeed a trick."
"You usually wear a mask to move in the Dragon Slaying Hall, making everyone mistakenly think that is your true body."
"So once you remove the mask and restore the original face, you can go into the sea and make the enemy unable to lock it."
"I was a little curious about how the Palace Master captured all the enemies who had the advantage in Mingzhu Community."
"I understand now that the palace master must have someone put on the same mask and pretend to be the palace master in Mingzhu Community to attract Zhan Jingfeng and the others."
"Then you fry them from behind without leaving a piece of armor."
"This trick is to make a plank road openly and cross Chen Cang secretly!"
He looked at Ye Fan with admiration: "The Lord of the Palace is wise!"
"I'm not the fucking Xia Kunlun!"
Ye Fan slapped the photo on the table and said angrily: "I am Ye Fan!"