Ye Fan, who hung up the phone, said goodbye to Mrs. Zhao, and then returned to Jin Zhilin as quickly as possible.
He was shouting at Ye Wujiu while searching for his traces.
Ye Wujiu stayed in Jinzhilin from morning to night. Ye Fan really didn't believe that he would be kidnapped by Miao Jinge.
But he searched for it but could not see Ye Wujiu's shadow.
Su Xier and Sun Bufan also said that they hadn't seen Ye Wujiu for a long time.
The phone is even more unreachable.
"Your father had lunch and was going to take a nap, but he suddenly felt that he was too full, so he said he would go to a nearby park to take a walk."
Seeing Ye Fan's anxious expression, Chen Biqin, who ran out of the kitchen, felt a sudden slap in her heart, grabbed Ye Fan's arm and spoke:
"I haven't come back yet."
"I thought he was playing chess in the chess and card corner... Ye Fan, what happened?"
"Is something wrong with your father?"
"I have told him how many times this old guy has been, and he stayed in the clinic and swept the floor well, but he just ran out for a walk."
"It's a turbulent time now, and something happens if you are not careful."
"Ye Fan, you must save your father and never let him get into trouble."
She has always been submissive, but she still doesn't expect something to happen to Ye Wujiu.
At the same time, the Longdu Police Branch also called and informed the two bodyguards who followed Ye Wujiu were knocked out in the park.
At this point, Ye Fan confirmed that Ye Wujiu was indeed kidnapped.
"It's too much to deceive people."
"Miao Jinge, if you dare to touch my father, I will let you Miao be buried with you."
Ye Fan angrily punched the wall, and once again found that he still didn't kill enough people and his fangs were not sharp enough.
Then, he reached out to hold Chen Biqin and spoke:
"Mom, don't worry, dad won't be in trouble."
"I will definitely bring him back safely."
After saying that, Ye Fan turned around and left the clinic. Ye Zhendong wanted to follow him for a while, but Ye Fan refused without hesitation.
Ye Zhendong is Jin Zhilin's Dinghai Sword Needle. As long as he stays in Jin Zhilin, Jin Zhilin and others will be fine.
Ye Fan doesn't want any more changes now.
When he got into the car and left, Ye Fan sent five text messages in one breath, including Yuan Qingyi, Cai Lingzhi, Dugu Shang, Tang Ruoxue, and a Zhong Tianshi...
In fifty minutes, a special plane flew directly from Longdu to Miaocheng.
At 7:15 pm, the Octagonal Tower in Miaocheng was decorated with lights.
The building, constructed like Bagua, not only makes the Miao family's old house pleasing to the eye, but also makes its layers of guards become impeccable.
Every corner, every floor, every entrance and exit are bright and hidden.
In addition to the captive snakes and insects and other gu objects, no one can handle the place at all.
At this moment, there is an Eight Immortals Table in the front hall on the second floor of the Octagonal Building. Sitting next to the table, you can not only see the lights of thousands of families in Miaocheng, but also see the main door of the Octagonal Building.
Miao Jinge was sitting at the main seat of the Eight Immortals Table, and greeted the dull Ye Wujiu with a smile:
"Brother Ye, come on, the onion, the silkworm pupae, the fried golden cicada, and the cold snake skin are all special dishes in Miaocheng."
"You usually find something that is hard to eat. Come from afar and try it."
Miao Jinge is tall, strong, and has a beard all over his face. At first glance, he looks a bit like Zhang Fei's rhythm.
It's just that the eyes are shining with viciousness, but it gives people a dangerous atmosphere of a cobra.
On both sides of the front hall, more than 30 Miao masters stood, each with cold expressions, carrying long axes on his back, waiting for Ye Fan and the others to appear.
There was also a big man about two meters, sitting on a bench in the corner, grinding a sharp machete.
The blade is sharp and scary.
"President Miao, you're welcome, you're welcome."
Ye Wujiu sat opposite Miao Jinge, while worried about being afraid to look around, while responding to Miao Jinge with flattery:
"I have a bad appetite recently and can't eat these good things."
"I'll just eat a few peanuts."
He grabbed a handful of cumin peanuts on the table and ate them one by one, as if he was not used to this big scene.
"Brother Ye, you are so dissatisfied."
Miao Jinge smiled helplessly: "You come here so far, don't eat or drink food, and Ye Xun will come over later, and I will only blame me for being careless."
"He is my immediate boss. Aren't you making things difficult for me?"
He poured Ye Wujiu a glass of strong wine: "And some wine and some dishes, once you miss it, you will never be able to eat it again."
"President Miao, are you going to kill me?"
Ye Wujiu blinked his eyes and looked at Miao Jinge:
"Actually, I am just a boatman with no background, no family background, no connections, and no value at all."
"It's really unnecessary for you to get me here with all your efforts."
"Besides, your rules are not a grudge in the world, and the disaster is not as good as your family? Are you not very kind to tie me up?"
He was exhausted and he was a turtle. He didn't dare to win chess in the park, so he was still invited here.
Please, please, and you can also go to an important place like Octagonal Tower, with more than 2,000 people in front and behind, and you can't kill them all...
"I don't want to invite Brother Ye over."
"But your son Ye Fan always goes against me. He captured my eldest son and took my younger son. More than a hundred elite soldiers were killed by him."
Miao Jinge told Ye Wujiu seriously:
"By the way, he also killed our old tribe, Miao Taidou. He is a person who treats me like a father."
"Elder Duanmu is also my best friend. How could I not seek justice?"
"The grudges in the world really do not harm your family, so I secretly tie you up and kill you after using it. That is not considered a grudge in the world, but a personal grudge."
Miao Jinge took a sip of the spirits: "Of course, this is a bit self-deception, so after you die, I will punish myself for three cups, and this matter will be over."
"If you have a grudge against Ye Fan, you can settle the score with Ye Fan."
Ye Wujiu smiled bitterly: "Although he is my son, he is already an adult and he can bear the consequences by himself. It is not appropriate for me to bear the responsibility as a father."
While speaking, he ate a few more peanuts and swept through several dark places in the Octagonal Building.
Those positions not only have mechanisms, but also gunmen, which have huge lethality.
"I think Long will settle the score with Ye Fan in the past."
Miao Jinge seemed to understand Ye Wujiu's attitude, and then there was a feeling on his face:
"But I am a martial artist, my ancestors are still slaves, and I am born with a very inferiority. When I think that Longdu is all high-ranking officials, my legs tremble."
"I went to Longdu. When I saw such a big city and such a large official, I probably knelt down on the spot. How could I talk about revenge?"
"So after thinking about it, I still borrowed the blessing of Brother Ye and asked Ye Fan to come to Miaocheng to take a walk."
"Don't worry, as long as he sends Miao Jingyun and Miao Zhuifeng over, I will definitely let you father and son get on the road quickly."
"Whenever you have any pain, I, Miao Jinge, will repay you with my life, and I will definitely bury you in the Feng Shui treasure land, so that you can join a good family in the next life."
Miao Jinge's heart-wrenching words were filled with a sense of slaughter.
Ye Wujiu smiled bitterly: "It seems that President Miao cannot give me a way out."
"What's the joy of life, and what's the sorrow of death?"
Miao Jinge picked up the wine glass: "I lost my head, and I will be another hero in 18 years."
Ye Wujiu also held up the cup:
"Are you going to give it to the coffin?"
"Give!"
"Are you going to send a tombstone?"
"deliver!"
"Does the father and son have the same acupoint?"
“It must be together.”
"Okay, I understand."
"It's good if Brother Ye understands it. Come and cheer!"
"Dry……"
Ye Wujiu and Miao Jinge touched the wine glass heavily, and then drank the strong wine in the glass.
It's time...
"Bang--"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the gate of the Octagonal Tower, and then the thick copper door fell to both sides.
In the dust flying, a huge figure appeared in the sight of countless people.
At the same time, an extremely suffocating cold air approached the front hall of the Octagonal Building.