The first thousand and twenty-five chapters who crossed the flying sword, died
Eight elite Ye Tang ignored the guns and approached.
"Bang!"
Song Hongyan shot her on the ground and shouted: "Stop!"
"Ye Tang's 300,000 children, 8,000 elites, and 600 cores. From top to bottom, from inside to outside, none of them will be afraid of death or bleeding."
Facing Song Hongyan's fierce murderous intent and dozens of guns, Han Siqi's face did not fluctuate at all, and he personally walked forward to approach Ye Fan:
"I, Han Siwei, have been in a life of 18 deaths. In order to protect a person's name, I didn't frown even if I had a finger clamped into seven pieces with pliers."
"You bullets can't scare me, Han Siwei."
"We have nine people who will not use a single shot and a single shot. Mr. Song either shoots us randomly or lets us take people away."
While landing, he slapped his chest hard, indicating his fearlessness.
The eight people were also similar and their faces remained unchanged.
Song Hongyan's fingers trembled slightly, and there was an indescribable struggle in her eyes.
If you shoot, things will be in trouble. Not only will you not be able to protect Ye Fan, but you will also get yourself and the Song family in.
The shooting of Ye Tang's execution personnel was the same as treason. Not to mention her, it was difficult for even the five people to deal with, otherwise Zheng Qiankun would not have been intimidated by Mo Qianxiong at the beginning.
This will also be something that countless opponents are happy to see, so they can besiege the Song family and divide the commercial empire she guarded for Ye Fan.
But if you don’t shoot to fight, Ye Fan will be taken away by Han Siqi. If you go there, you will be in a bad way and never return.
After all, Ye Fan recently offended Ye Jincheng.
Whether it was Ye Feiyang's imprisonment, Wei Hongchao's losses, and Qin Jiutian's death, Ye Fan was destined to be as deep as the sea when he entered Ye Tang.
"Mr. Song, if you don't kill us, then we will take Ye Fan away."
Han Siwei walked to Song Hongyan and Ye Fan, with no emotion in the business:
"Ye Guoshi, we know your identity and your importance, but please don't act rashly."
"Otherwise, there will be no eyes on the sword and gun, and I am worried that I will accidentally hurt you."
He stared at Ye Fan with a sharp look and said, "And if I am you, I will advise Miss Song not to get involved. This is the greatest responsibility for her."
His official attitude and indifferent tone make people feel uncomfortable, but he has to be said to be rational enough.
"Shut up!"
Song Hongyan slapped Han Siqi in the face: "I do."
Han Siqi had five fingerprints on his face, but he was not angry at all, and just reached out to rub his cheeks.
"Sister Yan, don't be angry, they are just executing orders."
Ye Fan reached out and held Song Hongyan's palm, telling her not to be distracted by herself anymore:
"And Ye Tang is the cornerstone of the country, and they will not do anything random."
He smelled a bad sign, but he could also see that Han Siqi was a human being. Although he was as cold as a machine, he was not a bad person.
What Ye Fan is most afraid of is justice. As long as he is fair, he will be fair.
Song Hongyan's heart trembled: "Ye Fan..."
Ye Fan signaled her not to speak anymore, and then looked at Han Si and spoke:
"You should be a principled person, and I am willing to believe everything you say."
"I want to know if Qin Jiutian is really dead?"
It was hard for him to believe that the person who had starred in the moon a few hours ago died.
Han Siwei firmly said: "Yes!"
Ye Fan asked again: "Which Ye Jincheng asked you to come, or did Ye Tang ask you to come?"
Han Siwei spoke word by word: "What I received was the order."
Ye Fan sighed: "Please go investigate. Are you sure there is evidence in your hands?"
"certainly!"
Han Si nodded indifferently: "Only if there is evidence, we have reason."
"Only we dare to arrest the national sages when we have reason, we ignore Mrs. Zhao. If we have reason, we don't care about the gun."
He looked at Ye Fan coldly: "If we dare to arrest you, we dare to face all risks."
"I didn't kill anyone, but I also believe you won't lie."
Ye Fan straightened his body: "In order to make the matter come to light, I am willing to go with you, but I just hope you don't make things difficult for Mr. Song."
Han Siqi said indifferently: "Mr. Song has made contributions to Ye Tang, and we will not care about Miss Song."
"Okay, I'll go with you!"
Ye Fan made a decision and then said to Song Hongyan:
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"I have a clear conscience. Ye Tang is not a place to care about human life. As long as I make things clear, I guess I will come back before dawn."
"After I leave, you can also contact Uncle Mo and Mrs. Zhao and the others."
He comforted the woman, "They will stare at this when they know it."
Song Hongyan grabbed Ye Fan's clothes tightly: "Ye Fan..."
Ye Fan hugged Song Hongyan hard, then turned around and got into the Hummer with Han Siwei.
The car blew loudly and rushed out of Song Hongyan's vision.
"Ye Fan--"
Song Hongyan watched Ye Fan disappear, and felt as if she had lost something.
Then, she hurriedly took out her cell phone and scrambled a string of numbers. She hoped to move out Mrs. Zhao to solve the problem.
“The phone number you called is turned off.”
The artificial voice coming from his ears made Song Hongyan's heart sank and she couldn't contact Mrs. Zhao.
She called out another number and called Mo Qianxiong with her fingers tremblingly.
"The phone you are making is not in the service area..."
How could this happen? How could this happen?
Song Hongyan felt unprecedented panic. The two aces she originally believed could not be connected, which made her feel that the situation gradually became more and more imaginative.
She called Mrs. Zhao and Mo Qianxiong more than ten times in a row, but the other party was either turned off or was not in the service area.
"No, it can't be like this."
Seeing that more than twenty minutes had passed, Song Hongyan, who was worried about Ye Fan's safety, screamed and then called her mother:
"Didn't you say that my father has great supernatural powers and high power?"
"You ask him to rescue Ye Fan from Ye Tang and rescue him..."
"He rescued Ye Fan, I will recognize him as his father!"
After shouting, Song Hongyan fell to the ground, tears streaming down like rain, as if she had taken all her strength.
"Woo--"
At almost the same time, the patient had dispersed and began to take stock of Jin Zhilin's door, and suddenly five or six white Hummers rushed over like a rainbow.
Sun Bufan and Hua Yanyu subconsciously looked around.
The car door opened and more than twenty murderous men and women in black emerged.
Then, Wei Hongchao, wearing a white suit, also came out.
There was an old man in gray clothes beside him, who was in his fifties and had only one ear, shaped like a skeleton, very gloomy.
Wei Hong spit out a betel nut from her mouth, glanced at Jin Zhilin fiercely, and then gave an order to more than 20 people around her:
"Tang Ruoxue and Ye Fan killed Ye Tang's son Qin Jiutian, you surrounded Jin Zhilin on the spot."