Late at night, Tang Ruoxue woke up and subconsciously exclaimed: "A bowl!"
"You're awake?"
Ye Fan, who was reading a book next to him, leaned over and grabbed the woman's hand: "Don't move, be careful."
His feelings for women are no longer as passionate as before, but he still doesn't want to see her exhausted.
"Why do you say two bowls?"
Tang Ruoxue held Ye Fan's hand and tried very hard: "Is it really that I was wrong?"
Some hurdles are as light as dust.
But if you take it to heart, you can't stop it by 1,000 pounds and 10,000 tons.
If it weren't for fainting at that time, the angry woman would probably have cut her stomach and taken out the tofu to prove her innocence.
"You heard it wrong, it's just a bowl."
Ye Fan smiled softly: "And this is a game set for you."
"Boss Qiao and those diners are all arranged by Sun Xiucai."
"The Murong family penetrated all corners of West China, harming many people, but also benefiting many people."
"As soon as Sun Xiucai gave the order, Boss Qiao would pour dirty water on you."
"I want to use a bowl of tofu to make you stubborn."
"Once you get in and out of the way, you can leave a shadow at the least, and lose your life at the worst."
"This is their invisible killing move."
"It's useless for me, but it works extremely well for you, especially now that you are a little prenatal depression, you can easily fall into the trap."
"So don't think about this anymore."
While speaking, Ye Fan brought a bowl of porridge for the woman to drink, so that she could recover some of her physical strength and energy.
"I really had a bowl?"
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face eased a lot: "Is it really a situation set up by Sun Xiucai and Boss Qiao?"
"Yes, a bowl, have a good rest."
Ye Fan comforted: "I guess you will see Xiucai and Boss Qiao coming to apologize tomorrow morning."
"They will rub things with you."
"You will have a satisfactory answer at that time."
"But I hope you will fly back to Zhonghai to raise your baby after you resolve your heart knot."
"Western China, it is time to become increasingly fierce, and it is too risky for you to stay."
He made arrangements for Tang Ruoxue.
If it weren't for Sun Xiucai's intention to kill people directly, it would probably be that Zhang Youyou would have been taken into a trap and died suddenly.
It is precisely because of Sun Xiucai's remaining room that Ye Fan did not let Chen Bahuang get poisonous in the food.
"I--"
Tang Ruoxue wanted to say no, but he stopped talking.
She looked at Ye Fan who had protected her for the whole day and the hot white porridge in her hands.
She finally nodded: "Okay, I'll leave tomorrow, you can stay and send you wealth and honor."
After all, she knew that staying would distract Ye Fan.
Ye Fan sighed inwardly, it would be great if this woman was so docile every moment...
"Boom--"
On the night when Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue's relationship eased slightly, it started to rain again in West China.
The wind is howling and the thunder is roaring.
That night, six large excavators and twelve black business vehicles drove on both sides of Qiao's Teahouse.
The car door opened and more than a hundred men wearing Wumeng costumes emerged.
They were wearing masks, holding a killing stick in their hands, and a troll in their waists.
They acted frantically and knocked out all the cameras everywhere.
Then, a middle-aged man waved his hand: "Do it!"
With a command, more than 100 people rushed into Qiao's Teahouse and the homes of nearby neighbors.
The sound of killing was earth-shaking.
"Boom boom boom boom--"
Then, six excavators moved forward with murderous intent.
"What are you doing?"
"Why did I move my teahouse?"
"What are you doing to the mute? What are your Martial Alliance doing?"
"I'm too bullying others, too bullying others. Does your Martial Alliance have any other kingly laws?"
"Let me go, let me go..."
Boss Qiao, Mute and others in Qiao's Teahouse were dragged out.
The old man in the bird cage, the man in glasses, middle-aged women and other neighbors who testified in the morning were dragged out one by one.
They were kicked in the rain by these men with masks, and their military boots were stomped on the backs of these neighbors.
Three neighbors wanted to resist, but were shot by Kowtie Bang and fell to the ground with blood.
Several children screamed in panic and stopped abruptly in the face.
After the personnel cleared it out, six excavators collided randomly.
The Qiao family teahouse, which had been around for many years, collapsed with a crack, and several wheels pressed over, turning into ruins.
The houses or shops of neighbors such as the birdcage elders were also mercilessly defeated by excavators.
"No-"
More than a dozen houses and teahouses were razed to the ground.
Many neighbors watched their homes turn into ruins, and their bodies were trembling with anger.
The century-old brand of the teahouse was also turned into two pieces by a forklift.
Boss Qiao vomited blood on the spot.
“Ahhhh——”
Seeing this scene, the mute rose up in anger and directly knocked over two men with masks.
Then, he grabbed a killing stick and smashed it out one after another, sweeping down three or four opponents.
He rushed towards the middle-aged man who was leading the way in anger.
"Bang--"
But before the mute rushed out a few meters, a troll rushed towards his back.
With a loud bang, the mute fell seven or eight meters, and his back was black and bloody.
Then several men with masks rushed up and punched and kicked the mute.
Finally, a killing stick was pulled into the mute's head.
The mute squirted blood on the spot.
"Bastard, you can't bully people like this."
Boss Qiao and a few neighbors wanted to rush up to save the person, but was dragged back and kicked to the ground by the other party:
"You Wumeng can't do this."
Boss Qiao looked full of grief and anger: "Do you still have the king's law?"
"The King's Law? I am the King's Law! The Martial Alliance is the King's Law! Young Master Ye is the King's Law!"
The middle-aged man who led the lead walked up with a grin:
"I dare to kill someone invisibly against Mr. Ye and Mr. Tang, so I will kill someone directly and kill him."
"If you want to blame me, I blame myself for not knowing Mount Tai for offending Young Master Ye."
"If you want to blame, you blame the Murong family for not protecting you."
"During the day, there are so many people and eyes. Young Master Ye is embarrassed to deal with you. Now, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is more than enough to kill you."
"Remember, in the future, I will see how far Ye Shao will go as far as he goes, otherwise you will be killed."
"beat!"
He waved his hand.
Dozens of men kicked Boss Qiao and the others dozens of times, and then another stick fell down.
Boss Qiao and the others quickly fell to the ground with blood.
"Cut off their arms."
The middle-aged man gave another order.
Boss Qiao and his friends were cut off their arms again and then all were thrown into the ruins of the teahouse.
The land was messy and the street was covered with blood.
"Remember, don't provoke the Wu Alliance in the future, don't provoke Young Master Ye!"
The middle-aged man warned and then left with his man and excavator.
At seven o'clock in the morning, Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi appeared at Qiao's Teahouse.
In the field of view, Qiao's Teahouse and more than a dozen nearby old buildings have been pushed into ruins by excavators.
All are beyond recognition.
There is still a lot of blood left on the ground.
Boss Qiao and others were sent to the hospital by the police, but a mute body was left at the scene.
There was no crowd at the scene, and there were no large number of neighbors indignation, and only a few agents who maintained the scene.
The scene was very deserted and lonely.
The neighbors dodged with a whistle when they saw Ye Fan appear.
Ye Fan's emotions did not fluctuate at all, but just looked at everything in front of him coldly.
He turned his head and looked at Yuan Qingyi: "Let Sun Xiucai give me an explanation..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan stopped the topic and looked at Tang Ruoxue holding an umbrella not far away.
Under the protection of Tang Qi and the others, Tang Ruoxue walked towards the teahouse step by step, and his pretty face became pale with each step.
Obviously, this scene in the teahouse hit her mind and cognition hard.
Ye Fan felt a little nervous.
I don’t know how long she had been away, but she stood beside the dead mute and covered an umbrella on the body.
The storm on the mute's head has become much less.
Ye Fan took a step forward: "Ruoxue--"
Tang Ruoxue turned around, looked at Ye Fan, and smiled sadly:
"Is this the satisfactory answer you gave me?"
After saying that, she had a sad face and was endlessly sad. Without waiting for Ye Fan to respond, she turned around and spoke to Tang Qi: