As dusk approached, Ye Fan took Huang Tianjiao to Fengbo Pavilion.
Huang Feihu was going to come too, but Ye Fan refused without hesitation. He didn't want Huang Feihu to worry about a little bit of the scene.
Of course, Ye Fan didn't want him to get involved, so he only led Huang Tianjiao, who was leading the way.
"After you called Nangong Hao today, he entered the hospital for treatment as soon as possible and called Nangong Xiong."
"Nangong Xiong is the only one. When you heard that he had one hand and two ribs broken by you, he immediately flew over from the dragon."
"His wife Han Xiuli, several generals and the personal guards are all here. It's up to him to fight you to the death."
"It's just that he heard that Jiu Qiansui was in Zhonghai, and if you had the opportunity to become the president of Nanling, he changed his mind and asked Jiu Qiansui to preside over justice."
"Seeing his appearance, he wants to use the Nine Thousand Years to kill you."
On the way forward, Huang Tianjiao briefly described what Huang Feihu told him:
"But Master Hu also makes you not have to worry."
"Nangong Hao is not in danger of his life, so he still makes mistakes first. The most important thing is that Jiu Qiansui has to use you, so Jiu Qiansui won't do anything to you."
"At most, I apologize and pay a little money, and I can turn big things into small things and small things into nothing."
She let out a long breath and prayed that the ending would be as she thought, otherwise Ye Fan would have trouble in the future, and offending the elders of the Wu League would not be a trivial matter.
Almost all the nine elders have risen from the position of presidents in various places, with all their power and connections and wealth.
"Apologize? Pay some money?"
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Do you think Su Xier's affairs can be forgotten?"
"ah--"
Huang Tianjiao's body shook and her brain was short-circuited. She originally wanted Ye Fan to apologize and compensate. Now, after Ye Fan's tone, she asked the other party to explain it to him.
And things are not that easy to solve.
She hurriedly cried: "Brother Fan, Nangong Xiong is an elder after all, and Jiu Qiansui can take care of his emotions more or less."
Ye Fan ignored her words and asked, "What kind of person is Jiu Qiansui?"
"He is unreasonable, disregards the overall situation, is moody, kills people without blinking."
"But because of this, he alone suppressed the elders of the Wu League."
"You have to know that Nangong Xiong and other veterans are all promoted by local presidents, and they are very powerful and rarely convinced."
If you have money, skills, status, and a province of children as your foundation, you will inevitably be more arrogant than your top.
Ye Fan nodded gently: "I understand."
Half an hour later, after Huang Tianjiao's guidance, Ye Fan came to a villa in the suburbs.
The villa is built by the mountain, and rivers pass through the foot of the mountain. The environment is quiet and deep.
The villa has a mountain gate and six five-entry yards. The courtyard is deep and the blue bricks and black tiles make people feel awe.
The gate contains the words "Fengyun". Huang Tianjiao told me that this is the palace of Jiu Qiansui in Zhonghai.
Fengbo Pavilion is in the back garden of the villa, standing on the cliff, the wind is angry and the water is rushing.
Ye Fan nodded slightly and glanced at it. He found that there were many luxury cars coming from the parking lot, at least thirty, which showed that there were many people coming.
There is no doubt that Nangong Xiong is going to be fair to his son for nine thousand years.
"Woo--"
Just as Ye Fan took Huang Tianjiao to the mountain gate, a sharp sound suddenly appeared at the door.
They blocked Ye Fan Heng with hostility on their faces.
There was also a wheelchair in the middle, and the one sitting on the wheelchair was Nangong Hao.
The head is bandaged and the ribs are plated. The whole person looks a bit funny, but the resentment in his eyes is extremely clear.
"Ye Fan!"
Nangong Hao gritted his teeth: "You are dead today."
The companions of more than a dozen also pressed up and surrounded Ye Fan with great momentum, posing as an attack at any time.
Huang Tianjiao hurriedly said, "Nangong Hao, don't do anything randomly. This is Fengyun Villa. Brother Fan was called by Jiu Qiansui."
Hearing the three words "Nine Thousand Years", more than a dozen Nangong Hao's companions twitched and they dispersed twice.
Nangong Hao also narrowed his eyes.
Ye Fan shouted impatiently: "Give up the way, a good dog will not block the way!"
"you--"
Nangong Hao was so angry that he was half-expected to order a group fight but knew that he could not be arrogant, otherwise he would be disgusted by Jiu Qiansui.
"Give Way!"
Ye Fan walked out of the surrounding circle with expressionless expression, and gently pushed Nangong Hao away with his shoulders.
"oops--"
With this touch, Nangong Hao's eyes turned, and he retreated for more than ten meters, and then he touched the marble lion at the door.
Blood flowed through the head instantly.
He covered his head and fell down, howling at the villa:
"I've hit someone, I've hit someone, Ye Fan has hit someone."