At seven o'clock in the evening, Ye Fan drove a Lamborghini out of Nanling Wumeng.
After staying for a day, Murong Sanqian confessed everything he had done, and also handed over the handle he controlled to Ye Fan.
While Ye Fan asked Huang Sanzhong to continue cleaning up the law enforcement hall, he also remembered all the secrets in his mind.
With these things in hand, Ye Fan has more confidence to clean up the bad apples.
But his interest today is still about Mrs. Ye's arrow.
According to Murong Sanqian's confession, Lei Qianjue changed from vice president to president a few years ago and had a hearty meal with Murong Sanqian.
When he was drunk and taking a break, Lei Qianjue took out the magical arrow he carried with him and told him that his most outstanding achievement was the arrow he shot at Mrs. Ye more than 20 years ago.
That arrow not only caused Mrs. Ye to collapse on the spot, but also made her lie down for two weeks.
As for why he fired this arrow, it was because someone paid a huge price to ask him to take advantage of Mrs. Ye being besieged by the enemy and find an appropriate opportunity to make up for it.
He had huge gambling debts back then, and even though he knew the consequences would be serious, he still accepted the task out of desperation.
Later, Lei Qianjue used the money to pay off his gambling debts, and also found connections to join the Martial Arts League, gradually climbing to the position of Tiancheng's president.
During this period, he was also worried, worried that Ye Tang would come to visit him.
As a result, because Mrs. Ye lost her son and the direction of the investigation was on the masked man, he escaped.
Murong Sanqian was shocked when he heard the news, but he did not report it. Even after Lei Qianjue woke up, he pretended not to hear anything.
Lei Qianjue did not test whether he heard anything, but his annual filial piety increased from ten million to thirty million.
This intangible evidence supports the mantra of drunkenness.
"Should I tell Uncle Mo?"
As the car moved forward, Ye Fan leaned on the seat and thought. Ever since he owed Mo Qianxiong a favor last time, Ye Fan had become more concerned about Ye Tang's affairs.
However, he thought about it again and again and gave up the idea. After all, there was no evidence. Telling it would not only make Mo Qianxiong nervous, but also make the Tiancheng Martial League jump into pieces.
Ye Fan decided to contact Lei Qianjue personally and confirm that the matter was true before informing Mo Qianxiong.
"Ding--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's phone vibrated. He put on his Bluetooth headset to answer the call, and soon a deep voice came: "Ye Fan, how are you doing recently?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you are determined. I am pretty good. How are you? Are you feeling well?"
Yang Baoguo.
"With the prescription you left and your bamboo leaf green, not only am I in good health, but my life is also good."
Yang Baoguo let out a burst of hearty laughter: "We are all our own people, so I won't be polite. I have two things to call you today."
"First, I would like to congratulate you on your promotion in the Martial League again, one person below ten thousand people."
"You don't know, your brother Huang knew that you became the number one envoy, so he dragged us to drink three times in a row."
He sighed: "There are more than a billion people in China, but you are the only one of the younger generation who can be appreciated by the slaughtered dogs."
Ye Fan smiled: "Thank you Mr. Yang and Brother Huang for your concern. I will treat you well when I go back to Zhonghai another day."
"The original intention of the establishment of the Wushu League is to promote Chinese martial arts, make martial arts a common practice, and bring the national physique to a higher level."
Yang Baoguo's tone was filled with relief: "I'm really happy to have a young man like you in charge."
"The second thing is that something happened to Huniu."
He sounded worried: "She came back from abroad a few days ago, but she was attacked by nerve gas on the way and fell into a coma."
"What? Hu Niu was poisoned?"
Ye Fan was shocked: "How is she doing now?"
Although Huniu yelled at him to kill him, she also helped him a lot in Zhonghai, and Ye Fan had long regarded her as a friend.
"After rescue, it's not life-threatening, but I can't wake up."
Yang Baoguo exhaled a long breath: "If you are not helpless, I don't want to trouble you to take action. After all, you have a lot of things to do now."
"You're welcome, Mr. Yang. I'm one of my own. How can we not be in trouble?"
Ye Fan quickly said: "Mr. Sun, have Gongsun and Mr. Yao been diagnosed and treated?"
"They diagnosed and treated it."
Yang Baoguo's voice was solemn: "It was the three of them who jointly stabilized Huniu's deteriorating condition."
"When he was first discovered and sent to the hospital, the hospital immediately issued a critical illness notification."
"In the end, it was Mr. Sun and the other three who joined forces and used the acupuncture techniques you taught them to snatch Huniu back from the gate of hell."
"It's just that they can only stabilize the condition, but there is nothing they can do to wake up Hu Niu."
He added: "Gongsun and the others said that if the three of them are unable to wake up Huniu, then there will be no other person in the world except you who has a chance."
"Mr. Yang, I will fly back to Zhonghai tonight."
Ye Fan quickly responded: "Don't worry, I will do my best to rescue Huniu."
"Huniu is not in Zhonghai, she is in Tiancheng, in the Xiao family of Tiancheng."
Yang Baoguo felt much more relaxed: "If you go over to treat Huniu, I will ask them to pick you up."
Ye Fan was startled: "Tiancheng? Xiao family?"
"Huniu's mother is a member of the Tru Clan and the head of the Xiao family."
Yang Baoguo explained: "If something happened to Hu Niu, she would take care of it personally. After all, she takes care of her daughter more carefully."
Ye Fan secretly thought that Hu Niu had a big background. Not only her father and grandfather had a strong background, but her mother was also the head of the family. No wonder she was carrying a knife and going around scaring people.
But he quickly dispersed his distracting thoughts, thinking about Huniu's injury: "Okay, you give my contact information to the Xiao family, and I will fly over tonight..."
Yang Baoguo smiled and advised: "Don't worry, Huniu is not in danger for the time being. It's not too late to deal with the matter at hand first before leaving."
"Okay, I'll take the high-speed train there tomorrow."
Ye Fan looked at the time. It was already late at night when he flew there, and it would easily disturb the Xiao family's rest, so he decided to go to Tiancheng the next day.
Yang Baoguo decided in one word: "Okay, I'll tell Xiao Chenyu and ask her to send someone to pick you up tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan frowned slightly, wondering what this tiger girl was doing all day long, to be attacked with nerve gas.
This is really a life-and-death struggle.
As his thoughts were turning, the car passed through a bar street. Ye Fan slowly turned the steering wheel and drove the Lamborghini into a back alley.
He was going to take a shortcut home.
"I'm hungry, let's buy some midnight snacks."
Three minutes later, Ye Fan's car turned around and entered a service road, then came to a stall specializing in beef offal and radish.
He parked the car across an alley. This was the Lamborghini that Shen Dongxing had given him. Ye Fan felt that it would get rusty if he didn't drive it, so he used it to practice his skills.
After parking the car, Ye Fan went to the stall and had a big meal. He also packed four bowls for Su Xier and the others.
Just when Ye Fan was walking back to the car with the offal and radish, he suddenly saw a girl's voice coming from one end of the alley:
"Let me go, let me go..."
"Don't touch me, don't touch me..."
Ye Fan ran over following the sound and came to the end of the alley.
A Hermès handbag fell on the ground, as well as a pair of earbuds and a mobile phone.
Further behind is a white van.
Five young men were grabbing a half-drunk girl and dragging her towards the van like prey, all with lewd smiles on their faces.
The girl is tall, delicate in appearance, and full of aggressiveness.
Her mouth was gagged, her hair was spread open, her white shirt and black clothes were in tatters, and her exposed skin glowed seductively in the light.
It's just that such a beautiful girl's eyes are full of fear at this moment.
Ye Fan didn't need to ask any more questions, he also knew that the girl was forced to 'pick up the corpse' by these people, and he also knew that she would be violated tonight in a way that would be worse than death.
"Boy, don't be too troublesome."
At this time, a young man in a windbreaker saw Ye Fan and shouted with a straight face:
"roll."
The four companions also turned to look over, looking ferocious and fierce.
One of them even took out a knife from his arms and waved it toward the sky as a warning.
When the oval-faced girl saw Ye Fan, her eyes lit up a little, and she weakly shouted: "Help me, help me..."
"Snapped--"
The young man in the trench coat slapped her in the face:
"Damn it, what are you going to do to save me? You drank so much of our wine and you're just having fun. What's wrong with you?"
The girl has five more fingerprints on her pretty face.
The young man in trench coat pointed at Ye Fan and yelled again:
