So she took away the shaved noodles and misunderstood herself. There was no wave on Ye Fan's face, and she didn't even let Zhang Youyou explain.
Today, his mood is no longer affected by Tang Ruoxue's joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
Having been hurt too much, his heart gradually became numb.
He made a hot and sour noodles himself and sat by the patio in the yard and ate it slowly.
His energy turned back to Ouyang Wuji, Nangong Fu and others.
Although he destroyed Yinxian Villa, Ouyang Wuji and the others lost a trump card, but it also made the latter become more ferocious.
Before the prey is about to die, it will be trapped and still fighting.
"boom--"
At almost the same moment, two banquet tables were set up in the Ouyang Courtyard and the dining room.
Ouyang Wuji, Nangong Fu and others were happily gathering together, happily discussing Jiufeng's plan to die together.
It must be said that this group of desperadoes was indeed crazy, organizing thirty-six suicide attacks in three days.
It's scary to look at.
This also made Ouyang Wuji and Nangong Fu very excited, believing that Jiufeng and the others could tear through Ye Fan's suppressive defense.
So they celebrated by eating hot pot while looking over the plans.
Just as a dozen or so people were enjoying their meal, there was a burst of pig-killing shouts outside:
"Report——"
"Master, something bad has happened!"
"Yinxian Villa was bloodbathed by Ye Fan, and all 13 buildings and 700 people were destroyed."
"Jiu Feng also perished in the sea of fire!"
"The Villa no longer exists!"
A nephew Ouyang, who was covered in rain, rolled and rolled into the hall.
He shouted hysterically about Yinxian Villa.
"What?"
"Yinxian Villa was bloodbathed by Ye Fan?"
Ouyang Wuji and Nangong Fu were shaken, their faces full of shock.
The chopsticks held in his hands also dropped with a 'dang'.
They couldn't accept the news.
Isn’t Yinxian Villa a gathering place for murderers?
Isn't Jiu Feng about to launch his plan to die together?
Why was he picked up by Ye Fan before he even started training?
Ouyang Wuji stared at the reporter and shouted tremblingly: "Is the news true?"
"The news is true!"
The middle-aged man was still kneeling on the ground, with lingering fear on his face:
"I followed the owner's instructions and sent cattle, sheep, and seafood to Yinxian Villa, so that they could eat and drink well enough to fight Ye Fan."
"But when I arrived at the foot of the mountain with my brothers, I found that the Yinxian Villa was in flames and the ground was covered in blood."
"I rushed up and took a look. The whole villa was on fire. Even the heavy rain couldn't put it out. I also found a hand of Jiu Feng at the door of the castle..."
"I immediately started to inquire about the relationship, and soon found out from the Wu Meng that it was Ye Fan who led Wu Jiuzhou to bloodbath the villa."
"No one alive, no one alive..."
He also turned on his mobile phone and sent everyone some photos he had taken.
When Ouyang Wuji and Nangong Fu saw it, a chill ran through their bodies.
Yinxian Villa is really ruined.
Jiufeng's hand is also clearly visible.
"How dare you..."
Nangong Fu was shocked and angry and wanted to pound the table, but he couldn't use his right hand.
Ouyang Wuji and others also had dry mouths and tongues.
If Yuan Qingyi's provocation aroused their bloody hatred of the same enemy.
Then the destruction of Yinxian Villa destroyed most of their confidence.
Seven or eight hundred gangsters who dared to commit suicide were killed by Ye Fan in one afternoon. What could the two families do to counter Ye Fan's pressure?
Cat and mouse slowly killed the two families. Now it seems that it is not Ye Fan's arrogance.
"Old rich, what should we do now?"
Shocked by the transfer, Ouyang Wuji took the Burning Together Plan and lit it with a lighter.
Jiu Feng and the others were all dead, so these precise arrangements were meaningless.
He asked further: "Is the fish dead and the net broken?"
"In terms of skill, we are not as good as Ye Fan."
Nangong Fu squeezed out a sentence: "In terms of number of people, Ye Fan now also has the traitor Wu Jiuzhou as his helper."
"Although we have many brothers and trolls now, we really have no guarantee of victory in a head-to-head confrontation with Ye Fan."
He originally had 70% confidence, but once Yinxian Villa was destroyed, his confidence was reduced to only 30%.
"Don't worry, there are still six days left, we will think of a way to break the situation."
"And I have already contacted Mr. Murong and Mr. Tolasky, and they promised to fully support us in dealing with Ye Fan!"
Nangong Fu reassured Ouyang Wuji: "Mr. Murong's staff Sun Xiucai will be coming to Jincheng in the next two days."
"White horse scholar Sun Yueguang? Did he come in person?"
Ouyang Wuji's eyes lit up: "It seems that Mr. Murong is really serious about this matter."
Nangong Fu smiled playfully: "Everything we do will give him 20% of the benefits, and we will both lose. How can he not be interested?"
Ouyang Wuji was relieved: "I can barely get a good night's sleep tonight."
The next morning, as soon as Ye Fan finished offering morning incense to Liu Fugui, the Liu family house received a group of uninvited guests.
Eight black Lincoln cars were parked at the gate.
Then, a dozen dazzling men and women holding wreaths walked in surrounded by a man in white.
The man in white is slender, gentle and elegant. He holds a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and has a scholarly air in his movements.
But the smile on his face, which is neither deep nor shallow, gives people an unpredictable attitude.
Wang Aicai rushed up and asked, "Who are you?"
Xiong Tianquan, who was guarding the Liu family's house, was instantly startled, and his nerves were invisibly tense.
His hands subconsciously pressed on his waist, and his nerves tensed instinctively.
There is no doubt that he knows this man in white.
The man in white stopped, smiled slightly, and said loudly:
"Sun Xiucai of the Murong family was entrusted by the old man to come to the Liu family to offer a stick of incense to Mr. Liu."
"Although we don't have a close friendship, we live in Jin, so it's a little thought to give him a ride."
While he was talking, a dozen people behind him placed their wreaths one by one.
"Murong family? Sun Xiucai?"
Wang Aicai was shocked and looked at the other party in disbelief: "Sun Yueguang, the scholar in white?"
Obviously I have also heard of the name Sun Xiucai.
Then he covered his mouth again and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I offended."
But his releasing hand still hesitated.
He could see that Sun Xiucai had no ill intentions.
But the three tycoons have always advanced and retreated together. Liu Fugui's death may also have the shadow of the Murong family.
It felt weird to offer incense to Liu Fugui like this.
“We are all guests when offering incense!”
Ye Fan looked at Sun Xiucai with calm eyes: "Let Mr. Sun come in."
Wang Aicai and Xiong Tiangu quickly moved out of the way.
Sun Xiucai thanked him politely, and then led others to offer incense to Liu Fugui.
Mother Liu and others looked at him with complicated expressions.
They were born and raised in West China, so they naturally know the details of the Murong family, and are very good friends with the Ouyang family.
After offering the incense, Sun Xiucai bowed to Mother Liu again:
"Mrs. Liu, I would like to express my condolences and accept the change. This is Mr. Murong's wish."
He took out an HSBC check and put it in Liu's mother's hand.
"Ah, one hundred million?"
Liu's mother was shocked when she saw this: "This...this silk gold...this..."
She was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it.
Ye Fan took the check and smiled lightly:
"Mr. Sun is interested. Thank you Mr. Murong for your kindness, but one hundred million is too precious."
"Wealth cannot bear it, and neither can the Liu family."
He handed the check back to Sun Xiucai: "And we are not short of money now, we are just short of human heads for sacrifice."
"Young Master Ye is worthy of being the Young Master of the Martial Alliance, a nine thousand year old celebrity."
Sun Xiucai did not accept the check of 100 million, but let out a hearty laugh:
"Not only is he rich, but he is also very courageous. No wonder Huaxi has been turned upside down in less than a week."
"The two big families, Ouyang and Nangong, were seriously damaged, the Sangui area changed hands, and Yinxian Villa was destroyed..."
"Young Master Ye is the first outsider to break into West China in decades, forcing the two families to sleepless nights."
"This 100 million can be regarded as silk gold and a meeting gift."
"Mr. Murong never looks back, doesn't eat every other meal, and doesn't take regret medicine."
"So the check he wrote will never be recovered."
Sun Xiucai patted Ye Fan on the shoulder enthusiastically: "Young Master Ye and the Liu family, just accept it."
Ye Fan pinched the check and smiled: "Mr. Sun is here to be a lobbyist today?"
"No, be an ally."
Sun Xiucai shook his head gently and was shocked:
"The Murong family is willing to do their best to help Mr. Ye destroy the two tycoons..."
