When the Tang family was completely silent, Ye Fan walked away.
If it wasn't to give Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi some vent, he wouldn't have bothered to remind Tang Xifeng that there was something wrong with the crutches.
As for the ending, Ye Fan is even less interested.
He took a car back to Jinzhilin and received messages from Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi during the process.
Tang Qiqi praised him for doing a good job, while Tang Ruoxue was concerned about his mood. Ye Fan smiled and replied a few words, telling him that he didn't take it to heart.
When the car passed Baishizhou, Ye Fan asked the driver to stop the car on a whim. After paying the fare, he walked to Su Xier's rental house.
It was still the dark alley, but just when Ye Fan was about to step into it, there was a plop, and a white-haired old man fell next to it.
He clutched his stomach and groaned, sweating profusely, looking very painful.
This location is already sparsely populated. Occasionally, when a few passers-by see the old man fall, they run away immediately to avoid getting into trouble.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and stepped forward to support the old man: "Uncle, what's wrong with you..."
"Whoosh——"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and his whole body jumped back in an instant.
Almost at the same moment, the old man's eyes flashed with light, and a dagger slashed across the spot.
There was a crack in Ye Fan's clothes.
My skin also felt a chill.
If it were delayed for one second, it would probably be disemboweled.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the blow missed, the old man jumped up from the ground and flew away like a bird!
It was a snake-head dagger, a sharp and cold snake-head dagger!
The sword's light was like a rainbow, going straight to Ye Fan's throat.
This blow was like the last desperate bet of a red-eyed gambler, who had already staked all his wealth and life.
This blow gives people the illusion that it is either the opponent's life or his own life, or both of them will die violently in the end!
The knife was close to the door, murderous aura flicked his hair, illuminating Ye Fan's eyes.
Why is there a killer here?
Ye Fan was shocked and moved his steps.
Willow steps facing the wind.
"Whoosh——"
One stab failed.
The old man waved his hand back.
Ye Fan avoided again.
"Swish swish——"
The old man shouted loudly and stabbed thirteen times with the dagger. The knife was so sharp that it wanted to stab Ye Fan to death on the spot.
It's just that Ye Fan swayed left and right, seemingly unable to do what he wanted, but he just avoided the opponent's killer move every time.
This old guy is very powerful, and Ye Fan is ready to exhaust his strength before fighting back.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a gray shadow shot over, kicked against the wall, flew into the sky, and then swooped down towards the old man with the force of the bounce.
The sword borrows strength from others.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of black light, accompanied by a harsh sword whistling sound, stabbed hard at the old man's throat.
A sword in the air.
The old man's expression changed slightly, he kept pressing Ye Fan's attacking legs, and began to move back a step.
The dagger then defended.
"Bang!"
The black light descended from the sky with overwhelming fighting intent and stabbed the old man's dagger with all its strength.
"when!"
The old man, who had been calm before, felt his whole body shaken, and his feet shattered into pieces under this attack.
Dugu Shang was also ejected.
His breathing became heavier, and his mouth and joints also ached, as if they were about to fall apart.
However, he quickly stabilized himself, and the surging energy and blood slowly fell back as he adjusted his breath.
"Whoosh——"
Before Dugu Shang could attack again, the old man moved his steps and floated more than ten meters away.
After a few ups and downs, his figure became blurry.
Just an extremely indifferent voice came over sharply.
"Mark, no wonder you can kill my son!"
"It turns out that you and Dugu Shang are both masters of the Xuan Realm."
"Just wait, today is just the beginning..."
When he said the last word, the old man's figure rushed into the street and disappeared into the vast sea of people...
Ye Fan's expression turned cold: "Jiang Hualong?"
He was very surprised by the identity of the other party, and he never thought that Jiang Hualong would resort to such dirty tricks as assassination or pretend to be an old man and fall down.
Dugu Shang wanted to pursue him, but Ye Fan stretched out his hand to stop him:
"Don't go, you can't catch him, and if you catch up, you can't beat him."
Judging from the strength Jiang Hualong showed just now, unless Ye Fan and Dugu Shang join forces together, it will be difficult to kill Jiang Hualong.
He regretted a little. He had known that the old man was Jiang Hualong, so he would have taken action together just now.
Dugu Shang's eyes were still indifferent: "I can replace him."
For Ye Fan's safety, he didn't mind dying together.
"Don't say such stupid things."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to check Dugu Shang's pulse and found that there was nothing serious:
"In my eyes, ten Jiang Hualongs are not as good as one of you."
"You take a rest first and ask Liu Fugui to drive over. I will take Su Xi'er back to Jinzhilin later."
Jiang Hualong was all watching here. Ye Fan didn't want Su Xier to become a bargaining chip, so he decided to take her to move in advance.
Dugu Shang turned around to do something.
"call--"
Ye Fan touched his chest that was almost cut open, went to the opposite side and bought two cups of milk tea, and walked towards Su Xier's rental house while drinking.
Soon, he saw Su Xier's figure.
She was holding a rag and trying hard to wipe the doors and windows so that there was no stain or dust on them.
Ye Fan couldn't see clearly last night, but when he looked now, he found that although the rental house was dark and damp, it was neatly and cleanly tidied up by Su Xi'er.
The pots and pans were also washed until they were shiny.
Especially the three-color flowers on the windowsill are full of vitality and refreshing, and also give people a sense of hope.
This girl really loves life.
"We're about to move, why are you still cleaning the doors and windows?"
Ye Fan sipped milk tea and walked over.
"ah……"
Su Xi'er was startled when she heard someone's voice behind her. She turned to look at Mark and almost dropped the rag.
"Dr. Ye...Hello...are you here?"
Su Xier's eyes were timid, as if she was afraid of the fierce Ye Fan, so she explained weakly:
"I'm moving out. I want to wipe it clean and give it to the landlord so that he can rent it to the next tenant more easily..."
She is used to thinking about others.
"Stop working now. Judging from your appearance, you've probably spent the day cleaning."
Ye Fan handed over a cup of milk tea: "Have a cup of milk tea and take a break. After you finish drinking, pack your things and follow me to Jinzhilin tonight..."
"Ah, milk tea, no need..."
Su Xier waved her hands: "Thank you..."
This is Yuanyang milk tea, for couples to drink. It also says: If you love her, drink milk tea with her.
Su Xi'er was a little dizzy.
"Drink as long as I tell you to, no matter what."
Ye Fan could only keep a straight face: "I lost the rag, wash your hands and drink milk tea."
Su Xi'er trembled, quickly put down the rag, washed her hands, then took the milk tea and drank it, sipping it in small sips, just like chewing steamed buns.
But he lowered his head, kept silent, and occasionally glanced at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't say anything, just thinking about how to catch Jiang Hualong.
If the old thing is not removed, it will be difficult to sleep peacefully.
"Your clothes are torn, let me sew them for you."
At this time, Su Xier suddenly put down her milk tea, took out her needle and thread and looked at Ye Fan's torn clothes.
"Okay, help me sew."
Ye Fan wanted to say that he didn't need to sew it, just throw it away and buy another one, but he saw the desire in Su Xier's eyes.
She wanted to do something for herself, so Ye Fan took off his clothes and gave them to her.
Su Xi'er took Ye Fan's clothes, picked out thin threads of similar colors, and started sewing them lightly.
Ye Fan didn't take it seriously at first, but soon there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The long and narrow cracks were not only sewn up, but also turned into a canyon river, with a canoe on top, which perfectly covered the abrupt cracks.
"The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains!"
A piece of clothing that was about to be thrown away was brought back to life with a little more soul.
Ye Fan immediately fell in love with this dress and this pattern.
After Su Xier finished sewing, Ye Fan took it over for inspection and handed her the milk tea and asked her to continue drinking it.
“It’s really ingenious.”
The more Ye Fan watched, the more he appreciated it: "Where did you learn this acupuncture technique?"
Su Xi'er sipped the milk tea: "The old man in the village taught me..."
"What a good girl."
Ye Fan praised aloud: "It must be very good to be a girlfriend."
"ah--"
Su Xi'er was so frightened that she trembled, her embroidery needle was messed up, and she pricked her finger, adding a touch of red.
She almost cried and looked at Mark:
"I, I just drank two sips of milk tea, please don't force me to act like a friend..."
