More than thirty armed men rushed into the suite in a well-trained manner, their figures looking indifferent in the cold wind.
Although the room was not big, their formation was not chaotic, and they locked Ye Fan and Song Hongyan tightly with great momentum.
Then, a tall young woman walked up from behind.
She is wearing a black uniform, has an oval face, short hair, and long legs. She has a delicate appearance, but she is not lacking in domineering aura.
Looking at these guys with serious faces and murderous looks, Ye Fan felt a hint of danger.
When Song Hongyan saw these people, her pretty face changed: "It's over, Song Yan is here."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Song is shy?"
Song Hongyan whispered: "My uncle's daughter is the captain of the Nanling Special Guard Division."
Ye Fan suddenly realized, and immediately guessed the other party's intention, which was obviously to seek justice for Zhao Gaishi.
"Ye Fan! Song Hongyan!"
After a group of men surrounded Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, Song shyly and bravely stepped forward, then put his hands behind his back and hummed:
"You injured and maimed Zhao Gaishi and others in public, which seriously violated many laws and regulations in China."
"The methods are cruel and the influence is bad. I will take you back and examine you carefully."
"From now on, you have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court."
"Don't try to resist, I don't want to kill you."
Song was shy and arrogant, with contempt in his eyes: "But if you insist on resisting the law, don't blame me for having no eyes."
Song Mianxian is actually considered to be both civil and military, and has a good face and a good background. Among ordinary people, she is definitely a goddess-level master.
But compared to Song Hongyan, she was always inferior, her appearance was inferior, and her career was not as good as that of Wuhu Group, so she was always competing in her heart.
Now that Song Hongyan can be arrested like a criminal, Song's shy and pretty face becomes more proud.
As her order came out, thirty-six uniformed men came forward and pointed their guns at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, ready to shoot at any time.
Ye Fan didn't argue. Everyone knew many things well, and explaining would only be a waste of time, so he looked at Song shyly.
Song Hongyan didn't offer any resistance, but she lightly opened her red lips: "Sister, this is all because of me and has nothing to do with Mark. You can take me back."
"Pah——"
Song Mian suddenly stepped forward and slapped Song Hongyan: "It's not your turn to interrupt when I'm doing something."
Without any warning, the blow was so powerful and heavy that Song Hongyan's pretty face instantly turned red with a few red marks.
"Bang--"
Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense and kicked Song Xian shyly.
"Ye Fan!"
Seeing this, Song Hongyan hurriedly grabbed Ye Fan: "Don't be impulsive!"
Although she felt aggrieved by this slap, the opponent had dozens of guns and accidentally went off. No matter how powerful Ye Fan was, he couldn't withstand it.
Being held tightly by Song Hongyan, Ye Fan could only endure it: "You touched Hongyan, I will remember this slap."
"You want to kick me?"
Although he was shocked by Ye Fan's murderous intention, when he saw Song Hongyan holding Ye Fan, Song shyly concluded that Ye Fan did not dare to touch him casually.
She snorted coldly: "Try touching me and see if I dare to shoot you to death?"
"Crack!"
After she finished speaking, she slapped Song Hongyan who was standing in front of Ye Fan.
It was so fast and urgent that Song Hongyan had no time to dodge.
There was a crisp sound, and another touch of redness and swelling appeared on Song Hongyan's face.
After beating the man, Song shyly took a few steps back, grabbed a gun and pointed it at Ye Fan.
She looked at Mark with a playful look, wondering if Mark would resist.
"Ye Fan, don't be impulsive. If you have anything to do, leave this room before we talk."
Song Hongyan grabbed Ye Fan again: "I'm fine!"
Ye Fan didn't say anything, just stared at Song Xian shyly.
"Just don't dare to resist."
Seeing that Ye Fan didn't fight back, Song Mian was both regretful and disdainful:
"I've known for a long time that you are cowards. Come and take them all away."
"Captain Song, you didn't even investigate the matter, so you just ignored it and arrested people. Isn't that bad?"
At this time, a sweet laugh sounded, and then a beautiful figure appeared at the door, and Tang Ruoxue walked in with several bodyguards.
The woman in a black suit was dazzling. She walked through the crowd and stood next to Ye Fan:
"If I were you, I must figure things out first, and then judge who is right and wrong."
Seeing Tang Ruoxue, who was calm and powerful, Song Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he said coldly:
"Who are you? Can you interfere with this matter?"
Tang Ruoxue took out a business card and handed it over without being humble or arrogant:
"My name is Tang Ruoxue, chairman of the Xifeng Group, head of the thirteen branches of the Tang Sect."
Hearing the name of the chairman of Xifeng Group, Song was shy and sneered. When Tang Ruoxue mentioned the head of the Tang family, her pretty face suddenly changed.
There are tens of thousands of nephews and nephews in the Tang Sect, but there are only thirteen people in the house. Even if they are the last one, they are still considered to be the top people in the Tang Sect.
Song Mian felt tremendous pressure. She was not the one who could challenge the core members of the Tang Sect.
She stared at Tang Ruoxue and said, "Miss Tang, this is Nanling's matter and the Song family's matter. It's against the rules for you to interfere like this."
Tang Ruoxue smiled faintly: "Ye Fan is my man, his business is my business."
Song Hongyan secretly pinched Ye Fan.
Ye Fan held it in tight.
Facing Tang Ruoxue's strength, Song Yan's eyelids twitched in shame, feeling Tang Ruoxue's anger on the verge of anger, but she also knew that she had to carry out the task today.
If he doesn't capture Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, he's afraid that his father's future plans will change.
Thinking of her father's ascendancy and her own future wealth, Song Mian shyly felt confident. She looked at Tang Ruoxue and sneered:
"Mr. Tang, although you are the head of the thirteen branches of the Tang Sect, you are just a businessman after all."
"Chat, make friends, discuss business, these are your specialties."
"You may not be good at investigating cases, interrogating, and catching bad guys."
"Besides, this is a matter for the Special Guards. Mr. Tang, it is better not to get too embarrassed and avoid causing unnecessary trouble to me and you."
Song shyly shouted to the men in uniform: "Take down Ye Fan and Song Hongyan."
Dozens of people came forward with murderous intent.
Tang Ruoxue still smiled slightly: "Team Song is really indiscriminate?"
Several Tang syndrome bodyguards stepped forward to stop him.
Song's shy voice turned cold:
"Tang Ruoxue, please don't interfere in official business, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you face and arresting you too."
The arrow was on the string and she had to shoot it, so even though she was afraid of Tang Ruoxue, she could only go one way to the end.
Tang Ruoxue said calmly:
"I'm just a small businessman. How dare I interfere in Captain Song's official affairs? I just want to remind you that when I think about heaven, I think about hell."
"It's not your turn to preach!"
Song Mianyan shouted sternly, "You can't give me more face than Song Mianyan."
"Then add me Zhu Changsheng."
Another majestic voice sounded, and Zhu Changsheng led Zhu Jinger and the others in...
