Hearing the word "Sirius", Ling Qianshui's pretty face changed drastically.
Li Dayong also narrowed his eyes slightly.
No one acknowledged or responded, but this was just a kind of acquiescence.
"Ye Fan, how do you know Tianlang's secret?"
Ling Qianshui's voice deepened: "Who told you?"
Tianlang's identity is extremely secretive, and most of his actions are done in secret. Apart from her, it is not known to anyone else. Even Zheng Junqing cannot find out.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan revealed it at a glance, which shocked Ling Qianshui.
"It seems you are really a wolf."
Ye Fan just made an instinctive guess, but after seeing the reactions of the two people, he was sure:
"I never expected that Uncle Yong, a small businessman, would be the helmsman of the Tianlang Chamber of Commerce."
He was really surprised that Uncle Yong, who had been deprived of food many years ago and had taken care of himself, suddenly turned into an agent of the blood medicine sect.
If it hadn't been for today's incident, even if Ye Fan wanted to break his head, he would not associate Li Dayong with Sirius.
But that knife made him understand many things instantly.
Why did Gong Yanjun appear at the Li family banquet, why did Miyamoto Saburo find Li Dayong's family so quickly, why did Li Dayong wake up so quickly...
Everything seems to be accidental, but in fact it is inseparable from Li Dayong's manipulation.
Li Dayong looked at Ye Fan's silence, and sighed after a long time:
"Ye Fan, you have really changed. You have grown ten times or a hundred times compared to before."
He was filled with emotion, relief, and a hint of helplessness.
Ye Fan also looked at Li Dayong: "Uncle Yong, you have also changed. You used to hate evil, but now you are working for the Blood Medicine Sect."
"No matter how great your difficulties are, you should never forget your original intention."
There was disappointment in his eyes.
Li Dayong's expression became indifferent: "That's because you haven't experienced the cruelty of the world yet..."
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "No matter how cruel you are, you should have your own bottom line."
"Ye Fan, who told you about Sirius?"
Ling Qianshui shouted sharply: "Where did you know that?"
Ye Fan said lightly:
"Not only do I know that Tian Lang is hiding in the dark and his identity is unknown, I also know that he was once a member of Ye Tang, but he was instigated by the Blood Medicine Sect to rebel."
This time, not only did Ling Qianshui tremble, but even Li Dayong's expression changed.
"Kill, kill him!"
Ling Qianshui stopped talking nonsense: "Sirius, if you don't kill him, Ye Tang will kill you if the secret is exposed."
Li Dayong's face darkened: "Ye Fan, where did you get the news? Who else did you tell it to?"
"how?"
Ye Fan's eyes were cold: "Uncle Yong is worried that the people in Ye Tang will kill you and ruin your beautiful life if they find out?"
"Stop talking nonsense and kill him."
Ling Qianshui's color is fierce:
"He has been in contact with Mo Qianxiong. If you don't kill him tonight, he will tell Mo Qianxiong tomorrow."
"You are going to die, I am going to die, and the whole family is going to die."
"Li Dayong, everything you have earned through hard work, are you going to watch it be lost?"
"Are you going back to the days when you narrowly escaped death, only to be ruthlessly abandoned?"
"Have you forgotten who gave you the illness and the poverty of your family?"
"With your current wealth and your improved condition, have you forgotten who helped you?"
She exclaimed: "Kill him!"
Ye Fan clearly felt that Ling Qianshui's words suddenly made Li Dayong's mood fluctuate, and the hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly became stronger.
"when!"
Ye Fan broke the samurai sword without hesitation, then jumped back suddenly, pulled out the half-severed sword from his back and shot Li Dayong.
Li Dayong's eyelids jumped when he saw this, and he slashed with a half-cut knife.
There was a crisp sound, and the broken knife that Ye Fan flew out was chopped to the ground.
"Whoosh——"
Li Dayong did not stop, holding a half-cut knife to kill Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's voice sank: "Uncle Yong, do you want to go all the way to the end?"
"You are already wrong, do you want to continue to be wrong?"
"Are you worthy of Aunt Liu and Mo Mo and the others?"
Ye Fan held back the pain and shouted: "Do you really have the heart to attack me?"
The last sentence made Li Dayong hesitate slightly, and then his expression turned cold and he had no hesitation:
"I'm sorry, Mark, you know too much."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of your father and your mother."
After he finished speaking, his eyes were as cold as ice and he struck hard at Mark.
Ye Fan waved his fish intestines to greet him.
"when."
The fish intestines and the samurai sword collided, making a sharp sound, and the two of them each took a few steps back.
Ye Fan made his last effort: "Uncle Yong, it's safe to turn around."
Li Dayong did not respond and continued to attack with his samurai sword.
Ye Fan could only fight.
"Dang Dang Dang."
The two of them were going back and forth amidst the light and shadow of swords, and the fight was very fierce.
Finally, with a piercing sound, the two men quickly passed each other with swords in hand.
At that moment, both sides saw fighting intent like fire in each other's eyes.
"Bang!"
The moment they passed each other, Li Dayong's left hand twisted out strangely and hit Ye Fan hard on the back.
Ye Fan's body flew backwards, and he kicked out as he flew away. Then he twisted in mid-air to stabilize himself, and when he landed, his mouth was bleeding.
Li Momo's pretty face looked terrible with blood dripping on the sofa.
Li Dayong didn't expect Ye Fan to react so quickly, and he was hit in the lower back before he could dodge.
The whole person staggered forward a few steps, turned around, with a touch of appreciation in his eyes:
"Ye Fan, you really make Uncle Yong happy."
He sighed with emotion: "At this age and with this skill, your parents can be happy..."
Ye Fan looked at him sadly: "Uncle Yong, put down the knife. As long as you are willing to look back, I can intercede with Uncle Mo and I will definitely save your life."
He really didn’t want to face Li Dayong in life or death.
Li Dayong looked at Ye Fan with cold eyes: "Ye Fan, there are some things that you can't look back on."
Ye Fan shouted: "It's not that you can't look back, but whether you want to look back or not."
Ling Qianshui smiled sweetly: "If I kill you, there's no need to look back."
"Shut up!"
Ye Fan stared at Li Dayong and shouted: "Uncle Yong, do you really not regret it?"
"Don't worry, I will take care of your parents if you die."
Li Dayong let out a clear whistle, raised his arms, and stabbed out the knife, directly hitting Ye Fan's chest.
A thunderous strike.
With this move, he took the upper hand and seized the opportunity. The injured Ye Fan's whole body seemed to be enveloped by the wind of his sword. Not only could he not change his moves, he could not even dodge.
But Ye Fan didn't dodge.
Seeing Ye Fan standing still, Li Dayong frowned slightly, wondering what Ye Fan meant.
Is it impossible to resist?
But he didn't think too much. He lowered his wrist, the shadow of the knife dispersed, and the distance got closer.
The knife stabbed Ye Fan straight into the heart.
A poisonous snake spits out a message.
Simple, yet direct.
It's just that Ye Fan didn't fight at all, nor did he move to retreat.
He suddenly grabbed Li Momo on the sofa and held it in front of him.
His throat was facing Li Dayong's broken knife.
"flutter!"
Seeing his daughter's pretty face, Li Dayong's expression changed drastically. He had no time to put away the knife and could only deflect his wrist.
"flutter!"
With a muffled sound, the broken knife pierced Li Momo's coat and skin.
His daughter was injured and Li Dayong froze.
"flutter!"
At this moment, the dagger in Ye Fan's hand also stabbed Li Dayong's heart like a poisonous snake.
Suddenly, all movements stopped, and even the wind seemed to die.
In the blink of an eye, this battle was over.
Ling Qianshui's pretty face changed, and she stared at the two of them dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
She couldn't believe that Ye Fan, who was at the end of his strength, came back again.
It's just the bloody reality before us.
"Whoosh——"
Blood flowed down.
Li Dayong didn't even feel any severe pain. He only felt a chill in his chest and his whole body was weak.
Then he staggered and fell to the ground.
Li Momo had a little more blood on his body.
Bright as agate.
Seeing that Li Dayong had really fallen, Ling Qianshui reacted, her whole body was cold, and then she turned off the camera and disappeared.
Ye Fan ignored her. He knew that as long as he was still alive, Ling Qianshui would not dare to kill Tang Qiqi first.
He put Li Momo back on the sofa, leaned over and looked at Li Dayong quietly:
"Uncle Yong, I'm sorry."
Ye Fan felt guilty for using Li Momo as a shield, but he had no physical strength and could only resort to this strategy.
Li Dayong felt a little cold: "It's not your fault, it's Uncle Yong who feels sorry for you."
"I was supposed to protect you, but instead I stabbed you and killed you."
He smiled bitterly: "You can fight back no matter how hard you try."
Ye Fan hurriedly said: "Don't struggle. The wound is only half a centimeter away from the heart. If you exert force, it will split and lead to death."
After all, he still didn't kill him. He still had a special feeling for Li Dayong.
Li Dayong covered his heart with his left hand and smiled bitterly: "You want to hand me over to Ye Tang?"
"I can't do anything, and I can't judge you."
Ye Fan did not hide his thoughts: "Let Uncle Mo handle it. Don't worry, I will try my best to save your life."
"Thank you Mark."
Li Dayong's eyes suddenly became calm: "You have never let me down, but I have let you down like this."
Ye Fan's mouth was twitching: "I know, you must have some difficulties."
"There is no reason for it. It's because I can't bear the poverty. It's because I can't stand the temptation of the colorful world."
Li Dayong interrupted Ye Fan, and then changed the subject: "If you can, help me take care of Mo Mo."
"I thought about you being my son-in-law more than once, but fate has its way with people, and I didn't expect it to end up in this situation."
"I will not accept the trial, not because I am disdainful, but because I am ashamed of myself."
"I have no face to face you, Mo Mo, and your parents."
"I'm also sorry for Ye Tang..."
"It's the best destination for me to end it here."
Li Dayong smiled calmly, and then stabbed him with his backhand.
Fast and hard!
Ye Fan subconsciously shouted: "Uncle Yong!"
He stretched out his hand to grab it but it was too late.
The broken knife stabbed into the heart.
A large stream of blood burst out, and it was difficult for the gods to save him.
Li Dayong straightened his body, his vitality gradually extinguished:
"Ye Tang did not treat me unfairly. It was me who was negligent more than 20 years ago. I lost a child that I shouldn't have lost and then stole another child to replace him..."
