Hearing Tang Ruoxue's voice, Ye Fan's heart sank, and a touch of sadness appeared on his face.
Unexpectedly, the lady with braids who wanted to make the call was actually Tang Ruoxue.
If these people were really sent by her to deal with her, Ye Fan felt that this was the greatest irony in life.
Being sincere only results in the woman's resentment.
He calmed down and said softly: "Is it me?"
Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but tremble:
"Ye Fan!"
She was surprised, but also had a touch of anger: "Is it you?"
"Don't you really want me to make this call?"
There was a hint of loneliness in Ye Fan's tone: "It's a pity that I still disappoint you."
He looked at the fainted braided woman and they said, "Why are you doing this to me?"
"I let you down? Why should I do this to you?"
Tang Ruoxue's emotions were instantly ignited: "Why did you do this to me? You let me down!"
"You can ignore my life or death in order to capture my mother, and I don't care whether I live or not."
"But can you think about Qiqi and the children?"
"If my mother hadn't taken action in time, I might have died on the spot, killing two people."
She finally made up her mind to give birth to a child, but she almost died in an attack by the Elephant Guards. She couldn't bear it.
"child?"
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "If you had cared about your children, you wouldn't have done anything wrong in the first place."
"That was my fault, that was wrong of me, but I want to give birth now."
Tang Ruoxue was angry: "Is it because I didn't care before, and now it's your turn?"
"Does it matter if I have anything?"
Ye Fan has always been worried about flopping in the bathroom: "Isn't the life and death of your child always in your mind?"
"Ye Fan, you bastard!"
Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but scream: "Okay, you don't care whether the child lives or dies, but we were still husband and wife after all."
"If you want to kill my mother, can you consider my feelings?"
"My mother is sorry for you, but she is worthy of me. She saved us regardless of danger, but you want to catch her and kill her in front of me."
Tang Ruoxue vented her emotions: "Have you ever considered how Qiqi and I feel?"
She knew that her mother was at fault and guilty, and she would have understood Ye Fan if he had not killed her in front of her.
But Tang Ruoxue instinctively resisted using her and the child as bait and sneak attack in front of them.
Ye Fan sneered: "Lin Qiuling's crime is so heinous that it is natural to kill her!"
"Besides, if she had taken out the needle and died in the hospital, the following things would have happened there."
He wanted to say that Chu Zixuan's siege had nothing to do with him, but in the end he lost interest in explaining.
With Tang Ruoxue's character, things she determined could not be changed.
"Ye Fan!"
Tang Ruoxue laughed angrily: "Do you think I didn't pull out the needle? Do you think I let my mother go?"
Ye Fan said calmly: "She is still alive now!"
Tang Ruoxue said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I let her go, I let her live, are you satisfied?"
Ye Fan responded calmly: "She has harmed so many people, she will definitely be killed."
Thinking of Lin Qiuling threatening herself with Jin Zhilin's people, Ye Fan felt a murderous intention in his heart.
"Kill, kill, I didn't stop you from killing, I can't stop you either."
Tang Ruoxue was extremely angry: "You'd better kill me and the child, or I will kill you in the future!"
"You really want to kill me."
There was a trace of pain on Ye Fan's face: "That's right. In the past, you could join forces with Wang Qiaochu, but now it's normal for you to join forces with Shen Xiaodiao..."
"You don't have to worry about what I do now, and it's not your turn to take care of it!"
Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, Tang Ruoxue hung up the phone with a snap.
The beeping sound of the phone, separated by time and space, cut off the feelings of grudge and hatred between each other.
Ye Fan stayed where he was for a long time, until a sea breeze blew in and he woke up.
Looking at the four unconscious braided women, Ye Fan felt that he should question Tang Ruoxue.
He still didn't believe that this was sent by Tang Ruoxue to deal with him.
Just thinking of her accusation on the phone just now, Ye Fan lost the idea of questioning him again, and was worried that he would hurt the child if he provoked her.
For Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fan was exhausted mentally and physically.
Then, he picked up his cell phone and called:
"Fourth Princess, Shen Xiaodiao is in Fuai Orphanage..."
Ye Fan warned: "I want to live!"
As the lanterns came on and dusk set in, the sky over the port city became gloomy. Not only did the sea breeze get stronger, there was also thunder.
The autumn typhoon is coming again.
This kind of weather not only makes pedestrians rush home, but also makes the Fuai Orphanage waiting for demolition even more lonely.
An orphanage that has been in operation for more than 40 years feels unspeakably lonely in a remote corner after losing the children and volunteers it had been communicating with.
Even if the street light at the door lights up, it will only dispel a little darkness, but will not warm the orphanage.
When the sea breeze howled into the orphanage, the entrances to the alleys on both sides were blocked by two construction vehicles.
Several men with engineering maintenance marks were well-trained and guarded the area.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of black shadows pressed towards the orphanage, each one wrapped in a windbreaker and holding a weapon, looking very indifferent.
"Woof——"
A stray dog that was picking up something to eat was so frightened that it ran towards the end of the street with its tail between its legs.
An indescribable murderous intention gradually gathered in this night.
The door of Fuai Orphanage was not locked, but instead opened, revealing the depth inside, which looked peaceful and peaceful.
But for some reason, the man in trench coat who was approaching looked at the deserted courtyard and his steps stopped uncontrollably.
"cough--"
At this time, a coughing sound, neither light nor heavy, suddenly came from behind.
The stagnant crowd trembled, and then rushed into the courtyard one by one with gritted teeth.
Others climbed over the wall, thirty-two of them, full of murderous intent, all holding axes in their hands.
Behind the man in the trench coat is Butler Ruan with a cold face.
He still has white hair and is full of energy.
In order to successfully complete the task and to show his sincerity, Ye Fan released Butler Ruan.
Soon, dozens of people poured into the orphanage and then dispersed in a tacit understanding.
Their eyes were fixed on the people in the courtyard.
That's the look in the hunter's eyes after seeing his prey.
Butler Ruan, who came up from behind, was slightly startled.
In his field of vision, Shen Xiaodiao did not hide or dodge. On the contrary, he stood carelessly in front of a wall in the courtyard.
There was a bonfire in front of him, and a roast lamb was placed on top of the bonfire.
The aroma is overflowing.
Shen Xiaodiao held a bottle of vodka in his left hand and a blackened wooden stick in his right hand.
While he was painting a sunflower on the wall, he was drinking strong vodka.
Extremely comfortable.
Butler Ruan glanced at the sunflowers. The sunflowers occupying one wall were almost finished, and only a few petals in the middle were left unfinished.
Although the burnt wooden sticks are only black, the sunflowers outlined are not only lifelike, but also give people a sense of vitality.
If it weren't for the blood stains on Shen Xiaodiao's clothes and the several bandages wrapped around his back, it would be impossible to believe that he had suffered a gunshot wound.
Butler Ruan looked at it, and when Shen Xiaodiao was almost finished, he took a step forward.
He said respectfully: "Young Master Shen!"
Dozens of men in trench coats approached with tacit understanding, blocking Shen Xiaodiao's escape path.
"I still found it for you."
Shen Xiaodiao coughed and did not stop holding the wooden stick in his hand, still drawing lines leisurely.
