In the Xia Kingdom, the riverside villa, Tang Ruoxue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, constantly dialing Feng Chu's two phone numbers.
She also rudely refused Gongsun Qian's invitation to have dinner, thinking only about Feng Chu's life and death.
If she hadn't had the strength to stand up on her feet, she would have probably taken a plane to Hong Kong City by now.
She called several more times, but Feng Chu still didn't answer.
She raised her head and looked at Mark who was eating not far away and said angrily: "What time is it now, are you still in the mood to eat?"
Tang Ruoxue felt that the peace she had accumulated over the past few days of self-cultivation was shattered by this bastard named Ye Fan.
Not only did she use Aunt Qing to blackmail her in exchange for Zhan Mianyang, but she was still eating leisurely at the critical moment when her life was at stake.
This is simply not taking Feng Chu and the others seriously.
Ye Fan didn't even raise his eyebrows, and gave Gongsun Qian a piece of fish: "What needs to be done has been done, the rescue that needs to be arranged has been arranged, and there is nothing extra to do now."
"No matter how anxious you are, there's no point."
"Unless you can teleport to Warehouse No. 6."
"So no matter how many phone calls you make or how much you jump around, you can no longer influence the current situation in Hong Kong City."
"Instead of wasting time worrying about the situation over there, it's better to have a good meal first."
"This will give you the strength to deal with the next situation."
Ye Fan has already called Song Hongyan and asked her to contact her subordinates to be careful.
He also asked Situ Kong to take three hundred gunmen to assist.
What needs to be done has been done, and all that is left for Ye Fan is to wait for the result.
Anger appeared on Tang Ruoxue's pretty face, she stared at Mark and scolded: "So many people are dying, but you are not anxious at all. Even if nothing can be changed, you should have a worried attitude."
"They are all human beings, not dogs or cats. If you don't care, you are simply extremely cold-blooded."
"And this matter has a huge relationship with you."
"If you hadn't threatened us to hand over Zhan Mianyang to Hong Kong City, Feng Chu would not be in danger now."
"If anything happens to her, I won't let you go."
Although Feng Chu did not stay with her all day long like Aunt Qing, they still had a mutually dependent relationship.
Tang Ruoxue never wanted anything to happen to any of the three of them.
"idiot!"
Ye Fan was too lazy to argue with Tang Ruoxue anymore, so he picked up a chicken leg and started to chew on it.
Almost as soon as Ye Fan finished eating the chicken legs, his phone started vibrating.
Ye Fan wiped his hands with a tissue, then picked up his cell phone and walked to the balcony to answer the call.
As soon as the video was connected, Song Hongyan's charming shadow appeared in Ye Fan's field of vision.
Before Ye Fan could speak, Song Hongyan's voice came over first: "Husband, something happened!"
His tone was indescribably solemn.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "As long as you are fine, wife, everything is not a big deal."
A simple sentence made Song Hongyan's mood relax, and then she smiled bitterly: "Situ Kong and the others have arrived at Warehouse No. 6."
"Warehouse No. 6 was attacked as you expected, and all the dozen or so people I sent to pick them up were killed."
"Feng Chu, who was escorting Zhan Mianyang, was also seriously injured, but she jumped into the sea in time and saved her life."
"He is just unconscious, his whole body is cold, and his body temperature has dropped severely. He is still being treated in the emergency room of the hospital."
"Zhan Mianyang did not die at the scene."
"A nearby traffic surveillance camera saw a young man in gray dragging a box and driving a 'Dafei' directly out of the sea."
"The direction of the speedboat is Hengcheng, which is eighteen kilometers away."
"The information and photos have been sent to your tank."
"I also contacted Dong Qianli to go to the dock in Hengcheng to search for the whereabouts of Zhan Mianyang and the young man in gray."
Song Hongyan told Ye Fan the situation without reservation and sent him several live videos.
"What?"
"All dead?"
"Feng Chu didn't even last fifteen minutes?"
"Is this young man in gray so powerful?"
“And shouldn’t it be the old man in black?
Why did a young man in gray suddenly appear again?"
Although Ye Fan had already prepared for the worst when it came to his fight against Mianyang, he still couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the situation at the scene.
When Ye Fan speculated that something might happen to Feng Chu and the others, he asked Situ Kong to rush to Warehouse No. 6 immediately.
It only takes less than twenty minutes to drive from the cruise ship to Warehouse No. 6.
Unexpectedly, Feng Chu and the others did not survive Situ Kong's rescue.
Ye Fan knew Feng Chu's skills well, so he felt solemn about her defeat so quickly.
Song Hongyan nodded slightly, with a hint of doubt in her tone: "Yes, the eighteen elites I sent are all dead. They are all first-class mercenaries."
"I didn't expect to be killed by the opponent so easily."
"Furthermore, Situ Kong said that there were no signs of fierce fighting at the scene, and there were no injuries on the eighteen elites."
"Every one of them was bleeding from the orifices, but it was not caused by poisoning."
"There is a wound on Feng Chu's body, but it was stabbed by herself with a scalpel."
"This young man in gray is a bit weird."
"It's a pity that Fengchu won't wake up for a while, otherwise we can ask her what happened."
There was a hint of coldness on Song Hongyan's face. She was afraid of the man in gray who appeared, but she was more interested in fighting.
Killing her gunman and taking away Zhan Mianyang is tantamount to robbing her of meat.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Ask Situ Kong to record a close-up video of the deceased's scene for me."
"Let me see how they died."
"Honey, I'm sorry. I originally wanted to give you a New Year's Day gift, but not only did it fail, but you also lost a lot of people."
He looked at the woman and apologized very much: "I'm so sorry for wasting your good mood and causing trouble for you."
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Song Hongyan smiled tenderly: "Why are we, a couple, talking to each other like this?"
"I am very satisfied to be able to pinpoint Zhan Mianyang as the murderer of Tang Tianhao and the others."
"Furthermore, Zhan Mianyang was crippled and the Zhan family was destroyed. This can be regarded as revenge for the three dead masters."
"I am enough to give an explanation to the three branches of the Tang Sect, so that this great feud will no longer be a thorn in the hearts of the three branches of the Tang Sect."
"They will also see my abilities and respect and support me more."
"As for taking Zhan Mieyang to ascend to the throne, it's not important."
"I don't need it to fly into the sky."
"Now that I have guns, people, money, and the support of the Tang people to slaughter them, the position of the sect leader is not difficult for me. If I want to..." "Sending Zhan Mianyang back to Longdu is just the icing on the cake. For me, Song
Beauty doesn’t have much impact on the Tang Sect’s market.”
Song Hongyan comforted Ye Fan: "So husband, please don't feel pressured. Your woman has too many bargaining chips."
