Chapter 125

Ye Fan finally let the man go, sat back and lit a cigarette.

The man took the document that ye fan had thrown aside, opened it, looked at it and said, "the bank robbery involved funds of up to 789.2 billion. The institutions involved include many banks in various countries, major family consortia, major enterprises in the financial sector and so on. There is a detailed list on it. Look back and see for yourself."

Ye Fan didn't make a sound, and there was no response on his face.

The man looked up, sorted out his thoughts a little, considered his words, and continued: "it involves a huge number of people involved. Even if some of them are us, they have no right to investigate. If I move a little, I have to be laid off. You should know what I mean."

Ye Fan still didn't respond.

The man frowned and continued: "so you can only do it hard. As long as there is definite evidence, I'll protect you..."

"You protect me? If you really can't find evidence, how can you protect me? Abandon the car like the cold seal incident?" Ye Fan was interrupted by a cold voice.

"No, no, no, absolutely not this time, I promise..."

"What guarantee do you have?" Ye Fan interrupted again.

The man frowned, put down the document and stared at Ye Fan: "what do you want?"

"What do I want? I'm a common people, a man who lives on women. What can I do? Especially in front of a dignitary like you, I dare to do so?"

"Ye, fan!"

"Your grandfather is here."

The man jumped to his feet.

Ye Fan looked up at the man's head and said faintly, "look how good your car is. You have a head and face of luxury. You can lengthen, heighten and thicken the limited customized bulletproof car and return Lincoln. How can you get hundreds of millions of dollars for this car? I'm desperate. You enjoy happiness. It's good."

The man clenched his fist and sat down again.

"Just do me a favor."

"No help."

"Ye Fan!"

"Stop, I'm leaving." Ye Fan stood up.

The man's face was quickly gloomy.

The speed did not decrease at all. Ye Fan stepped forward, put one hand on the driver's shoulder and gradually exerted himself: "I told you to stop."

For a moment, the driver had a pain in his shoulder and felt that the bone was deforming rapidly

Soon the car stopped.

Huang Shasha also followed and stopped the car.

Ye Fan gets off and walks to the back, opens the door and sits in the co pilot. "Let's go and go to Fanghua apartment."

Huang Sasha hesitated, called out the navigation, stepped on the accelerator and turned around.

Inside, someone came forward and sat opposite the man.

"The yellow warbler is in that car. Don't you catch it?"

"Catch? Also point to Ye Fan for help. Do you catch his woman at this time?"

"But there are orders..."

"Shut up, I have my own discretion."

Early in the morning, Fanghua apartment.

Ye Fan called Ye Xiaoyun up, temporarily arranged several rooms for the Huang sisters and Huang Ying, and then directly pushed the door into Zhao Xin and Zhao duo's room.

Zhao Xin and Zhao duo are already asleep. They lie horizontally on the bed. If the scenery under their pajamas is present, Ye Fan stands by the bed and stares at Zhao Xin. He is basically sure that this is Huang Xin. That's right.

Huang Ying is known as a ghost. He killed countless people decisively. Under torture, he was tamed only half a year, not to mention Huang Xin?

In fear, a man was either tamed or destroyed. In those years, he saw the Nightingale humiliated and killed, and he was seriously injured and dying. The whole nether world was almost dead. Under the heavy blow, he almost fell down and could not get up again?

Even if he got up, he was no longer the same Ye Fan. He couldn't go back to the past after all.

So, in a sense, Huang Xin is really dead.

Now this is Zhao Xin. She doesn't deny it, but knows she can't go back.

Some things have been deeply engraved in my bones. It's unnecessary to admit that I am Huang Xin, the daughter of the Huang family.

Like Ye Fan, will he still admit that he was the Lord of the nether world?

unable. He won't, neither will Huang Xin.

And

Suddenly, Zhao Xin woke up with a cry.

When she opened her eyes and saw Ye Fan, Zhao Xin was stunned. She slowly sat up and stared at Ye Fan: "you, what do you want?"

"It's all right. Keep sleeping."

"Huh?" Zhao Xin was a little confused and stunned: "I continue to sleep? You, you suddenly ran in and stood here. Don't you want to sleep together? Or do something to sleep together?"

Ye Fan shook his head. "It's all right. You keep sleeping. I'm out."

With that, ye Fanzhen went out, closed the door, then went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, stood by the guardrail, looked up at the boundless night sky and meditated infinitely.

His mind was in chaos. Ye Fan didn't know what he was thinking.

Or, he should think about something.

Unconsciously, Ye Fan has a headache.

The mobile phone suddenly rang, a strange phone.

"Hello."

"Do you know who I am?" A man's voice.

Ye Fan frowned a little, and the other party directly reported to himself: "Bi Jia, Bi Longqing."

"Bi Longqing?" Ye Fan was stunned.

"Bi Longqing, it was my father who broke the virgin body for your master nightingale. Eight armed Yan Luobi was bold."

In a flash, Ye Fan's whole person changed.

The Qi and blood in the body surged, the anger in the heart surged, the murderous spirit in the eyes was ferocious, and every part of the body was cold and cold.

In the back living room, Huang Ying suddenly turned to the Chaoyang platform. It seemed that she felt it.

On the phone, Bi Longqing said, "I heard you took the Nightingale away from the Huang family. Why, a woman who has long been exhausted, do you still want to be a treasure?"

"But I'm really curious. She's your master and you're her apprentice. Did she let you touch it?"

"She's on our side, but anyone can touch her. She's on call anytime and anywhere. Even the little apprentice I just accepted can press her and kill her. When she comes to you, she won't even let you touch it?"

"After all, this teacher and apprentice are different, alas."

Bi Longqing stabbed Ye Fan's heart one by one.

She is a yellow warbler, not a nightingale. Originally, Ye Fan wanted to reply to such a sentence, but his words were restrained again.

Yellow warbler, Nightingale, is there a difference?

Besides, the yellow warbler and the Nightingale are really not the same person?

Ye Fan clenched his fist and didn't speak.

At this time, with a slight sound of footsteps, Huang Ying came and stood next to Ye Fan.

On the phone, Bi Longqing said, "don't talk? You're excited to patronize? Why don't I send you some videos of your master waiting for VIP guests in the sanatorium? After watching it, you promise to be more excited, ha ha..."

In Bi Longqing's unbridled laughter, Ye Fan was about to hang up the phone when Huang Ying suddenly took her mobile phone.

The air suddenly solidified.

Ye Fan is stingy and stiff.

Huang Ying glanced at him and put his cell phone in his ear, "it's me."

Over the phone, Bi Longqing's wild laughter suddenly disappeared.

"Huang Ying? Why, you were kidnapped to bed by your own apprentice and haven't come back yet?"

"Soon, I'll be back in a minute." The yellow warbler replied faintly.

"No, go directly to the sanatorium. Some old men in the VIP room miss you. Dress prettier and go to comfort you."

"OK."

When the phone hangs up, Huang Ying looks at Ye Fan. Ying Ying smiles and is about to speak. Suddenly, Ye Fan plunges a needle into Huang Ying's acupoint.

In the twinkling of an eye, Huang Ying fainted and fell slowly