The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1121 Little Aqiao

The first thousand and 120 chapters four little Aqiao

Although there are many things that have not been discussed until now, the meal at noon is still harmonious.

While chatting and laughing with Ye Tiandong and his wife, Ye Fan enjoyed the fried fish that was cooked just right, and ate two bowls of rice in one go.

He also handed Gao Yunzhi's mobile phone to Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue.

Ye Fan didn't know if the contents inside were useful, but he thought it could give Ye Tiandong and the others a direction.

After suffering so much, it's time for them to seek some justice.

Ye Tiandong's feelings for Ye Fan also changed unknowingly, from admiration to doting, as if to replace the regret of losing his son.

Zhao Mingyue's eyes were even slightly moist. The scene of the family reunion made her feel an unprecedented warmth.

The dream of more than 20 years has finally come true today.

If it wasn't for thinking that the paternity test report would not give anyone a chance to attack, Zhao Mingyue almost slipped out and revealed Ye Fan's true identity.

After eating, Ye Fan chatted a few words and went to Jinzhilin. He didn't go to see a doctor these days, and Ye Fan always felt that something was missing.

The sky had stopped raining, but it was still terribly gloomy, as if it was about to fall down at any moment, so Ye Fan drove the car very slowly.

"Buzzing—"

When the car drove near Baocheng Square, Ye Fan heard the phone vibrate.

An unknown number came in.

He put on earplugs to answer, and soon there was a woman's call:

"Master Ye, save you, help us..."

The voice was indescribably depressed and panicked, like a prey being pursued.

Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

"I am Xiong Tianci's wife. Xiong Tianci was taken away, and they are still looking for me everywhere."

The woman suppressed her voice and pleaded bitterly: "I really have nowhere to go, I can only ask you for help, please, save Xiong Tianjun."

"Xiong Tianjun was taken away?"

Ye Fan was taken aback: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, where are you? I'll go find you and talk about things slowly."

As he spoke, he turned on the navigation.

"I'm on the second floor of the underground parking lot of Baocheng Plaza."

Mrs. Xiong responded with soft sobs: "I'm hiding under a car, they're looking for me, I don't dare to move..."

"Okay, just wait, I'll be right there."

Ye Fan hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel, and the car roared and turned to Baocheng Square.

On the way, Ye Fan also put on a mask.

He is used to wearing a mask. The most important purpose is that the surveillance cannot capture his full face when killing people and setting fires.

In this way, he can open his eyes and talk nonsense and deny what he has done.

This is also the experience Ye Fan learned from Elder Duanmu being attacked and killed.

"Ugh-"

In less than 5 minutes, Ye Fan rushed into the underground parking lot. He followed the navigation and made a circle to the second floor.

Ye Fan just drove to the middle of the parking lot, and in his field of vision, he saw seven or eight big men in black blocking a corner.

One by one, with cigarettes in their mouths, took pictures with their mobile phones, and their smiles were evil.

At their feet, there were a few patrolling security guards, all of whom passed out.

On the Audi car seven or eight meters away from them was a woman in black leather.

She has a proud body and a cold expression, playing with a machete in her hand.

When she saw Ye Fan's car, she turned her face slightly and cast a sharp and disdainful look.

She also tapped Ye Fan's car with a knife, indicating how far he could roll.

Undoubtedly with these hunks in black.

When Ye Fan stepped on the brake, he also saw from the gap that Mrs. Xiong was tied to the hood of a BMW by a tough man in a windbreaker.

Mrs. Xiong's hair was disheveled, pear blossoms were raining, her mouth was still gagged, she was indescribably delicate and helpless.

Her skirt and stockings were also torn, and there were belt marks on her legs.

And the 30-year-old man in a windbreaker held his belt and grinned grinningly:

"Tsk tsk, Ma'am is really well maintained, the skin is tender and smooth, and it's slippery. When you smoke it, there's a mark."

"Tell me, when Xiong Tianjun sees you like this later, will he bow his head and compromise with us, or ignore you and be tortured to death?"

While speaking, he slapped Madam Xiong again, and with a slap, a mark appeared on her thigh.

Mrs. Xiong's cheeks hurt, tears overflowed, and she was extremely sad.

Ye Fan's blood rushed, he opened the car door and shouted: "Stop!"

Seeing Ye Fan, Mrs. Xiong's body shook, tears streaming down her face, mixed with fear, grievance, and despair, but she didn't cry.

Hearing someone scolding, seven or eight men in black turned around and stared fiercely at Ye Fan.

The woman in leather frowned slightly, as if she was displeased with Ye Fan's meddling.

"Boy, haven't you seen an art film? I'm making a film."

The hunky man in the windbreaker also turned his head and sneered: "Get out of here, the water here is too deep for you to swim in."

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the stalwart man in the windbreaker saw a figure flash in front of him.

Ye Fan's body disappeared instantly, leaving behind a strange afterimage.

Fast, so fast that people forget to breathe.

The woman in the leather jacket changed her face and shouted, "Be careful."

He instinctively let go of Mrs. Xiong and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't beat Ye Fan at all. As soon as he thought about it, Ye Fan stood in front of him like a god of death.

The macho man in the windbreaker subconsciously shouted: "You—"

"Snapped!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Ye Fan had already grabbed his neck.

The macho man in the windbreaker stopped breathing, and a breath of death enveloped him instantly.

"Let go of Brother Li!"

"Let people go!"

Seven or eight men in black were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, pulling out their weapons and shouting at Ye Fan.

The woman in leather was also angry, she approached slowly with a scimitar, her pretty face frosty.

The hunk in the windbreaker regained his composure from the shock, he stared at Ye Fan and said viciously:
"Boy, do you know who we are?"

"I can eat all kinds of teachings, and I have a big backer behind me. If you do something to me, you want the whole family to die, don't you?"

Thinking of the backer behind him, he straightened his back imperceptibly:

"Give you three seconds, let me go, kneel down and kowtow, cut off your hand, I will pretend nothing happened."

He directly threatened Ye Fan.

"You'd better do what he says, or you really won't end well."

The woman in leather who came up was playing with a machete, and spoke disdainfully to Ye Fan between her brows.

"Okay, let me go—"

Ye Fan laughed angrily, and punched hard with his left hand.

A punch full of anger hit the hunk in the windbreaker hard on the chest.

"boom!"

A low and trembling muffled sound sounded, and the entire chest of the hunk in the windbreaker sank directly, and a large part of his back also bulged.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out wildly, the eyes of the hunk in the windbreaker were almost protruding, with a look of despair on his face.

He desperately wanted to open his mouth to breathe, but his throat seemed to be tightly choked, and he couldn't breathe in air at all.

With unwilling panic, the windbreaker's body gradually loses strength

He couldn't figure it out until he died, how Ye Fan dared to kill himself.

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan threw the body in front of the leather-clad woman and the others:
"Man, I let it go, take it away."

The hunk in the windbreaker slammed into a car.

Boom!

The windshield shattered, and the man in the windbreaker fell into it, leaving debris and blood all over the floor.

Mrs. Xiong burst into tears, but there was pain in the tears and laughter in the pain. This was the ending she wanted...

"kill!"

At this time, seven or eight men dressed in black looked at each other, screamed and rushed towards Ye Fan.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ye Fan's face was gloomy, he did not retreat but advanced, showing no mercy to these scumbags.

One punch at a time, all of them shattered their chests and threw them on the ground.

Seven or eight men dressed in black were bleeding from their mouths and noses, dying, with indescribable panic in their eyes.

This Ye Fan was really terrifying, let alone counterattack, he couldn't even hide.

The woman in leather clothes had a pretty face and said coldly: "You have caused a big disaster..."

"Snapped--"

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Fan had already arrived in front of her and knocked her down with a slap.

The leather-clad woman fell down with a scream, and just about to jump up, Ye Fan was already in front of her like a gangrene, and stepped on her throat.

The woman in leather clothes suddenly turned pale and stopped all movements.

It's just that she was still unwilling, and bit her lip to threaten Ye Fan:

"I'm little Aqiao from the Jinyuan clubhouse, try touching a hair on me..."

(End of this chapter)