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

Chapter 1430
The first thousand and 430 three chapters fall in love and kill each other
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Hearing Tang Ruoxue's voice, Ye Fan's heart sank, and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, the lady with braided hair who wanted to call was really 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.

Sincerity, only in exchange for the woman's resentment.

He stabilized his mind and said softly: "It's me?"

Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Tang Ruoxue couldn't stop shaking:
"Evan!"

She was surprised, but also angry: "It's you?"

"Do you really don't want me to make this call?"

Ye Fan's tone was a bit lonely: "Unfortunately, I still let you down."

He looked at the braided woman who passed out and 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 treat me like this? You let me down!"

"In order to catch my mother, you can ignore my life and death, and I don't care if I live or not."

"But can you think about Qiqi, think about the child?"

"If my mother hadn't acted in time, I might have died on the spot, one dead and two dead."

She finally made up her mind to give birth to a child, but she almost died in the Xiangyiwei attack, she couldn't bear it.

"child?"

Ye Fan was noncommittal: "You cared about the child, so you wouldn't flop back then."

"It was my fault, it was my fault, but I want to have a baby now."

Tang Ruoxue was furious: "Is it because I didn't care before, but now it's your turn?"

"Do I matter?"

Ye Fan has always been worried about diving in the bathroom: "Isn't the child's life and death always in your mind?"

"Ye Fan, you bastard!"

Tang Ruoxue couldn't stop screaming: "Okay, you don't need to care about the child's life or death, but how can we say that we were also husband and wife in the past."

"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 the danger, but you want to capture her and kill her in front of me."

Tang Ruoxue vented her emotions: "Have you considered my feelings with Qiqi?"

She knew that her mother was at fault and guilty, and if Ye Fan hadn't killed her in front of her, she would have understood Ye Fan.

But Tang Ruoxue instinctively resisted using her and the child as bait, and even attacked and killed her in person.

Ye Fan sneered: "Lin Qiuling has committed a heinous crime, killing her is a matter of course!"

"Besides, if she had pulled out the needle and died in the hospital, there would still be these things."

He wanted to say that the siege of Chu Zixuan had nothing to do with him, but in the end he lost interest in explaining.

With Tang Ruoxue's character, what she believes cannot be changed.

"Evan!"

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!"

Tang Ruoxue hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I let her go, I let her survive, are you satisfied?"

Ye Fan responded lightly: "She has harmed so many people, she will definitely be killed."

Thinking of Lin Qiuling threatening him with people from Jin Zhilin, Ye Fan felt a killing intent in his heart.

"Kill, kill, I didn't stop you from killing, and I can't stop you either."

Tang Ruoxue was very angry: "You'd better kill me and the child, or I will kill you in the future!"

"You really want to kill me."

Ye Fan had a look of pain on his face: "That's right, you were able to team up with Wang Qiaochu in the past, but now it's normal to team up with Shen Xiaodiao..."

"I don't need you to take care of what I do now, and it's not your turn to take care of me!"

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 sentiment of grievance and hatred between each other.

Ye Fan stayed where he was for a long time, until a gust of sea breeze blew in, and he woke up.

Looking at the four women with braided hair in a coma, Ye Fan felt that Tang Ruoxue should be questioned.

He still didn't believe that Tang Ruoxue sent him to deal with him.

Just thinking of the accusations she made on the phone just now, Ye Fan lost the idea of ​​questioning again, and was worried that the stimulation would hurt the child.

For Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fan was devastated.

Then, he picked up his cell phone and called out:

"Fourth princess, Shen Xiaodiao is in Fu'ai Orphanage..."

Ye Fan warned: "I want to live!"

At the beginning of the day when the lights came on, the dusk merged, and the sky in Hong Kong City became gloomy. Not only did the sea breeze grow stronger, but also thunder sounded.

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.

In an orphanage that has been in operation for more than 40 years, after losing the children and volunteers he used to come and go, he was indescribably lonely in a remote corner.

Even if the street lights at the gate were turned on, it could only dispel the darkness, but could not warm up the orphanage.

When the sea breeze blew into the orphanage, the entrances to the alleys on both sides were blocked by two construction vehicles.

A few men with engineering maintenance marks are well-trained and guarded.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of black shadows approached the orphanage, all wrapped in windbreakers and holding weapons, all indifferent.

"Wang-"

A stray dog ​​picking up things to eat was so frightened that it ran towards the end of the street with its tail between its legs.

An indescribable killing intent gradually condensed in this night.

The gate of Fuai Orphanage was not locked, on the contrary, it was opened, revealing the deepness inside, and it looked calm.

But for some reason, the man in the windbreaker approached, looking at the deserted yard, his footsteps stopped uncontrollably.

"cough--"

At this time, there was a sudden coughing sound from behind.

The stagnant crowd shook their bodies, and then one by one gritted their teeth and rushed into the yard.

Others climbed over the wall, 32 of them, murderous, with axes in their hands.

Behind the man in the windbreaker was Butler Ruan with a cold face.

Still white-haired and 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 agreement.

Their eyes were fixed on the people in the courtyard.

That's the look in the hunter's eyes when he sees his prey.

Butler Ruan, who came up from behind, was slightly taken aback.

In the field of vision, Shen Xiaodiao did not hide or dodge, on the contrary, he stood carelessly in front of a wall in the yard.

In front of him was a bonfire with a roast lamb on it.

Fragrant.

Shen Xiaodiao held a bottle of vodka in his left hand and a blackened wooden stick in his right.

While he was drawing a sunflower on the wall, he was pouring high-quality vodka.

Very comfortable.

Butler Ruan glanced at the sunflowers. The sunflowers occupying a wall were almost finished, leaving only a few petals in the middle.

Although the charred wooden stick has only one black color, the sunflowers outlined are not only lifelike, but also give people a burst of vitality.

If it weren't for Shen Xiaodiao's clothes soaked in blood and a few bandages wrapped around his back, it would be impossible to believe that he had been shot.

Butler Ruan took a look, and when Shen Xiaodiao was almost finished, he took a step forward.

He said respectfully, "Young Master Shen!"

Dozens of men in windbreakers approached tacitly, blocking Shen Xiaodiao's way of escaping.

"You still found it."

Shen Xiaodiao coughed, did not stop the wooden stick in his hand, and still drew the lines leisurely.

Without looking back, he sighed:
"After all, you are still Ye Fan's lackeys..."

(End of this chapter)