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

Chapter 1591
The first thousand and 590 four chapters on the cusp
Ye Fan didn't explain to Tang Ruoxue.

Apart from the grief and indignation that she would not listen to his explanation, she also hoped that she would go back to Zhong Hai as soon as possible.

To keep her away from Huaxi, a place of right and wrong, Ye Fan is willing to take the blame.

Under Ye Fan's instruction, Yuan Qingyi personally escorted Tang Ruoxue to the airport, and then withdrew the protection after boarding the special plane.

But they still arranged for four Wumeng children to secretly protect her and go to Zhong Hai's house.

When Tang Ruoxue's flight took off, Ye Fan returned to Liu's house.

Compared with the previous imposing manner like a rainbow, Ye Fan withdrew a bit of arrogance and frivolity.

The incident at Qiao's Tea House woke up Ye Fan, who was going smoothly.

The enemies he faced were far from being incompetent and useless as he had imagined, and the enemies he faced were probably not just the three tycoons...

Qiao's teahouse and neighbors were bulldozed, dozens of arms were cut off, and a dead mute was added, instantly pushing Ye Fan to the forefront.

Bullying men and women, extremely vicious, became Ye Fan's label in a blink of an eye.

Countless people were filled with righteous indignation towards Ye Fan, countless people shouted at him, and countless people asked him to get out of Huaxi.

This also made Liu's family bear the accusations of thousands of people.

The people of Huaxi believed that it was the Liu family who introduced Ye Fan, the evil wolf, in, so the Liu family must also bear the blame.

The Liu family and Liu Fugui also fell into the whirlpool of public opinion, and were abused and reprimanded by countless people.

Mother Liu was under great pressure and washed her face with tears. If she hadn't had her grandson as sustenance, she probably committed suicide by burning charcoal again.

"The people of Huaxi Donghu come to die, please Young Master Ye grant death!"

"The people of South China River come to suffer death, please Young Master Ye grant death!"

"The people of Huaxi Shenzhou came to die..."

That morning, thousands of people came to the gate of Liu's house.

There were old and young, men and women, all shouting for Ye Fan to kill them.

They believed that Ye Fan was the murderer, and they all fought in the way of seeking death.

Liu Changqing and Xiong Tiangou led people to chase them away, but instead of driving away one, more people came to support them.

A little rougher, the other party immediately lay down on the ground, yelling that Ye Fan and Liu's family would have their arms cut off.

Wang Aicai and the others were very troubled.

The situation is grim.

"I vaguely saw the scene of the first village reappear."

Ye Fan stood in the attic of Liu's courtyard, looking at the dark crowd with his hands behind his back:

"It's just that I put pressure on Shen Bancheng in the hearts of the people."

"Now it's the mastermind behind the scenes who will bring me, Ye Fan, into the army."

The corner of his mouth curled into self-mockery: "Feng Shui really takes turns."

"Although many of them are people who don't know the truth, there must be people who are fueling the flames and organizing them."

Yuan Qingyi sighed faintly: "Otherwise, it won't be half a day, and thousands of people will not be gathered together, and everyone will be united."

"Justice can't be killed, justice can't be destroyed, Young Master Ye grants death..."

Ye Fan looked at the crowd in front of Liu's house and smiled:
"Tell me, these people are so upright and have a sense of justice, how can there be villains like the three tycoons in Huaxi?"

"Shouldn't they overthrow Nangong Fu, Ouyang Wuji and others long ago?"

"After all, the three tycoons have seized [-]% of Huaxi's mineral resources."

"The three families account for [-]%, and there must be a lot of bones and blood in their hands. Why don't the people of Huaxi hate it?"

"Don't say that the teahouse was not destroyed by me and the dumb one was not killed by me. Even if it was all done by me, wouldn't it compare to the decades of brutality of the three tycoons?"

"They could come to Liu's house to protest against me and accuse me, why didn't they go to the door of the three tycoons and ask for death?"

Ye Fan asked back, with a touch of loneliness in his tone.

"You said that the three tycoons are the bad guys among the good guys, and you are the bad guys among the bad guys."

Yuan Qingyi smiled: "In other words, you can also be regarded as a good person in the heart of a good person..."

"A good person has a bottom line, and he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, not to mention you are the young master of the Martial League."

"The young master of the Wumeng can kill bad people, but he can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise he will discredit Wumeng and Jiuqian Sui."

"So they dare to yell at you for death because they know that no matter how much you provoke you, you won't kill them."

"They dare not provoke the three tycoons, because they know that the three tycoons dare to spray them to death when they are angry."

Her tone was very peaceful, but at a glance she could tell the aspirations of thousands of people begging to die.

Ye Fan nodded lightly when he heard the words: "It makes sense."

"It's easy to resolve the dilemma."

Yuan Qingyi smiled cruelly, and flashed a sharp sword:
"Let me go down and kill 100 people wearing a mask."

"Let them know that yelling at Ye Shao will also kill people, and also pay for blood and life."

"These thousands of people will disperse in a hurry, and they will never dare to come to Liu's house to make trouble and make noise."

Bloodthirsty and murderous intent flowed from her body.

As long as Ye Fan gives an order, she can kill a hundred of them in one minute.

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan smiled wryly, and stretched out his hand to touch the woman's shoulder, cooling Yuan Qingyi's murderous intent.

"It's really easy to kill 100 people."

"Just have to say, they bet right."

"Now I can kill 1000 of the three tycoons, but I dare not kill 100 of them."

Ye Fan's eyes fell on the crowd at the door, with a look of melancholy on his face.

He knew that what Yuan Qingyi said was right, if 100 people were killed, all public opinion and accusations would disappear.

It's just that he can't give this order.

"Tell me, who is the black hand behind this framing?"

Ye Fan changed the subject: "Could it be Sun Xiucai's revenge?"

"According to the spies' reports, several hundred people under Sun Xiucai took our laxatives and spent most of the night squatting in the toilet."

Yuan Qingyi hurriedly responded after hearing the words:
"Even now, they haven't completely solved the problem, they just barely take a breath by emptying their stomachs."

"Murong's nephew and the others don't dare to drink a glass of water and eat a bite of food, they are waiting for our antidote to resolve it."

"Sun Xiucai probably doesn't have the energy to stab a knife at this time."

"Furthermore, leveling the teahouse and killing the dumb to set the blame on is not in line with Murong Wuxin's way of getting rid of the boss!"

"After all, this kind of framing is already a deadly practice."

"I guess, there should be someone behind the scenes who calculated us and the Murong family together..."

Yuan Qingyi gave himself a judgment.

"It's not the Murong family, who is behind the scenes?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Could it be Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji?"

Yuan Qingyi said: "On the face of it, the two of them are reckless, and they should not be able to hold back the heat to do such a thing."

"But from the perspective of motives, they are the biggest suspects. After all, our alliance with Murong is a devastating blow to them."

"It's just that I haven't found any clues so it's hard to judge."

She added: "But I have sent someone to watch the two of them to see if I can find any clues."

"We can't just be busy with this matter."

Ye Fan raised his head slightly and snorted: "The thing started because of Sun Xiucai, so naturally it should end with him."

"Call Sun Xiucai and give me an accurate explanation before eight o'clock tonight!"

"Otherwise not only will there be no antidote, but I will also accept my declaration of full-scale war."

Regardless of whether Sun Xiucai did it or not, Ye Fan will force him to solve it. After all, he caused the storm of a bowl of bean curd.

Moreover, this bowl of bean curd made his relationship with Tang Ruoxue even worse.

Yuan Qingyi quickly passed Ye Fan's words to Sun Xiucai.

After Sun Xiucai received Yuan Qingyi's call, he pondered for a long time.

Then he supported his weak body and drove straight to the peak.

He knew that some things were beyond his ability to handle.

Soon, he appeared in front of the dilapidated small temple.

(End of this chapter)