Chapter 1890
Chapter [-]: The Kite String
After the deal was concluded, Ye Fan took action to treat the Eight-faced Buddha.

Under Ye Fan's own treatment and the concentrated version of Hongyan Baiyao, the Eight-faced Buddha quickly recovered to [-]% of its state.

Feeling the changes in his body clearly, the Eight-faced Buddha was not only grateful to Ye Fan, but also shocked.

He really didn't expect Ye Fan's medical skills to be so superb.

One day and one night, Ye Fan rejuvenated him, a half-dead man, with strength and vitality.

Especially the impact on the dantian brought by a few silver needles, the Eight-faced Buddha felt that he could fight Luo Yunyun.

But these thoughts passed in a flash, and the eight-faced Buddha's attention quickly turned back to Cronkins.

Sixty days are fleeting, and he must make good use of this time.

So after there was nothing serious, the Eight-faced Buddha left the basement.

He was flying to Eagle Country for deployment.

Ye Fan didn't give much advice, and arranged for him to leave Longdu quietly after giving him enough travel expenses and a passport.

With Ye Fan's protection, the Eight-faced Buddha quickly got on the flight to Hong Kong City for transit.

"There are indeed more than 60 billion in the account, and I have withdrawn it and put it in my pocket."

Looking at the plane going away in the sky, in the black nanny car, Song Hongyan leaned slightly and said:
"It's just that you are so relieved to give him freedom?"

"Although the Eight-faced Buddha is powerful, he is also a lone wolf."

"He has no family members, no land and other worries, and he can overturn his promise at any time without cost."

"Maybe he will change his face and hide after he goes there, or maybe he will turn around in Hong Kong City and come back to deal with you."

Song Hongyan reminded Ye Fan softly that she was worried that letting go of the Eight-faced Buddha would be letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

For her, the danger of the Eight-faced Buddha is far from being compensated by 60 billion.

"Don't worry, the Eight-faced Buddha is a man. He promised not to hurt me, so he won't go back on his word and deal with me."

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and hugged the woman into his arms, and said with confidence on his face:
"Besides, he has settled with Master Luo, which means that the mission has been completed, and there is no reason to attack me again."

"Besides, I also planted the termite Gu of Miao Fenglang on him."

"After three months, if the Eight-faced Buddha does not appear in front of me to detoxify, termites will break out of their cocoons and devour the entire heart."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "That's really painful."

Song Hongyan smiled slightly, with a hint of worry in her tone:
"I'm just worried that the Eight-faced Buddha will break the jar, kill the enemy, and die with you again."

"After all, he is alone now, and there is no difference between life and death after revenge."

Without a string to hold the Eight-faced Buddha, Song Hongyan felt insecure.

"I know what you mean, but I really don't have to worry about it."

Ye Fan smiled and handed the scanned and printed family portrait to Song Hongyan: "Look."

"I have seen this photo several times and verified it several times. It is indeed the family of the eight-faced Buddha's wife and daughter."

Song Hongyan was slightly taken aback, pinched the photo and said, "The eighteen names on the back are indeed his enemies."

"Photos don't have moisture."

She looked at Ye Fan curiously: "What do you want me to see?"

"Look at the Chinese wife of the eight-faced Buddha."

Ye Fan smiled calmly: "See if you have any impression of her appearance?"

Song Hongyan sat up slightly, turned on the lights in the car, and carefully examined the photos.

"I've seen this woman for a long time, why do I feel a little familiar? Could it be that I have seen the wife of the Eight-faced Buddha before?"

"However, the eight-faced Buddha's wife died 15 years ago, and it was impossible for me to have an intersection with her more than ten years ago."

"Even if I have an intersection with the eight-faced Buddha's wife, I can't remember it for more than ten years."

Song Hongyan looked at the hostess of the family portrait very contradictory, and didn't know what Ye Fan meant.

"Then look at this picture again."

Ye Fan took out another photo from his pocket and handed it to Song Hongyan.

It is the photo of the young girl who fell from the eight-faced Buddha.

In his 20s, he was in full bloom, in the sun, smelling the white gardenia flowers, and smiling picturesquely.

"This girl, I have seen it, I have seen it, I have an impression!"

When Song Hongyan saw this picture and saw the girl's face, her eyes became clearer.

"I seem to have seen her in Jin Zhilin, she seems to be Tang Ruoxue's friend."

"It's just the name, I can't remember it for a while."

Song Hongyan's pretty face was a little excited, trying to recall the young girl's name.

"Yang Jingxiao!"

Ye Fan said lightly: "Tang Ruoxue's former best friend is a miserable person."

She is also the person Ye Fan has always felt guilty about.

"Yes, Yang Jingxiao."

Song Hongyan instantly remembered Yang Jingxiao's information, pinched the photo and threw out a sentence:

"She tipped you off on Tang Ruoxue's whereabouts, and then suffered cruel revenge from Zhao Hongguang."

"I remember, after she was spoiled by Zhao Hongguang and the others, she was put in a box and given to Jin Zhilin as a congratulatory gift."

"Afterwards, you asked Huang Zhendong and the others to arrest Zhao Hongguang to avenge Yang Jingxiao."

Song Hongyan's eyes flickered with light, recalling her hard work in Zhonghai.

It was a cruel experience in her life, but it was also the most precious gain in her life.

"That's right, in the end, Yang Jingxiao personally killed her enemy and left Zhong Hai with the one billion that she deserved."

Ye Fan took the topic softly: "She wants to live in a different environment."

"I thought that we would never see each other again in this life, so that if we don't see acquaintances, we won't think of the painful experience."

"In the end, I didn't expect to see her picture on the eight-faced Buddha."

He sighed in his heart, maybe this is fate.

"It is indeed a bit of providence."

Song Hongyan also smiled when she looked at Yang Jingxiao's photo:
"It's just that I was a little surprised. The Eight-faced Buddha, who is like a lone wolf, should be ashamed after the death of his family?"

"How could he be interested in Yang Jingxiao, who is in her 20s?"

Putting a picture of a girl in the wallet together with the family portrait shows Yang Jingxiao's importance and closeness to the Eight-faced Buddha.

And in a series of eight-faced Buddha information, he is always a person who has a deep affection for his wife.

Otherwise, the Eight-faced Buddha will not be able to recover from the pain for more than ten years, nor will he keep thinking about killing all the people involved.

She was still a bit puzzled, didn't she discuss the Eight-faced Buddha's wife just now, why did she suddenly turn to Yang Jingxiao?
"It's easy!"

Seeing that Song Hongyan was confused, Ye Fan took the family photo and took out his mobile phone.

He opened a software and scanned in the photo of the eight-faced Buddha's wife.

Afterwards, Ye Fan clicked on Appearance, 25 years younger, and saw the face of the eight-faced Buddha's wife change rapidly.

It didn't take long for the face to change, and it was fixed at the age of the eight-faced Buddha's wife in her 20s.

Song Hongyan saw it and was shocked: "Yang Jingxiao?"

So much alike, so much alike.

The 25-year-old wife of the Eight-faced Buddha is almost the same as the current Yang Jingxiao.

The eyes, nose, smile, and the gentleness that is indifferent to the world are so similar.

"Yang Jingxiao looks very much like the eight-faced Buddha's wife when she was young."

Ye Fan obviously did enough homework, rubbed his fingers against the photo and said:

"This is also the reason why the Eight-faced Buddha regained his vitality after despair."

"I still don't know the relationship between the Eight-faced Buddha and Yang Jingxiao."

"But you can be sure that Yang Jingxiao is very important and close to him, otherwise she wouldn't appear in the wallet."

"The silence of the Eight-faced Buddha in the past two years is probably not just a deduction of revenge, but also the mutual friendship."

He shook Song Hongyan's palm: "You are worried that the Eight-faced Buddha will not be able to control it if it floats out."

"Then you can rest easy now."

"The Eight-faced Buddha is a kite, and Yang Jingxiao is the string that binds him..."

"I want the Eight-faced Buddha to come back, and he will never fly away!"

(End of this chapter)

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