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

Chapter 1924 Eliminate Hate
The first thousand 940 chapters eliminate hatred
"what--"

Seeing the tea table shattered, Ye Fan shuddered and rushed over to inspect it.

He found that the cut of the coffee table was extremely smooth and flat, as if it had been laser cut.

If it wasn't for him being the only one in the room, Ye Fan wouldn't believe that he did it.

Could it be that all the skill has poured into the left arm?He also gave himself the ability similar to the Six Meridians Excalibur?
Ye Fan looked puzzled, then took a few steps back, and waved a few more times at a small sofa.

It's just that this time there was no movement Ye Fan wanted.

There's nothing wrong with the armchair.

This unscientific.

Ye Fan took a long breath, muttered something but didn't give up.

He felt that it was impossible for the six-meridian sword to disappear, at least not so soon.

Because he can still feel the power contained in his left arm.

Ye Fan thought for a while, recalling the situation of the shot just now.

That's when you get angry.

So Ye Fan concentrated his mind on the current chaos, and when his irritability came to his mind, he pointed at the single sofa.

There was only a snort, and there was an extra hole in the sofa.

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and he stepped forward to check, and found that the hole was like a flying knife.

He gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and verified again.

"Chichichi-"

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Soon, a simple but sharp voice sounded in the room.

A small hole was quickly opened by Ye Fan on the sofa, table, chair, curtain, and quilt.

It is silent when it is shot, and it is hard to guard against.

This made Ye Fan very happy. God closed his dantian and opened a window on his left arm.

In the future, he will have a strong ability to protect himself.

While Ye Fan was feeling emotional, he also collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

And as his emotions calmed down and his strength was exhausted, the lethality of his left arm disappeared endlessly.

If Ye Fan hadn't felt the lethality come back after running the "Tai Chi Jing", he would be depressed about the use of this big stick.

After researching and verifying the left arm, Ye Fan fell back on the bed and took a rest.

After recovering a little, he hurriedly washed and changed clothes and left the room, so as not to be surprised when his mother came in and saw the mess all over the place.

When Ye Fan went downstairs to find Zhao Mingyue for porridge, the door that had just been closed was pushed open again.

Ye Wujiu walked in quietly.

He scanned the entire room, then picked up a few fragments and scanned.

Seeing the sharpness of the incision, Ye Wujiu's face showed complex emotions.

"The technique of slaying dragons?"

He squeezed out a white sand cigarette and sighed:
"Did you know that there used to be 'dragons' in this world..."

But he didn't feel serious or worried, because those 'dragons' were all slaughtered by his last mission.

He not only wiped out all the "dragons" sent by the enemy to Shenzhou to explore, but also went straight to Huanglong to take over the enemy's old nest in the thirteen districts.

Although that time almost cost his life, it was worth it to Ye Wujiu.

"Mom, Mom, I'm coming down to drink porridge. What kind of porridge do you cook? It's so delicious."

At this moment, Ye Fan was wandering into the dining room, sniffing his nose and shouting to the kitchen.

"Ye Fan woke up? Wait a minute, the porridge will be ready in 5 minutes."

Zhao Mingyue didn't respond, but Ye Tiandong smiled and probed:

"I made old hen porridge for you to nourish your body."

He wears an apron, holds a spoon, and looks like a house-husband.

"dad!"

Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment, then walked into the kitchen and shouted, "Why are you? Where's mom?"

"Master Truman called."

Ye Tiandong smiled and said, "Your mother went to the study to answer the call. I'm free, so I came over to watch the porridge."

He waved Ye Fan into the kitchen to chat, and then slowly stirred the chicken porridge with a spoon.

Ye Fan walked in and smiled: "The call should be for you, right?"

"Master Chu is probably here because of Lin Qiuling's matter, and he is going to apologize to you and use me as bait."

"It's just that you feel that with your status and status, if you don't accept an apology, you don't care about the overall situation. Accepting an apology is too cheap for them."

"So I asked my mother to answer the call and negotiate."

"It's understandable no matter how aggressive the mother's identity is mixed in."

"Truman will probably bleed a lot this time."

While sniffing the fragrance, Ye Fan broke his father's mind.

"As expected of my son, you have snooped on your thoughts."

There was a hint of appreciation in Ye Tianlong's eyes, he stopped stirring the spoon in his hand and said:
"Although there was no danger this time, and they have taken sufficient safety measures, they even hid it from your mother and me, so I can't give them too cheap."

"Besides, Lin Qiuling escaped from Truman's laboratory, so it's only natural for Truman to bleed."

Although Hengdian and Trumen explained that Ye Wujiu was the biggest hole card, it is absolutely impossible for him to stare at Ye Fan.

But Lin Qiuling's danger from the sea still made Ye Tiandong angry.

He even suspected that Hengdian and Trumen deliberately let her sneak in in order to catch Lin Qiuling completely.

Otherwise, how could Heng Dian and the Truman master who were secretly staring at Ye Fan not notice Lin Qiuling approaching?
So he asked Zhao Mingyue to handle all the calls these days.

"Hey, your world is too complicated, so I won't get involved."

Ye Fan teased and relieved his father's emotions: "But Truman and the others are bleeding, remember to share with me."

"If my son couldn't see through it, he wouldn't have lifted Tang Ruoxue's six shots."

Ye Tiandong looked sideways at his son who had endured too much:
"You grabbed Tang Ruoxue's gun, not because you were worried that she would hurt Mr. Song, but because you were worried that Mr. Song would kill her, right?"

He sighed: "Tang Ruoxue thought you didn't want her to take revenge, but you didn't realize that you saved her life."

Ye Fan's smile faltered slightly, then he rubbed his head and said, "I don't want both parties to be hurt."

"Back when Miao Fenghuang teamed up with Song Jinyu to deal with Song Wansan, he thought Song Wansan, who was dying, would be easy to deal with."

Ye Tiandong looked at his son with kind thoughts, and his voice sounded softly in the kitchen:

"In the end, no one expected that Song Wansan deliberately lured Miao Fenghuang and the others into the bait by showing his weakness."

"And even his son Song Jinyu didn't expect that Song Wansan, who has always been weak in killing chickens, is a superb master."

"At the critical moment, when his son held a gun to his head, he not only slapped Miao Fenghuang to death, but also grabbed his son's throat."

"The extremely dangerous round was turned around by him lightly."

"How can Tang Ruoxue kill such a person?"

"Tang Ruoxue's six shots, the one who died will definitely not be Song Wansan, but Tang Ruoxue."

"And it's because Tang Ruoxue shot first, and Song Wansan killed Tang Ruoxue later. No one can say nothing about him."

"You saw Song Wansan's scheming and power in Nanling back then, so you know the consequences of Tang Ruoxue shooting Song Wansan."

"So you stood in front of him in time to stop Tang Ruoxue from shooting to protect her life."

Ye Tiandong seemed to be present at the event of the Song family's accident, calmly telling all the details of that battle.

He also reminded Song Wansan of his overbearing.

The richest man in Nanling, who was able to hide his illness and skills from his own son, had hidden fangs that were beyond anyone's imagination.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I don't want to forget that Fan lost his mother."

"Ye Fan, dad said so much, not to show off, nor to expose you."

Ye Tiandong looked at Ye Fan full of pity, just like the last time he was in Baocheng kitchen:
"I'm worried that Miss Tang doesn't appreciate you for doing so much."

"Even she couldn't understand why you stopped her from shooting Song Wansan."

"If she loses her mind, she will go all the way to the dark to seek revenge from Song Wansan..."

"Then you can save her once, but you can't save her a second time."

"Song Wansan is far from what she can handle."

"You have no reason to stop Song Wansan from counterattacking again and again."

"If you want Tang Ruoxue to survive, you must eliminate her hatred as soon as possible and stop all stupid actions..."

He sighed with emotion: "Otherwise Wang Fan would really have no mother."

Ye Fan didn't respond, just stroked his cheek lightly...

(End of this chapter)