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

Chapter 317 Crisis
Chapter 310 Eight Crisis
When the Tang family was dead, Ye Fan walked away.

If it wasn't for Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi's revenge, he wouldn't bother reminding Tang Xifeng that there was something wrong with her crutches.

As for the ending, Ye Fan was even less interested.

He called a car back to Jin Zhilin, during which time he received messages from Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi.

Tang Qiqi praised him for doing a good job, while Tang Ruoxue cared about his emotions. Ye Fan replied with a smile, telling him that he didn't take it to heart.

When the car passed by Baishizhou, Ye Fan asked the driver to stop the car on a whim, and after paying the fare, he walked to Su Xier's rental house.

It was still that dark alley, but just as Ye Fan was about to step in, there was a plop, and an old man with white hair fell beside him.

He clutched his stomach and groaned, sweating profusely, looking very painful.

This position was originally sparsely staffed. Occasionally, when a few passers-by saw the old man fall, they ran away immediately to avoid getting into trouble.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and stepped forward to support the old man: "Master, what's wrong with you..."

"Whoosh-"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and his whole body bounced back instantly.

At almost the same moment, the old man's eyes lit up, and a dagger slashed across the spot.

Ye Fan's clothes clicked and there was an extra hole.

The skin also felt a chill.

Another second later, it is estimated that it will be disembowelled.

"Whoosh!"

After missing a hit, the old man jumped up from the ground and flew out like a bird!

It was a snake-headed dagger, a sharp and cold snake-headed dagger!
The knife was like a rainbow, and it went straight to Ye Fan's throat.

This blow was like the last desperate bet of a red-eyed gambler, and he had already bet all his wealth and life.

This blow gave people the illusion that it was either the opponent's life or their own life, or both of them would die in the end!

The knife approached the door, and the murderous look brushed his hair, illuminating Ye Fan's eyes.

Why is there a killer here?
Ye Fan was shocked and moved his footsteps.

Windward willow steps.

"Whoosh-"

One stab missed.

The old man waved back.

Ye Fan dodged again.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The old man shouted loudly, and the dagger stabbed thirteen times directly, the knife was so sharp that he wanted to stab Ye Fan to death on the spot.

It's just that Ye Fan swayed left and right, seemingly unable to do what he wanted, but every time he just avoided the opponent's ultimate move.

This old guy is very powerful, and Ye Fan is going to use up his physical strength before fighting back.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a gray shadow shot over, kicked the wall, flew into the sky, and then swooped down on the old man with the force of the bounce.

The sword borrows people's power.

"Whoosh!"

A black ray, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of the sword, pierced the old man's throat fiercely.

An instant sword.

The old man's complexion changed slightly, he kept pressing on Ye Fan's attacking legs, and began to take a step back.

The dagger defended accordingly.

"boom!"

A black ray of light descended from the sky with a terrifying fighting spirit, and stabbed the old man's dagger with all its strength.

"when!"

The old man, who was still calm before, felt his whole body tremble, and his feet shattered the ground under this attack.

Dugu Shang also flew out.

His breathing became rough, and his jaw and joints ached, as if he was about to fall apart.

It's just that he quickly stabilized himself, and the tumbling qi and blood slowly fell back as he adjusted his breath.

"Whoosh-"

Before Dugu Shang could attack again, the old man moved his footsteps, and his body floated more than ten meters in an instant.

After a few ups and downs, his figure became blurred.

Just an extremely indifferent voice came over sharply.

"Ye Fan, no wonder you can kill my son!"

"So you and Dugu Shang are both profound masters."

"You wait, today is just the beginning..."

When the last word was written, the figure of the old man rushed into the street and disappeared into the vast crowd...

Ye Fan looked cold: "Jiang Hualong?"

He was very surprised by the other party's identity, and he didn't expect that Jiang Hualong would play such dirty tricks as assassination, or pretend to be an old man and fall down.

Dugu Shang wanted to pursue, but Ye Fan stretched out his hand to stop him:
"Don't go, you can't catch up, and if you catch up, you can't beat him."

Judging from the strength Jiang Hualong showed just now, unless Ye Fan and Dugu Shang join forces, it will be difficult to kill Jiang Hualong.

He felt a little regretful, he had known that the old man was Jiang Hualong, so he shot together just now.

Dugu Shang's eyes remained indifferent: "I can change him."

For Ye Fan's safety, he doesn't care if they die together.

"Don't say such stupid things."

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of Dugu Shang, and found that there was nothing serious:
"In my eyes, ten Jiang Hualongs are not as good as one of you."

"You take a rest first, ask Liu Fugui to drive over, and I will take Su Xi'er back to Jin Zhilin later."

Jiang Hualong was already staring at this place, Ye Fan didn't want Su Xier to be a bargaining chip, so he decided to take her to move in advance.

Dugu Shang turned around to do something.

"call--"

Ye Fan touched the chest that was almost cut open, went to the opposite side and bought two cups of milk tea, and walked towards Su Xier's rental house while drinking.

Soon, he saw Su Xier's figure.

She was holding a rag and trying to wipe the doors and windows so that there were no stains and dust on them.

Ye Fan couldn't see clearly last night. Looking at it now, he found that although the rental house was dark and damp, Su Xi'er had tidied it up neatly and cleanly.

The pots and pans are also washed to shine.

Especially the tricolor flowers on the window sill are full of vigor and refreshing, and also give people a kind of hope.

This girl really loves life.

"We're about to move, why are you still cleaning the doors and windows?"

Ye Fan sipped his milk tea and walked over.

"what……"

Su Xi'er was startled when she heard someone behind her. She turned her head to look at Ye Fan and almost lost the rag.

"Doctor Ye... hello... are you here?"

Su Xier's eyes were timid, as if she was afraid of the fierce Ye Fan, she explained weakly:
"I'm going to move out, I want to wipe it clean and give it to the landlord, so he can easily rent it to the next tenant..."

She is used to thinking of others.

"Don't work for now. Judging by your appearance, I guess it's been a day of cleaning."

Ye Fan handed over a cup of milk tea: "Have a cup of milk tea and take a break. After finishing drinking, pack up your things and follow me to Jinzhilin tonight..."

"Ah, milk tea, no need..."

Su Xier waved her hands: "Thank you..."

This is mandarin duck milk tea, for couples, and it says: If you love her, drink milk tea with her.

Su Xier was a little dizzy.

"Drink as soon as you are told to drink, there is no need for anything."

Ye Fan could only put on a straight face: "I lost the rag, wash your hands and drink milk tea."

Su Xi'er shivered, quickly put down the rag, washed her hands, then took the milk tea and drank it, taking small sips, just like chewing steamed buns.

But he lowered his head, kept silent, and glanced at Ye Fan occasionally.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, just thinking about how to catch Jiang Hualong.

If the old guy is not removed, it will be hard to sleep.

"Your clothes are torn, I'll sew them for you."

At this time, Su Xi'er suddenly put down the milk tea, took out a needle and thread and looked at Ye Fan's torn clothes.

"Okay, help me sew."

Ye Fan wanted to say that there is no need to sew, just throw it away and buy another one, but he saw the longing in Su Xier's eyes.

She wanted to do something for herself, so Ye Fan took off the clothes for her.

Su Xi'er took Ye Fan's clothes, picked out thin threads of a similar color, and began to mend them lightly.

Ye Fan didn't take it seriously at first, but soon there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

The narrow and long cracks were not only stitched together, but also turned into a canyon river, with a light boat on it, which perfectly covered the abrupt cracks.

"The light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains!"

A piece of clothing that was about to be thrown away was brought back to life like this, with a little more soul.

Ye Fan immediately fell in love with this dress and this pattern.

After Su Xier finished sewing, Ye Fan took it over to examine it, and handed her milk tea for her to continue drinking.

"What an ingenuity."

The more Ye Fan watched it, the more he appreciated it: "Where did you learn this stitching technique?"

Su Xi'er sipped the milk tea: "The old man in the village taught me..."

"What a nice girl."

Ye Fan applauded: "It must be very good to be a girlfriend."

"what--"

Su Xi'er was so frightened that her body trembled, her embroidery needles messed up, and she pricked her finger, leaving a touch of red.

She almost cried and looked at Ye Fan:

"I, I just drank two sips of milk tea, don't force me to play tricks on my friends, okay..."

(End of this chapter)