Underworld Pass

"Aren't there live broadcasts today?"

Ye Fan just went out, and when he came downstairs in the community, he happened to see Chen Kexin in the gazebo, and then strode over.

"Huh? I'm not in the mood to broadcast live."

Chen Kexin put his hands on his chin and looked at the tall buildings in the distance in a daze.

"Well, the matter of uncle and aunt has made progress."

Ye Fan thought about it, and decided to tell Zhao Dezhi first, not to tell the whole story, but at least let her know what happened back then, it was not an accident.

"Any clues?"

Chen Kexin grabbed Ye Fan's hand excitedly, as if feeling that she was going too far, Chen Kexin, whose pretty face was flushed, let go of her hand in embarrassment, lowered her head and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Ye Fan, who was slightly disappointed, hadn't been caught by those white catkins for a while, and he let go, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"I don't have any clues, but after I sent you back last night, I went to have a look. It was Ning Ziyu who was investigating for me. She only told me that something big was going to happen tonight, and that the death of your parents was definitely related to that Zhao Dezhi."

Ye Fan thought about it, and said to Chen Kexin without letting go.

"Really?"

Although it is not confirmed whether Zhao Dezhi killed her parents, but as long as there is news and clues, it is enough to move Chen Kexin's heart.

"Of course it is true. Ning Ziyu, a woman, once said that she is also a top student in the postgraduate entrance examination. These things are not trivial to her."

At this time, Ye Fan couldn't help but praise Ning Ziyu, saying that this woman also helped him earn tens of millions of wealth, isn't it? Although he hasn't got it yet, but based on the evidence they have now, Zhao Dezhi will definitely submit.

"Then will something big happen tonight? What big thing?"

Chen Kexin asked expectantly.

"I don't know about this either. After all, Ning Ziyu checked all night yesterday, and in the morning he just told me in a hurry, and then disappeared."

Ye Fan spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Well, that's fine."

Chen Kexin was slightly disappointed, but now she was looking forward to the big event that would happen tonight.

The death of her parents had always been a big rock in her heart, and now she finally had hope to remove it, but she found that she couldn't be happy no matter what.

"Okay, since I'm not in the mood to broadcast live, why not go out for a walk, or go home and rest. I have something to do, so I'll go out first."

Ye Fan also really wanted to stay here to have a good chat with Chen Kexin and enhance their relationship with each other. After all, he also knew that at this time, Chen Kexin should most need a company by his side.

It's just that he has more important things to do, so it's not appropriate to stay here now.

"Wait, Brother Fan."

Chen Kexin suddenly called Ye Fan to a stop, and seeing him look back with surprise, Chen Kexin stood up slowly, rubbing the corners of his clothes with both hands, and said with a reddish face, "Thank you, Brother Fan, for taking care of my affairs."

"Uh - you are still so polite with me, we are good neighbors, just call me if you need anything in the future, if you can help, I will definitely help."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at her little girl-like posture, his heart was also shaken, but he also knew that some things had to be done slowly, and twisted melons are not sweet, they are too easy to get, and they are not worth cherishing.

One thing Ye Fan can be sure of now, at least Chen Kexin has him in his heart now, and Ye Fan is not too clear about his status.

After saying goodbye to Chen Kexin, Ye Fan couldn't help muttering after leaving the community: "Love is not a small thing, at least it can make me happy, hehe—"

In one day, Ye Fan was not idle, and he took out the remaining hundreds of thousands from Douyu. He remembered Stark's promise. Although he doesn't expect steel armor now, some black technology self-defense equipment from Stark is still worth looking forward to.

Ye Fan, who was looking forward to it, finally spent this long day in a boring way. When the willows were on the moon, Ye Fan walked to the place that Ning Ziyu had explained at the beginning.

It was a grove located on the edge of Longting Lake in the city center. Ye Fan didn't go there immediately after arriving near the grove, but asked Stark to check first to see if the money was there.

"Wait for my news."

Stark nodded, and floated towards the lake where the money was hidden. He got into the water and took a look. He only saw a rainproof bag in which the money could be vaguely seen. Then he estimated how much money was in it, and prepared to float back.

Ok?
The keen Stark saw a few people hiding in the nearby grass at a glance. Stark narrowed his eyes and floated over. After wandering around and observing these people for a while, Stark also took a breath.

This guy Zhao Dezhi is really cruel. If Ye Fan came to withdraw money just now, even if he and Ning Ziyu shot at the same time, they might not be able to save Ye Fan.

It was 1000 million in cash, so Zhao Dezhi hired a gunman just to be on the safe side. Although he used a homemade high-quality imitation pistol, this thing can kill people. What's more, there are three people with three guns. It is conceivable that Ye Fan will be beaten into a sieve when he comes here just now.

Stark hurriedly told Ye Fan about this, and said cautiously: "It seems that it is imperative to customize self-defense weapons for you."

"Ah."

Ye Fan also nodded with lingering fear.

Guns, after all, are lethal weapons. Ordinary people are afraid of knives, let alone this thing.

But after being afraid, the anger in Ye Fan's heart also sprang up.

He also didn't expect that after Zhao Dezhi had the evidence that could give him a fatal blow, this guy would dare to use such indiscriminate means to deal with him.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would have been over by now.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, nodded at Stark and the starving ghosts beside him, and said, "Knock them out and attack the police station, I think you should know how to do it!"

"Ye Fan, isn't this a bit too much?"

Ning Ziyu couldn't bear it to some extent. If he went to the police station with a gun, it would be no wonder if he didn't get beaten into a sieve.

"From the time they received this mission to kill me, they must be prepared to be killed by me, so go."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, got it."

After Ning Ziyu saw Ye Fan's firm appearance, he knew that it was useless to persuade him.

"Just do it!"

Stark didn't take it seriously, and said: "Isn't there a saying in Huaxia, okay? To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself. Ye, you have done a good job."

"Go."

Ye Fan nodded, feeling a little lingering in his heart. If he hadn't asked Stark to investigate just now, he would definitely be the headline in the morning newspaper tomorrow morning.

"The underworld vendetta, the mysterious young man's corpse floated by the Longting Lake. '

Ye Fan thought of the news headlines. To be honest, he is afraid of death, very, very afraid. For Ye Fan who is extremely life-threatening, no matter who wants to touch him, he must have the consciousness of being slaughtered by him!

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"Wait, this is 1000 million after all, even a fool will come here."

"Give him a few shots at that time. Our brother will get three points of the money. Anyway, I don't plan to return it to that Zhao."

"to make."

"Just do it!"

Three gunmen in their thirties, who were a bit fierce just by looking at their appearance, were lying in the grass, muttering softly.

It's just that they didn't notice that behind them, Stark Ning Ziyu and the starving ghost were silently pressing their hands on their shoulders.

Not far away, Ye Fan watched the three gunmen get up from the ground one after another, and then trot towards the side road, he let out a sigh of relief.

Ye Fan, who was in a somewhat complicated mood, came to the river to fish out the two rainproof bags containing 1000 million yuan, unzipped the zipper and looked at the stacks of red banknotes, Ye Fan's eyes lit up suddenly, and the previous unhappiness was swept away.

The number on the bank card and the sensory stimulation that cash can bring to people are definitely more dominant in cash.

Swallowing his saliva, Ye Fan took out the small bags he had prepared in advance and filled them with 100 million respectively. After filling ten small bags in total, he took the money away.

The 1000 million weighed at least two to three hundred catties, and Ye Fan couldn't carry it, but when Ye Fan transported the money away, a shocking event happened in Linhai City that night, even the media was alarmed.

At the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, three fierce-looking men in their thirties rushed into the police station recklessly carrying a homemade high-quality imitation gun.

This scene made the policemen on duty tremble with fright, and they hid a little annoyed.

After all, civilian police are basically not equipped with guns. Even if criminal police want to be equipped with guns, they must apply in writing.

They could only watch in annoyance as these three guys acted unscrupulously in the police station, wishing they could rush out now, turn into superheroes in the movie, and smash these three bastards into pieces.

This is a provocation, a provocation to the public security officers, who can stand it!

Under the deliberate control of the three of Stark, no casualties were caused. Anyway, just running to the police station and firing a gun was enough to make the three guys drink a pot. Therefore, after doing these things, the three of Stark retreated quietly.

Stark and the others, who had stunned the three gunmen, were not leaving. They just flew to one side, watching this scene as if they were watching a play.

Ugh?
What's the situation, why did you get out of the game!

The three gunmen looked at the environment that suddenly changed like a dream, and couldn't recover for a while, feeling stupid.

The three gunmen themselves are wanted criminals, and running to the police station at this time is tantamount to surrendering themselves, but surrendering themselves, but after looking at the bullet holes one after another, the heads of the three people went blank.