My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

The moonlight is like water, it is cold water.

It's icy.

Ye Fan and Jiang Long left, but the Xiao family was still in panic.

It didn't take long.

Xiao Wenkang screamed and woke up.

He crawled to the side of the pile of meat, holding a blood clot in his hand, crying bitterly: "My son, Xiaoqiong, you have died so miserably, oooo, my dear son!"

"Brother, the sorrows have changed smoothly."

"roll!"

Xiao Wenkang madly pushed Xiao Wenyao away, rushing to the door of the house in a daze, but there was no figure of Ye Fan at all.

"Ye Fan! Ye Fan!"

"Come out! Little beast, I want you to die!"

Xiao Wenkang roared hard.

The whole person seems to have lost his soul and completely lost his reason. The only child died tragically, without a whole body, and it hit him too hard.

"Big Brother."

Xiao Wenyao hugged Xiao Wenkang and forced him to calm down.

"Calm down first, don't get angry, you are still young, and you can regenerate. Come, send the master back to the room to rest, hurry up."

"The third child."

At this time, Xiao Wenkang fell weakly in Xiao Wenyao’s arms, clutching his collar, agitatedly but full of resentment, and said: "Check, you must find out the whereabouts of Ye Fan, I can’t wait, I will immediately Qionger's revenge!"

"Okay, eldest brother, I will arrange for someone to check it right away."

After hearing this sentence, Xiao Wenkang fainted.

Jia Ding carried him away, and the Xiao family also hid in the villa, afraid to stay in the yard, because the scene of the yard was too **** and terrifying.

At the entrance of Xiao's house.

Under the pale moonlight, Xiao Wenyao stood with a cold face and muttered to himself: "Ye Fan, you better pray not to be found by me, otherwise you will be chopped into mashed meat!"

This night.

For the Xiao family, it was destined to be a sleepless night.

Xiao Wenyao activated all the machines in the Xiao family, and all kinds of contacts were operating. However, there was no news until dawn.

Ye Fan seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Boom!"

In the lobby of the villa, Xiao Wenyao smashed the cup and said angrily: "Trash, a bunch of rice buckets, so much energy that even two people can't find it."

The person in charge said bitterly, "San Ye, I have indeed tried my best. The public security system has asked someone to help, but it just couldn't be found."

"Dad, since Ye Fan dared to come over and commit the crime, he must have some means to cover his whereabouts. It is expected that he can't find it."

A young man next to him spoke.

His name is Xiao Chen, Xiao Wenyao's son.

Originally, among the younger generation of the Xiao family, he was the third youngest of the Xiao family; but now—

Xiao Qiong was killed. Although the second youngest Xiao Ding was still alive, his old son Xiao Wen'an was dead. There was no backing, so it was nothing to worry about.

In other words.

Now he Xiao Chen will be the leader of the younger generation of the Xiao family.

last night.

Xiao Chen secretly rejoiced, and even thanked Ye Fan for helping him kill Xiao Qiong, otherwise there would be no chance for him to come out.

"Dad, you should report to Uncle to see his physical condition." Xiao Chen persuaded.

"Well, continue to look up Ye Fan's whereabouts, this matter is left to you."

"no problem."

Xiao Wenyao came to the master bedroom and gave a report.

The huge Xiao Jia but couldn't find a little bastard. Xiao Wenkang vomited blood again, and his body became weak again.

Outside.

Xiao Chen sneered, wishing that Xiao Wenkang would be **** to death, so that the Xiao family would be their father and son's world.

However.

Xiao Chen was immersed in the joy of his early days, but the rest of the Xiao family were shrouded in panic and panic——

Because there was no way to find Ye Fan's trace, there was no way to kill Ye Fan. Then, who knows if Ye Fan will come to Xiao's house again one night and kill a few more people!

Who will die next?

The entire Xiao family was terrified and dared not go out; on the contrary, Xiao Chen was fearless and took the opportunity to take over the affairs of the Juding Group.

...

Mingyue Manor.

Ye Fan woke up leisurely.

Last night, he got angry, broke his heart, and fell into a coma on the road, and didn't know what happened afterwards.

"Brother Fan, you are awake."

"hiss."

Ye Fan rubbed his groggy head and checked the time.

Zhao Qingmei said, "Brother Fan, this is my manor. You passed out last night and Brother Long asked me to send you here."

"Thanks a lot."

Ye Fan adjusted his breathing. After washing, he moved his muscles and bones in the garden.

He has peerless medical skills in his hands, so don't worry about some minor problems, and he can recover for a few days if his heart is damaged.

"Brother Fan, I will report to you the situation in the Xiao family. Xiao Wenkang is ill in bed, and the Xiao family hides in the house and dare not come out, but Xiao Wenyao's son Xiao Chen has taken over the Juding Group and is currently in Tianhao. The hotel holds small banquets, it's not enough."

Zhao Qingmei asked, "Brother Fan, do you want to solve this Xiao Chen?"

Ye Fan waved his hand.

"No hurry, take your time."

"This Xiao Chen is a bit useful, you can use it. I said that I want to make the Xiao family a little bit desperate. This despair is not just about death."

"I understand." Zhao Qingmei is a wise man who understands the subtext in Ye Fan's words.

Obviously, it is to defeat the Juding Group.

This is the backbone of the Xiao family's survival. Once the Juding Group has a major problem, the Xiao family's fundamentals will be shaken.

At that time, Xiao Wenkang was truly panicked.

"Brother Fan!"

At the right time, Jiang Long came from outside.

"Is your body okay?"

"A little injury is nothing, just rest for two or three days."

Regarding the matter last night, Jiang Long was not easy to persuade.

What Xiao Wenkang did was indeed too much and too frantic. If Ye Fan hadn't ordered it, he would want to kill Xiao Wenkang on the spot.

"correct."

Jiang Long handed the envelope in his hand and said: "On the way to the manor, a letter flew inexplicably with your name written on it. It should be for you."

"Oh?"

Received the envelope.

Three characters are clearly written on it: Ye Fan, Shuai.

After tearing it apart, there is a blank sheet of paper.

Ye Fan glanced, his pupils contracted, and there was only one line on the white paper——

——Your parents' corpse was not stolen by the Xiao family!

Jiang Long and Zhao Qingmei also saw it.

The two looked at each other and were overjoyed.

"Brother Fan, the Xiao family did not steal the corpse, so there is no way to talk about insulting the corpse. It seems that Xiao Wenkang deliberately angered you last night."

"Good, good."

At this moment, Ye Fan wept with excitement.

His mother's body was insulted, and he couldn't let go, and there was a big stone in his heart that made him suffer.

Now everything goes smoothly, and it's suddenly clear.

Zhao Qingmei wondered, "Who sent this letter and how can I determine its authenticity?"

"Qingmei, do you remember the mysterious person you told me at the Ancestral Tomb last night? It was the mysterious person who salvaged the bones of my ancestors from the Ye family and built a new grave in secret."

"It's him?!"

"I think there is no one but him."

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose.

He found things more and more interesting.

What is the relationship between the mysterious man and the Ye family? Why take the big risk of offending the Xiao family to salvage the corpses and risk stealing the corpses of their parents?

Are you from the Liu family?

No, the Liu family did not have the courage, and if it were the Liu family, it would have been detected by the Xiao family or Yao Qi a long time ago.

Zhao Qingmei asked tentatively: "Brother Fan, do you need to check?"

"Check? Can you find it."

Ye Fan is very interested in mysterious people. He has a foreboding. He is a powerful character, but it is unnecessary to investigate it deliberately. It may be counterproductive.

"You go to work on other things, Xiao Chen and the Juding Group."

"good."

Zhao Qingmei left, Ye Fan looked at Jiang Long.

Suddenly said meaningfully: "Let's, haven't discussed it for a long time, right."

Suddenly, Jiang Long's scalp was numb.

Turned around and fled, but Ye Fan caught him and flew him back.

Jiang Long said with a mournful face, "Brother Fan, it's not necessary, there is no need to vent my anger. There are wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains behind the manor, but you hunted to vent your anger."

"The jackal, tiger and leopard are not as powerful as you, play with me and give vent."

"Don't stop, stop... Damn it, just do it!!"

The next moment, a strong collision sounded in the garden.

Zhao Qingmei didn't go far, but when she heard the movement, she turned back and took a look.

Finding that Jiang Long was rubbed on the ground, she was so scared that Hua Rong was eclipsed and ran away, worrying about being caught by Ye Fan and becoming the same as Jiang Long's end...