The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4212
by“Boom boom boom!”
After Ye Fan finished talking to Song Hongyan on the phone, he went to bed and fell asleep. He didn’t even notice that it started raining heavily in the middle of the night, and he slept until dawn.
However, several Song masters at the door poked their heads from time to time, wanting to see if Ye Fan had escaped or played any tricks.
As a result, they found that Ye Fan was fast asleep, which made them feel relieved, but also felt that their hearts were filled with panic.
This made them feel dizzy and fell asleep near dawn.
Ye Fan washed up, glanced at the sleeping Song family and Jiang family guards outside, smiled noncommittally, and then disappeared in the last gloom before dawn.
He wanted to scare these people.
Ten minutes later, the entire Jiang’s Martial Arts Hall exploded. The sound was so loud that it was drowned out by the wind:
“No, Ye Fan ran away!”
“Come here quickly, Ye Fan ran away with Jiang’s special skills, please inform Young Master Song, Miss Jiang and the others!”
“President Jiang came back last night. Tell President Jiang quickly and don’t let the bastard run away with Jiang’s secret skills!”
Soon, those who were on guard, those who were still sleeping, Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang all appeared. Jiang Mantang even wore his shoes backwards.
They rushed to Ye Fan’s bedroom and found it empty.
Jiang Mengli hurried over and saw that Mark was missing. She immediately clenched her fists and cursed at the dozens of guards:
“A bunch of losers, how do you look at people? Dozens of people stare at you, and you change shifts every three hours, but you can’t even look down on a country bumpkin?”
“I’m telling you, if you ruin Mr. Song’s century-old plan and ruin my mother’s command of the Southern Martial Alliance, I will kill you.”
Then she yelled at everyone: “Why are you still standing there? Why don’t you turn on the surveillance camera to see where he went? I don’t care, we must catch him before noon.”
Jiang Mantang glanced at the dozens of guards: “Mengli, stop looking and tell President Jiang what happened…”
Jiang Mengli interrupted rudely: “Why should my mother handle a small matter personally? She is now the president of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance and has a lot of things to do. She is not your nanny!”
Jiang Jinyu also exhaled a long breath: “Mantang is right, it would be better for President Jiang to resolve this matter. If we intervene, we are afraid it will cause chaos!”
“Why do you have to ask my mother to solve it herself?”
Jiang Mengli was furious: “Are you afraid of my mother calling him nephew? Let me tell you, he is not my mother’s nephew, not even a relative.”
“Ye Fan is just the nephew of one of my mother’s best friends. My mother only gave Ye Fan some face for the sake of her best friend.”
“So you don’t need to worry about my mother. Get him back to me quickly. If he dares to resist, I will kill him on the spot!”
“As long as you don’t kill him and lose Jiang’s martial arts, you can do whatever you want with him!”
She slapped the table and said, “We in the Jiang family will never allow traitors to go unpunished, nor will we allow you to have any sympathy for traitors.”
Jiang Mantang smiled bitterly: “It’s not that we pity Ye Fan and want to give him a way out, but that our skills are too far behind Ye Fan, so it’s useless to look for him.”
Jiang Jinyu nodded: “Only if President Jiang uses softness to overcome strength, or uses the resources of the South Martial Alliance to suppress him, can it be possible for Ye Fan to obey and surrender.”
Jiang Mengli said angrily: “You are trying to embolden other people’s ambitions and destroy your own prestige. No matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he is so powerful when he can sometimes entertain his brother…”
Jiang Mantang pointed his finger at the guard: “Look at their throats…”
Jiang Mengli and others all looked at the necks of the dozens of guards. It was okay not to look at them, but their expressions changed drastically when they saw them.
The necks of dozens of guards from the Song and Jiang families all had traces of lipstick streaking across the aorta.
Obviously this is Ye Fan’s masterpiece.
If the lipstick marks are replaced by knife marks, it means that dozens of key members have all had their throats cut by Ye Fan…
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
Jiang Mengli’s face turned ugly, red and white, then white and red. Finally, she stamped her feet and turned around to find Jiang Zhiyi…
When Jiang’s martial arts hall was in a state of chaos, Ye Fan appeared at the fishing lake three kilometers away. He turned on the alcohol lamp to bake the stone slabs and fished with a fishing rod.
This was also a rare hobby he had after moving into the Jiang Family Martial Arts School.
Ye Fan is not a fish person, but he did fish every day during the days when he was working as Jiang’s doctor.
Sometimes he would even throw the fish he caught back into the lake, and then wait, a long wait.
He sat under the umbrella and quietly admired the floating fish marks. When the fishing rod in his hand felt heavy, a smile appeared in his eyes.
Immediately, Ye Fan rolled up the entire fishing rod, and the hooked fish fell out of the water with his gesture.
This kind of harvest picture will make him temporarily forget the depression and anguish in his heart.
He even felt as if he had become a fish, swimming carefree in the water: “No wonder the fishing guy is so crazy, fishing is really interesting.”
Most people who fish are lonely, but Ye Fan is lonely when he fishes.
The wind gradually picked up, causing the fishing line to sway.
Before he came to fish, several fishermen carrying buckets warned him that it would be impossible to catch fish today, even if he changed his name to Jiang Taigong, it would be useless.
It rained heavily last night and there was a strong wind. How could fish come out to look for food?
While they advised Ye Fan to go back, they threw the fishhook into the lake themselves.
“Crack!”
When the stone slab was just heated by the alcohol lamp, Ye Fan felt the fishing rod sinking slightly.
A joyful look flashed across his face, and he quickly rolled up his right hand with a strong and heavy gesture.
“Wow!”
To the fisherman’s surprise, the two-inch-long fish fell out of the water and shone with an icy brilliance in the dark light.
Ye Fan quickly took out the fish, washed it with water, then used the fish intestine sword to disembowel it, then washed it with water, and threw it on the stone slab to bake.
When the sizzling sound sounded, applause also sounded not far away.
“Ye Fan, I didn’t expect that your fishing skills are as superb as your hidden martial arts skills.”
“Aunt Jiang is really impressed!”
Ye Fan looked up and saw Jiang Zhiyi leading a few unfamiliar Nanwu League disciples approaching gradually, with a bright smile on his face.
Ye Fan raised a smile on his lips and greeted warmly: “Good morning, Aunt Jiang, are you back so soon? I thought you were going to stay at the Nanwu League headquarters for a few days.”
The oval-faced female warrior didn’t know Ye Fan, and when she heard Ye Fan speak carelessly and showed no respect for her new master, her pretty face turned cold.
“Boy, why are you talking to President Jiang? Why don’t you stand up quickly?”
“Do you have any elders or seniors in your eyes?”
She also habitually touched the long sword on her waist, condensing the domineering energy in her body to oppress Ye Fan.
Jiang Zhiyi glanced at her: “This is Ye Fan, my good nephew and a great contributor to Jiang’s martial arts school. Without him, I would have been finished!”
“All my rules are immune to Mark!”
She looked indifferent: “So it’s your turn to say sorry to Mark!”
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